I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2180 - 1394: This Lady Is Rich Enough to Rival a Nation!
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I didn’t see it incorrectly.
It’s truly Princess Cao.
A person who was on the verge of departing halted, maintaining composure.
“What a coincidence.”
Nothing particularly astonishing.
Partaking in drinks isn’t against the law.
“Just taking a casual walk.”
Princess Cao responded with equal wit.
The Cao Family’s residence lies quite distant from this spot, far too remote for a mere stroll—who would trek such a distance on foot?
Jiang Chen felt no shock whatsoever.
Since the previous instance when Shi Qianxi pinpointed his exact location, he had taken it seriously and conversed with the pertinent upper-level officials from the service providers.
But who exactly is Princess Cao?
She possesses Supreme Divine Power, undoubtedly surpassing that enchantress Shi Qianxi by a rank.
“Leaving already?”
Cao Jinse settled in effortlessly, not by accident—she merely occupied the seat where Luck-jie had been moments before.
Evidently.
Her arrival’s timing was serendipitous; she hadn’t witnessed Jiang Chen’s jovial exchange with Luck-jie, or perhaps she overlooked Luck-jie entirely.
Jiang Chen had no intention of pointing it out to her.
“Yes, going back to rest.”
“You don’t appear tired at all.”
Cao Jinse pressed on, “Let’s have one more round; it’s on me.”
To embrace manhood here would mean living life to the fullest without remorse.
Women competing to cover the tab for beverages.
“Someone else is already covering it.”
Jiang Chen stated truthfully; Luck-jie had merely stepped away to the washroom and would return shortly.
“What?”
Princess Cao clearly didn’t comprehend.
“How about switching spots?”
Jiang Chen scanned the surroundings, not from apprehension, but to sidestep any discomfort.
“No need to shift; this seat works perfectly.”
Oblivious to the circumstances, Cao Jinse plopped down directly, leaving no room for Jiang Chen’s protest, “What were you having earlier?”
“Mojito.”
“Mojito?”
Cao Jinse showed astonishment, then giggled, “You’re certainly in a relaxed frame of mind.”
Evidently not aiming to get intoxicated.
This eased her concerns.
“Two Mojitos, if you please.”
The female bartender displayed a peculiar look; while Princess Cao remained uninformed, she had observed everything. Yet, as staff, she wouldn’t meddle imprudently, though she couldn’t resist stealing looks at Jiang Chen as she prepared the cocktails.
Even with limited knowledge of Princess Cao, her poise and aura were unmistakable.
Indeed.
Women’s preferences tend to align.
They recognize excellence in a man from the refuse.
“You’ve got someone with you here.”
Jiang Chen resorted to a blunter hint.
“What are you implying?”
Cao Jinse paused briefly, then gazed at him, “Who?”
“Luck-jie.”
Jiang Chen answered candidly, yet Cao Jinse grew even more perplexed, “Luck-jie?”
Racing through her thoughts, she couldn’t recall anyone by that name in his circle.
“Just encountered her.”
Jiang Chen clarified.
Hearing this, Cao Jinse caught on.
“Oh.”
She let out a mischievous laugh, “You possess considerable allure.”
“It’s decent enough.”
Boss Jiang stayed true to his usual humility.
The attractive female bartender slid the Mojitos toward them.
“Thanks.”
Princess Cao remained as gracious as ever, politeness etched into her routine, then she lifted her glass with a smile and inquired, “Where is she?”
“In the restroom.”
“Such timing, huh?”
Indeed, what else could one say?
Boss Jiang spoke no falsehood, but from Princess Cao’s viewpoint, she naturally suspected otherwise.
Behaving childishly.
No reason to resort to such tactics, even in anger.
“So why are you heading out?”
Evidently, Princess Cao questioned Jiang Chen’s statement, a fact he picked up on.
“Why shouldn’t I be able to?”
Jiang Chen countered while sipping his drink.
Cao Jinse gave a nod, appearing enlightened, “She’s not your type, is she?”
Princess Cao proves herself once more.
Always perceptive and astute.
To confess?
Or refute?
Jiang Chen deemed it somewhat challenging.
“Is there actually someone there?”
Cao Jinse detected the signs.
“What else could it be? Did you think I was deceiving you?”
If it had been Shi Qianxi, who knows her reaction—perhaps barging into the restroom heedlessly—but this was Cao Jinse.
“Impressive, Comrade Jiang Chen; in just days, you’ve become quite the player. I absolutely need to check out her appearance now.”
With the vibe turning tense, Jiang Chen felt cornered; as he nursed his drink, he remarked steadily, “She’s top-notch in beauty and riches.”
Appreciation merits recognition.
She had generously offered to buy drinks; anyone with decency wouldn’t speak ill of her. Besides, she was merely a tad fuller-figured.
Princess Cao hit the mark.
It simply didn’t align with his preferences.
“Is that so?”
Cao Jinse arched a brow, seeming even more curious, “Do you always have such fortune?”
“Not bad at all.”
Even after labeling him plump, she could still pique his interest.
Cao Jinse chuckled without further comment, resolved to uncover this alleged “top-notch in beauty and riches,” casually nursing her beverage, oblivious that the woman in question had already spotted her.
Precisely.
Luck-jie had emerged from the restroom, approaching them, and sharply observed someone encroaching on her place; her forehead creased, then her gaze ignited with the predatory gleam of a lioness on the prowl.
The head of a billion-dollar company was no pushover, especially not when it came to yielding ground to another woman.
This transcended Boss Jiang’s appeal now.
It concerned pride and honor.
The intensity flickered and vanished; instead, Luck-jie moderated her stride, clicking along in her heels exceeding ten centimeters, advancing leisurely.
“Luck-jie.”
“Luck-jie.”
“Luck-jie.”
She was genuinely renowned in this venue; it seemed the whole bar brimmed with familiar faces.
Even from ten meters off, Cao Jinse had spotted her, after all, her build was strikingly prominent.
Tipping the scales at 150 to 160 pounds, exuding no self-consciousness, boldly displaying her form—such women were uncommon.