I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2183 - 1395: The Sudden Concern I Fear Most (Part 2)

This woman.

She's more than just mule-headed stubborn.

Under Luck Sister's intense gaze, Cao Jinse stayed composed and offered a smile, 'If Luck Sister wishes to become friends, we could swap contact details.'

What's happening here?

They were clearly 'rivals in love,' so why suggest friendship?

Luck Sister failed to grasp the worth of this extended olive branch and pressed on, uncertain of the other's true motives.

'Hand him over to me, and we'll be sisters.'

Jiang Chen's lips quirked in a twitch.

Now that's what I call sisterly bonds.

Sharing the same guy—what else but 'sisters'?

'As a CEO, doesn't it concern you if this leaks out and harms your image along with Qicai Company's?'

'Qicai Technology stands on its robust foundation, not mere reputation.'

Luck Sister brushed it off with crisp words; a high-tech firm with strong barriers truly could afford such boldness.

'And what about you? No fear of exposure?'

Luck Sister fired back right away.

'I'm not worried.'

Princess Cao let out a chuckle, then glanced at the man labeled as 'support'—he wasn't here to drown sorrows; that Mojito sipped ever so leisurely.

'Everyone close to us is aware of our setup.'

'...'

Luck Sister was speechless; if it were a guy, fine, but she hadn't anticipated a woman handling support so boldly.

Even she couldn't manage that.

'Does your family know?'

'Yes, they're in the loop.'

Cao Jinse replied with an easy smile, light and casual.

'Sis, if it's real, Luck Sister would tip her hat to you. But sadly, Luck Sister isn't convinced.'

'Whether Luck Sister buys it or not, I can't dictate your thoughts.'

'How about Luck Sister suggests a middle ground?'

Luck Sister toned down her aggression; maybe after some exchange, she warmed to this 'sis.'

'You take him Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays; I'll have him Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays.'

'...'

'...'

After a short pause, Cao Jinse sensibly inquired, 'And the weekends?'

'He deserves a rest day on the weekend.'

Pretty considerate.

'I don't agree.'

The watching man interjected.

Yet his resolve seemed weak.

'Quiet.'

Not one word.

Two voices at once.

The pair of women surprisingly synced up perfectly, uttering it together.

'Does this plan work for you?'

To Luck Sister's compromise, Princess Cao let out a soft sigh, 'Sharing isn't my style.'

'...'

'...'

Boss Jiang eyed her.

He likely sensed she'd hit her breaking point, her patience maxed out; after turning down the idea once more, Cao Jinse grabbed her phone.

She didn't dial.

Simply typed out a message to send.

Luck Sister pressed her lips tight, watching closely.

'Give me a second.'

Message dispatched, Cao Jinse lifted her gaze and spoke.

No one knew the recipient or the content, but in under thirty seconds, before tension built, Luck Sister's phone buzzed on the bar.

Luck Sister shot a quick look at her device.

The 'Rich Beyond Measure' case shone bright.

No thumping DJ beat; the tune was refined classical melody.

Luck Sister stretched for the phone, lifting it gradually.

Father calling.

Since assuming company reins, her parents had eased into retirement, savoring life without interruptions for ten days or half a month.

Lately, vacationing in Hainan; by their routine, they'd be asleep now.

Luck Sister's brow furrowed as she hit accept.

'Lou Meili, you wild child, what mischief are you stirring now!'

The phone blasted with unusual volume, making Luck Sister pull it back slightly.

'Say something, don't just clam up!'

Spot on.

Like father, like daughter.

'Dad, what's up?'

'What's up? Your old man finally retired in peace, and you're making waves. A proper CEO wasting nights in clubs—get home now, your mom and I'll fly back tomorrow!'

The club's racket must've carried over.

Luck Sister came off as bold and somewhat defiant, yet she held deep respect for her parents, staying silent amid the scolding.

'Understood.'

'Right away, this instant—half an hour. If I video you and you're not home, you'll see!'

Call dropped.

Luck Sister set the phone down, gripping it, and turned to Cao Jinse.

'If Luck Sister has pressing matters, please go ahead.'

Always courteous.

'...'

Luck Sister paused, words caught, then mustered a grin.

'Can we still swap contacts?'

'Sure thing.'

Cao Jinse fetched her phone smoothly, displaying her QR code first.

Luck Sister scanned and fired off a request.

'All set.'

Cao Jinse placed the phone aside, adding, 'Want to add him as well?'

Generosity without limits.

Even bold Luck Sister managed a smile more strained than tears.

'No need.'

No surprise she's a top-tier businesswoman.

Cao Jinse didn't push, 'Farewell, Luck Sister.'

'Farewell, Luck Sister.'

Surprisingly, Boss Jiang joined in too.

'...'

Cao Jinse shot him a side-eye.

'Enjoy your drinks slowly.'

Luck Sister rose, vacated her spot, aimed for the exit, and gave scant nods to well-wishers—likely her earliest departure ever.

Not even ten o'clock.

The night's real energy was kicking off.

Parking area.

The driver crouched near the Maybach, puffing a smoke. Spotting the boss emerge, he faltered, then checked his watch on reflex.

What's brewing?

Whatever it was, the driver—eyeing an early night off—stubbed the cig and jumped up to swing open the door.

'Luck Sister!'

Boss's standing order.

Off-duty, always this address.

High-class Luck Sister, lost in thought, overlooked her loyal driver and slipped inside.

'Bang.'

Door shut, driver hustled to the front.

'Luck Sister, heading where?'

Engine on, seatbelt clicked, he held off driving, twisting to ask.

So soon.

Boss might have plans.

'Home.'

'...Alright.'

Driver faced forward and sped away.

The graceful classical melody chimed once more before the Maybach cleared the lot.

Distressed Luck Sister snatched the phone.

Father again.

Quick turnaround.

Not even half an hour passed.

'Dad.'

'Out now?'

The billion-dollar empire founder's tone had calmed, smooth and deep, like he'd switched voices.

'Yes.'

Luck Sister peered ahead, 'Dad, who tipped you off?'

'You tell me?'

'No clue. Some young lady; I just flirted with her guy.'

'I've warned you—play if you must, but rein it in, even for fun. Rumors spread ugly. You're a woman, after all.'

Luck Sister sank into the seat, breathed out, shifted topics, 'Dad, I didn't cross her; we even friended each other.'

A brief quiet on the line.

'Her name?'

'Not sure. She claimed the guy as her sponsor—probably kidding.'

Luck Sister summed up her side briefly for her father.

'Dad, you recognize her?'

'How? She kept it vague. Just checked on you.'

Luck Sister laughed softly.

'Calling late to ask about me.'

As Qicai Technology's creator, he had vast connections. Tonight's informant was clearly elite.

'I've said it since you were small: this is Kyoto, Shen Zhou's heart. No matter your success, stay humble here.'

'Should I apologize in person?'

'They didn't demand it, so leave it. Hold onto her contact.'

'Got it.'

For no clear reason, Luck Sister felt a pang of regret—should've friended that 'brother' sooner.

Jiang something, right?