I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2111 - 1357: Requesting Monthly Votes!

"Mom, no matter how talented Dad is, he can’t possibly be good at everything. You’re expecting too much from him."

Duan Xueying added her thoughts.

"So, the father and daughter duo are ganging up on me, an outsider?"

Pang Lijuan joked, accepting an apple slice from her daughter, "Not at all."

Pang Lijuan gave a wry smile and bit into the apple, "What did he come to River City for?"

"There’s a problem with the medical institution he invested in."

Duan Xueying glanced at her father and asked curiously, "Dad, what went wrong? Brother Jiang Chen just said he’s here for a lawsuit."

"Why ask so much? It’s got nothing to do with you."

"You, when your daughter asks something, what’s wrong with that? Is it a commercial secret again?"

"It’s someone else’s business, so they should talk about it. Not me. Haven’t you met him already? If he hasn’t mentioned it, there’s no need to probe."

"Dad, I got it."

Pang Lijuan looked at her daughter with relief. She knew all too well the challenges her husband dealt with and the caution he needed to show, particularly as he climbed to higher ranks. Luckily, their daughter was sensible, kind-hearted, and obedient.

Indeed.

The praise for nurturing such a wonderful daughter mostly belonged to her husband.

Though he often seemed "unapproachable" at home, the finest way to teach is through personal example.

The phone rang.

Duan Xueying pulled out her phone and noticed it was her boyfriend calling.

"Dad, Mom, Xiao Yu, I’ll go take this call."

Duan Zhongxin nodded.

Duan Xueying headed back to her room and shut the door.

"Hello?"

"Xiaofeng... has been found."

Hong Xiaoyu’s voice sounded rough, like he was holding back a wave of feelings.

Duan Xueying frowned, picking up on something unusual in her boyfriend’s tone.

"How is he?"

Hong Xiaoyu stayed quiet for a moment, then drew in a deep breath, "My brother was right, he was retrieved from Thompson Lake."

Retrieved.

Though they had expected this result, watching it turn real still hit like a tragedy.

"Are you okay? Do you need me to come over and be with you?"

"No need."

Hong Xiaoyu turned it down right away, "We still have to help his parents handle some things. I just wanted to hear your voice."

"How are his parents doing?"

"They raised their child for twenty years, and just like that, he’s gone. After being in the water so long, I heard when they retrieved him..."

Hong Xiaoyu trailed off, unable to go on.

"You all need to be strong, help comfort his parents, it’s the last thing you can do for him."

"Hmm."

Hong Xiaoyu answered with resolve, then added, "Xueying, is human life really so fragile?"

"Humans are inherently fragile."

Duan Xueying spoke softly, "Natural disasters, man-made calamities, a traffic accident, can easily take a life. Isn’t there a saying that you never know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident? We can’t control what’s unclear, so we can only cherish the beauty of the present."

Even if it came across as a strained smile, Hong Xiaoyu still cracked a faint grin after hearing it.

"Xueying, I always feel like you’re much older than me, yet we’re the same age."

Duan Xueying chuckled too, "Age is just a number, not a standard. Also, girls are naturally more mature than boys, no need to debate, this is scientifically proven."

"Do you think I’m childish?"

"Why doubt yourself? Being childish isn’t a flaw."

"You still think I’m childish."

"I didn’t say that."

Duan Xueying laughed, then whispered gently, "Even if you’re a bit childish now, you’ll grow up eventually, and I can be with you as you mature."

Hong Xiaoyu pondered that, then murmured distractedly, "Like Sister Fang Qing being with my brother?"

"What?"

Hong Xiaoyu came back to himself, inhaling deeply to steady his feelings.

"Xueying, it’s wonderful to have you around."

"I feel the same. Being with you, I’ve seen many beautiful and rare qualities. It’s been eye-opening."

"You’re teasing me again."

"Not at all~"

"I have to get back to work..."

"Alright, you can call me anytime."

Hong Xiaoyu finally let out a genuine laugh, said "hmm," and hung up.

In the bedroom, Duan Xueying set down her phone and let out a soft sigh. Her family setting made sure she wouldn’t turn into an overly sentimental girl, yet she wasn’t icy or detached either.

After a moment of reflection, she didn’t hurry back out. Instead, she grabbed her phone once more and dialed Jiang Chen.

"Brother Jiang Chen, am I disturbing you?"

If it were just being the daughter of the Duan Family, I could say it’s a disturbance, but as the tag of cousin’s girlfriend, even if it is a disturbance, it can only be considered no disturbance at all.

"No. What’s up?"

Jiang Chen, who was in the middle of a video conference, had to step away from the computer ahead of schedule.

"Xiao Yu’s roommate was found. Indeed, he committed suicide. Jumped into the river near Thompson Lake by the Geological University."

"That kid, he’s pretty sentimental and righteous, must be feeling bad now."

"Yeah, when he called me just now, his mood wasn’t great, but he wouldn’t let me go to him."

Who says children from rich families are all egocentric and selfish?

It’s a matter of family upbringing.

"He hasn’t encountered much turmoil growing up, and witnessing death so closely this time should have a substantial impact on him. I’ll find time to check on him."

"Thank you, Brother Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen went quiet, suddenly sensing that the little kid who once trailed after him in crotch-split pants had truly matured.

"Am I an outsider now?"

He teased.

"I didn’t mean that..."

Duan Xueying quickly clarified.

Jiang Chen softened his voice.

"Thank you for caring so much about Xiao Yu."

"Brother Jiang Chen, you’re family, and so are we."

"If you all succeed in your relationship, I’ll definitely send a big gift."

Such words, usually, wouldn’t come from Jiang Chen’s character, his unusual expression indicates genuine recognition of this Duan Family daughter.

Given Duan Xueying’s family background, what kind of "big gift" would genuinely be considered big?

"Hope we can receive Brother Jiang Chen’s big gift."

A textbook-style response.

Courteous and decent.

Graceful and composed.

Jiang Chen now thinks that Qing Gege has a damn good point.

The two came together because Shi Qianxi played matchmaker, and if it weren’t for him, Shi Qianxi wouldn’t even know who Xiao Yu’s brother was, how could she meddle in such matters?

So, indeed, he deserves some credit for Xiao Yu’s good fortune.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..."

The doorbell rang.

Jiang Chen opened the door and let someone in.

"Did you finish so soon?"

"You could leave the seat, but did you know how to end the meeting?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the laptop on the desk at once.

"Forgot."

"The phone call, everyone could hear it, right?"

Fang Qing looked at him.

"I ended the meeting early."

With Qing Mei around, it’s reassuring, Jiang Chen imitated a Cantonese accent, and said, "Thanks very much."

"Xiao Yu’s roommate found?"

Jiang Chen slightly frowned, looked at Qing Mei, "You ended the meeting, and then eavesdropped, didn’t you?"

Fang Qing remained silent, not arguing.

Jiang Chen smiled helplessly and then said "Hmm", "Committed suicide, a roommate who was with him day and night suddenly turning into a cold corpse, that kid must be feeling pretty bad now. Seems like we need to invite that kid for a drink, he has a girlfriend now. It’s time he learned how to be an adult."

Boss Jiang suddenly felt a bit melancholic, inexplicably emotional.

"Just now, when Duan Xueying called me, asking me to guide that kid, why did I suddenly feel... I’m getting old."

Unexpectedly.

Jiang Chen cried out in pain, jumping on one foot, unconsciously striking a golden rooster standing pose.

"What are you doing?!"

Fang Qing, who had unintentionally stepped on him, looked serene.

"Old? This agile and nimble, have you ever seen an old person grimace so easily?"

In many people’s eyes, the profound and distant Boss Jiang was dumbfounded.

Fang Qing suddenly raised that foot again, with what was actually a flat women’s leather shoe.

Jiang Chen reflexively hurriedly jumped back, even on one foot, was extremely swift and agile.

Then who could have predicted Fang Qing would slowly lower her foot, clearly just bluffing him.

"Still feel old now?"

Jiang Chen was torn between crying and laughing, suddenly impulsively wanting to curse.

"You... you’re wicked."