I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2185 - 1396: Renal Function (2)

Only the female bartender displayed any surprise.

"I’m sorry."

A stunning woman, seemingly inebriated, lurched forward, encountering no issue while moving past Cao Jinse from behind, yet an incident unfolded as she drew near him.

It proved a minor mishap.

Her hand unintentionally struck his back.

Intoxication often leads to uncontrolled movements, with arms and legs flailing without restraint.

Her male escort promptly offered an apology.

Arrogant fools who err yet behave haughtily remain uncommon, even within bar settings.

"It’s fine."

Easing matters for others ultimately benefits oneself as well. Since it was accidental, there's no reason to dwell on it.

The courteous man steadied his intoxicated partner with regret and departed.

In that instant, recognizing a familiar tone, Cao Jinse at last pivoted, eyeing the stunned Mr. Jiang perched quietly on the tall stool, his face expressionless save for the subtle motion of his lips.

"Why are you back?"

Indeed.

The figure who had lingered there for ages without ordering anything or uttering a word remained Mr. Jiang.

"I just went to the restroom."

"..."

Fine enough.

A simple mix-up.

He had been unfairly suspected.

Regardless of whatever spell Song Chaoge might have cast during their car conversation, it couldn't alter this man's inherent character.

Be it soaring to new heights now or scraping by in modest times before, Boss Jiang consistently embodied true gentlemanly conduct.

Not solely Cao Jinse.

Even toward an irrational figure like Shi Qianxi, he wouldn't abandon her and stride off this evening.

"Why didn’t you say something?"

"Say what?"

Jiang Chen showed confusion.

"Say you’re going to the restroom."

Jiang Chen eyed her, "Even if it’s so-called ’kept’, you can’t just infringe on someone’s rights like that, right? Do I really have to report going to the restroom?"

Reporting a restroom visit truly holds no necessity.

Yet, can terms like "kept" and "rights" legitimately connect?

Without question.

The counterpart acted deliberately enough.

Cao Jinse sensed the teasing but lacked proof.

"Having drunk so much, don’t you feel like going to the restroom?"

Jiang Chen supplemented, or rather clarified.

"Ever suspected it’s your kidney function that’s not working?"

"..."

Jiang Chen fell silent, certainly not from bewilderment.

Shortly before in the East Sea, he underwent an examination.

Lan Peizhi held awareness of it.

The reliability of Blood Guanyin proves solid, maintaining silence without leaks.

As Princess Cao remains unaware, explanation serves no purpose; the results went solely to Pei Yunxi, with no spare copy available.

Moreover, the functionality of one's kidney.

Does mere speech dictate such a verdict?

"How much longer are you going to drink?"

Cao Jinse at last creased her forehead faintly and grumbled, "You’re more nagging than my brother."

"Being out alone, Teacher Cao would worry."

Cao Jinse grinned once more, "You’re overthinking. My brother is likely already having a date with Mr. Sandman by now."

"Finish this drink and let’s head home."

Jiang Chen observed her glass.

Beyond Shi Qianxi, avoid constantly citing Director Shi as precedent; in these scenarios, most females would clash directly, given their emotional essence.

Yet Cao Jinse refrained.

She harbored no resentment, as she swirled the vibrant fluid in her cup with a finger, casting ethereal gleams beneath the illumination.

"Alright, I’ll listen to you."

Jiang Chen stayed hushed, positioned next to her, enduring with patience.

Concerning Song Chaoge, neither uttered a single remark.

How much time does sipping a Mojito require?

Princess Cao demonstrated it demands no less than thirty minutes.

Savoring it this way maximizes value, although Princess Cao had indulged substantially earlier, and establishments enforce minimum spends.

Lingering all night on a single order won't fly for free.

Believe me, the house always comes out ahead.

"Check, please."

True to her pledge, Princess Cao drained her final beverage and rose nonchalantly.

"Just put it on Sister Luck’s tab."

"..."

"..."

Both Cao Jinse and the female bartender lapsed into quiet.

Sister Luck mentioned covering costs, yet she didn't authorize extravagant generosity on your behalf, correct?

"You’re really shameless, aren’t you."

Princess Cao chuckled while chiding, refusing to burden the bartender, determined to settle the account.

"Whew..."

She released a sigh tinged with liquor scent, stepping outward.

During this late-night stretch, vibrancy pulsed. The urban nightlife settled into its familiar beat, bar patrons beginning to relax, some already entwined closely.

Princess Cao upheld her dignity naturally. Despite numerous libations, she truly avoided intoxication—requiring no support, she exited the venue with firm, skilled strides.

"Did you drive?"

"What’s up?"

What’s up?

Isn’t that absurd?

Princess Cao claimed she wandered over, so driving was out, particularly after imbibing.

Cao Jinse fixed him with a direct stare.

Jiang Chen held her look steadily without backing down.

By now, outside the bar, other women might have unleashed endless fits. Still, Princess Cao withheld any outburst. Following a brief gaze standoff at the doorway, she offered a faint grin.

"It’s a bit of trouble, but you need to take me home."

What elegance.

"No need."

Cao Jinse knitted her brows, but before words escaped, a sharp call cut through the illuminated darkness.

"Miss!"

She directed her sight toward the voice.

There, Youmao dashed from the parking area.

Jiang Chen checked the hour.

Spot on.

"Jiang Chen! Long time no see!"

Upon arriving, Youmao boisterously hailed Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen responded with a courteous nod and smile.

"Thanks for the hard work."

"It’s not hard work, it’s what I should do!"

Youmao remained composed, posture erect, subtle curves evident on her bust.

Correct.

This matches typical logic.

Unlike Luo Li’er’s anomalous silhouette, which challenges natural laws.

"Why are you here?"

Cao Jinse addressed her, drawing Youmao’s focus.

"I came to pick up Miss!"

Youmao replied straightforwardly.

"Who sent you?"

As she queried, Cao Jinse promptly faced Jiang Chen, "When did you two hook up?"

"Duanmu has Youmao’s contact."

Mr. Jiang kept it brief.

He had indeed visited the lavatory beforehand.

Simultaneously.

That's when the summons occurred.

Realizing solo handling was impossible, enlisting aid became essential.

"Miss, time to go home!"

Youmao, ignorant of the intricacies, likely viewed her arrival as a triumph.

However, she overlooked.

Much like Sister Luck.

Sudden summons irritate the most.

"I’ll walk home."

Cao Jinse stated curtly.

Having "strolled" to arrive, why not "stroll" to return?

"Walk home?"

Evidently unscripted, Youmao’s gaze brimmed with bewilderment, and she candidly noted, "Walking back from here would take all night!"

Why do fortified strongholds often fall from within?

Insiders wound the most severely.

Youmao’s comment at last breached Cao Jinse’s barriers.

"None of your business!"

Her voice sharpened.

With that, she spun and strode off.

Youmao appeared dazed.

Even attempting a walk, her path veered incorrect; the proper route lay elsewhere.

The diligent rabbit endured a late-night drive, undoubtedly exhausting. Jiang Chen hastened after, seizing Wen Qin’s slender, gem-like wrist.

"Still say you’re not drunk..."

Boss Jiang truly earned his reputation.

Adept at navigating social subtleties.

Offering Princess Cao an ideal escape.

Yet, did Princess Cao seek an escape then?

Obviously not.

Even mechanisms err; how might a human sustain flawless reason eternally?

Cao Jinse appeared to foresee his move. As Jiang Chen clasped her wrist, she fluidly lifted her arm, clamping down on his hand with her teeth.

Firmly.

Upon release, though no blood flowed from Jiang Chen’s hand, twin lines of crisp, orderly bite impressions marked the skin.

Subsequently.

Bestowing Mr. Jiang a contorted look, Princess Cao whirled abruptly and retreated, brushing past the astonished Youmao with haste.

"What are you standing around for; let’s go home!"