I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2070 - 1337: Fairy Tale_2

Jin Zhuxuan remained unwilling to cause him any trouble and tried to shut the car door, yet Jiang Chen gripped it to keep it from closing.

"Oppa?"

The old woman moved ahead by a few steps, her eyes already inspecting the vehicle closely.

Jiang Chen exited the car and positioned himself next to Jin Zhuxuan; even if their pairing didn't scream perfect harmony, it at least avoided the impression of a stunning bloom wasted on worthless soil.

"Oppa, that's my grandmother."

Jin Zhuxuan murmured softly, her heart touched and thankful, as she voluntarily stepped out of the car, showing her proper manners and family devotion.

"Zhuxuan, who's this young man?"

Keeping a respectful space, the elderly woman scanned him thoroughly from head to toe in the dim light.

"Grandma, this is my... friend from Shen Zhou."

For whatever reason, she altered her words right at the end, opting not to disclose the full story.

Of course.

Should the family learn he was her employer, they'd hold back a lot more.

"Ah, so you're Zhuxuan's friend, here to escort her back—please, come inside and have a seat."

The old lady spoke with gentle warmth and hospitality.

Jiang Chen, naturally, couldn't grasp her words and depended on Jin Zhuxuan for interpretation.

"Grandma wants you to come into our home..."

Jin Zhuxuan's tone was soft and somewhat shy.

"Tell your grandma, no need to bother."

She relayed his message accurately.

Yet both of them overlooked the grandmother's strong eagerness; she shuffled closer, pressing the invite firmly, determined not to let the car depart without his consent.

Jin Zhuxuan felt helpless.

Unable to turn down such heartfelt generosity, Jiang Chen showed the courteous nature of Shen Zhou folks and agreed to the elder's request.

"Oppa, I'm really sorry."

Jin Zhuxuan uttered with clear discomfort.

"It's fine."

"Zhuxuan's friend has brought her safely home."

As she swung the door wide, the elderly lady announced in a booming voice.

Within the house.

The pair lounging in front of the television whipped their heads around instantly.

"Hurry and come in."

A broad grin lit up the old woman's face as she ushered Jiang Chen inside.

Surprise flickered across the couple's features; they shared a quick look before both zeroing in on the entering youth, copying the elder's head-to-toe scrutiny.

No need to dwell on his striking good looks—Boss Jiang exuded an air of refinement; furthermore, that inner aura mattered greatly, no matter the observer's gender.

The initial vibe clearly impressed, especially since this middle-aged duo had to be Jin Zhuxuan's parents; they avoided any discourtesy, switched off the TV, and rose one after the other.

"Welcome, friend of Zhuxuan."

Jin's father offered a hearty chuckle in greeting.

"Dad, Oppa hails from Shen Zhou and doesn't speak Korean."

Jin's father paused briefly in shock, then regained his composure, motioning welcomingly, "That's okay, have your friend take a seat. Jung-Hwa, fetch some treats."

Even with their daughter as a famous idol, the Jin family stayed modest, treating everyone with courtesy and warmth.

Korea might be a quirky nation full of odd events, poor sportsmanship, chaebol dominance, and cultural pilfering... but not every soul there is eccentric.

The communication gap posed little issue, thanks to Jin Zhuxuan acting as interpreter, plus gestures spoke volumes too; though the spoken Korean escaped him, Jiang Chen could read the Jin family's behaviors and faces plainly.

"Grandma, allow me to handle that."

At first, Jin Zhuxuan joined the group on the couch, but then noticed her grandmother pouring water.

Jiang Chen navigated the scene smoothly and relaxedly, though it wore Jin Zhuxuan out—pouring tea, translating exchanges, and steering clear of any mix-ups with utmost care.

Far more draining than her trainee days.

The old lady nodded repeatedly, her eyes locked on Jiang Chen without wavering.

After over ten minutes passed, Jiang Chen figured it was time to head out.

The Jin family extended top-tier courtesy, whether they realized he was their daughter's superior or not.

The seniors saw him only to the doorway, with Jin Zhuxuan walking him all the way to the car.

"Get back inside."

Once the girl reentered, Jin's father's grin faded swiftly as he headed indoors.

"That Genesis G90—your friend isn't just anyone, right?"

Everyone settled back into their seats.

The earlier chat had skimmed the surface, since Jin Zhuxuan steered the talk, choosing precisely what details each party learned.

She'd vaguely mentioned he worked in business, nothing more.

"Oppa is actually my boss."

With Jiang Chen gone, Jin Zhuxuan revealed the truth straightforwardly.

Shock rippled through the couple.

As Koreans, rigid hierarchies ran deep in their thoughts.

"He's your company's president? At such a young age?!"

"Yes."

"Why keep it from us before?"

"I feared you'd all feel too tense around him."

"..."

"Zhuxuan, when your boss visits, you ought to warn us ahead. Wasn't that rude?"

Jin's mother expressed her concern.

"No reason to get worked up; he's not the type to hold grudges."

The grandmother replied calmly, appearing unperturbed, and added softly, "What a promising young talent."

"Mom, you don't get it. If he took offense, Zhuxuan could suffer down the line."

"Grandma's correct, Mom. Oppa isn't petty like that. Besides, we didn't slight him—we even brought out our finest tea. I believe all's well. Oppa prefers casual settings over stiff ones."

Jin's father eyed his daughter silently.

"You ought to refer to him as boss."

Jin's mother pointed out upon catching on.

"Oppa permitted it."

Jin Zhuxuan clarified.

No matter how dense, parents would spot the clues eventually.

Jin's mother creased her forehead.

Certain topics fell outside the father's domain and couldn't rely on the elder; thus, she stepped up.

"Follow me."

She aimed to pull her daughter aside for a confidential discussion.

In Korea, though compact, they'd spent most lives knowing the entertainment world's pitfalls all too well.

Such realities spanned the globe without much variance.

"I like Oppa."

Jin Zhuxuan stayed put, as if reading her mother's mind, and spoke up first.

Bold and direct as always.

Silence gripped the couple right away.

"Wonderful, wonderful—my dear Zhuxuan has finally found someone she fancies."

Incongruent chuckles echoed, while the elder gazed at her granddaughter with utter delight, relishing the unfolding drama no matter the risks.

"Grandma's on your side."

As the daughter-in-law, Jin's mother could merely elbow her spouse.

"Mom, stay out of it. He's a boss—the status divide is immense; the girl's just naive."

Rarely challenging his mother before, Jin's father rose to the occasion boldly now; he was her son, yet also a dad duty-bound to safeguard his child's prospects.

"Does a wide gap strip away the freedom to care for someone?"

Jin Zhuxuan countered sharply.

"Won't you dread ending up heartbroken someday?"

Jin's father posed the pointed query.

Despite Korea's modern advancements, traditional ideas lingered stubbornly.

Such as aligning social ranks.

Their daughter shone as a star, yet against a tycoon, she risked playing the underdog in a rags-to-riches tale.

And what defined that underdog role?

A mere fantasy story.

Far from dismissing it, Jin's father aimed to shield his daughter.

"I'm not scared. And it won't happen."

Jin Zhuxuan stayed composed and rational; she grasped her father's intent fully.

He viewed from afar, while she perched atop this industry's peak, comprehending the dynamics deeper.

"I simply like Oppa—it's genuine fondness. No expectations of results. Just cherishing someone brings immense joy."

Quietness enveloped the room.

At that instant, the adults pieced together the girl's "happiness" remark from the previous night.

"Zhuxuan, heed your mother—release those feelings; plenty of other options await you."

Jin Zhuxuan shook her head firmly.

"Mom, honestly, nothing else crosses my mind; trailing an exceptional figure like Oppa makes me feel truly blessed."

"Grandma backs you fully."

The elder declared, her aged eyes misty but brimming with affection and support for the granddaughter.

"Grandma trusts that little Zhuxuan understands her choices."

"Mom..."

Jin's father uttered once more.

"No need to shout like that often."

The white-haired elder, impeccably groomed, scolded gently.

"What wrong has my Zhuxuan committed? Why force sorrow on your kids as parents? Liking freely is a pure delight. Go on, my Zhuxuan—pursue your heart boldly!"