I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2219 - 1415: Fierce at Home!

What is your opinion and the underlying logic here?

Considering the relationship between friends and partners, digging into someone else’s finances feels fundamentally wrong.

A wife would be a different story entirely.

"To provide free schooling for every child, think of the massive expense!"

Youmao tucked away her firearm and began tallying numbers on her fingers. "At present, there are roughly two hundred thousand kindergartens nationwide. If each incurs a cost of one million, providing universal free education would exceed two trillion annually! My goodness!"

Youmao’s projections were quite loose, especially since Boss Jiang’s vision wasn’t meant to be so grand or erratic. His plan was rooted in a gradual rollout, starting with his personal real estate venture. While the costs wouldn’t be as inflated as Youmao feared, they would undoubtedly remain staggering.

"Young Master, he isn't planning to solicit funds from you, is he?"

After the math settled, a sudden realization struck Youmao.

It was, in fact, entirely plausible.

"Are you suggesting he has his sights set on my meager salary?"

"Young Master toils so intensely to scrape together his wealth; you mustn't allow him to swindle it away."

When it came to choosing between family and an outsider, Youmao drew a clear line.

"That man behaves with such reckless abandon, like some self-styled hero. Brother, if he truly intends to request your financial backing, you absolutely must refuse."

It wasn't about harboring a villainous perspective toward others.

Princess Cao was focused solely on what was most advantageous for Mr. Jiang.

Even a hero isn't indestructible; should they shoulder a burden too heavy, they risk being crushed to dust.

"What motive would I have to grant him any loan?"

Cao Xiugo’s deflective question left Cao Jinse speechless.

"Indeed. He isn't particularly close to the Young Master. If he seeks a loan, he ought to appeal to the Young Lady instead."

"I possess no funds."

Cao Jinse declared this with finality, making it clear that Jiang Chen shouldn't have been expecting a handout from her.

"Provided he is capable of repaying the debt, a loan isn't entirely off the table."

Cao Xiugo’s demeanor shifted once more.

"Young Master, didn't you just ask, why bother lending anything..."

Youmao’s wide eyes flickered with confusion.

"Jiang Chen’s moral standing is still reliable enough to trust."

"It is not a question of morality."

Cao Jinse countered, "Brother, you share no blood connection with him; what justification do you have for financing him? Even if you provided the funds, what would the public assume? Furthermore, you would not be assisting him, but hindering him. He would only grow more reckless and detached from reality."

"Exactly! The Miss is completely correct!"

Youmao nodded with vigor.

In the final analysis, it hinges on a single concept.

—Status.

"I presented him with a specific condition today."

Cao Xiugo certainly had no intention of concealing this from his sister, particularly since he had to account for the possibility that the other party might actually accept.

A certain level of mental fortitude would be required.

"A condition?"

Cao Jinse gazed at him, perplexed.

"If he is prepared to end things with his current girlfriend, I am willing to consent to your engagement."

"..."

"..."

Youmao’s pupils dilated until they were like saucers, utterly dumbfounded.

Cao Jinse was far from composed, essentially being the primary victim of this declaration.

"Have you both lost your senses!"

Following the stunned silence came an explosion of utter shock.

A look of unprecedented intensity crossed Cao Jinse’s typically composed features as she stared at her brother in disbelief.

Throughout her life, regardless of the circumstances, her brother had acted as her anchor—the safe haven where she could seek refuge. She could never have predicted he would orchestrate something this bizarre.

It wasn't just about her brother behaving like a madman.

No rational individual would propose such a thing, would they?!

"Young Master... you are joking with us, right?"

Youmao posed the question with cautious hesitation.

Cao Xiugo maintained his steady gaze, offering no response.

Observing his composure, it was clear.

This was no jest.

Youmao’s internal state was in disarray as she cast a nervous glance toward her mistress.

Even so... but...

While she sensed there was chemistry between Jiang Chen and the Miss... wasn't this move far too abrupt, too sudden?

And, surprisingly, it wasn't the lady who required convincing, but the Young Master himself?

Youmao was besieged by complex emotions, her thoughts spiraling into a whirlpool.

Who claimed this had nothing to do with her!

She functioned as a pillar of this household as well.

Is the family actually destined to acquire a brand new member?!

"Brother, did you bother to request my permission?"

"Is that not what I am engaging in at this very moment?"

"You are not seeking my counsel; you are informing me of a decision already made!"

It was hardly Cao Jinse’s fault; any woman would lose her composure when confronted with such news.

"And demanding he break up with Li Shuru? Brother, what sort of maneuver is that? It is nothing short of archaic, feudal conduct!"

Li Shuru.

The name sounded fresh and remained easy to recall.

Cao Xiugo remained stoic, "So, I take it that is a refusal..."

"I am certainly refusing!"

Cao Jinse cut him off before he could continue, "Brother, you do not have the right to curate my existence!"

Without further words, Cao Jinse spun around and departed, vanishing from their sight in an instant.

Strained sibling dynamics are common enough in large houses, yet they were an anomaly within the Cao Family.

Unaccustomed to such tension, Youmao stood frozen, feeling incredibly awkward and uncertain of her next move.

Having rarely engaged in such heated confrontations with his younger sister, Cao Xiugo appeared indifferent, though as he stood in the fading twilight, he exhaled a quiet sigh.

"Go check on the Miss."

"Young Master, are you doing alright?"

Youmao didn't depart immediately, choosing to ask with lingering concern.

Cao Xiugo chuckled, "Your mistress is only fierce within the safety of home."

"The Miss does not intend to be harsh toward you. Please don't take it to heart. It was merely too unexpected, a sudden shock that she couldn't process immediately."

This little rabbit.

She usually acted like a carefree, meddlesome child, yet on occasion, she displayed a maturity that allowed her to act as a bridge between the Young Master and his sister.

Cao Xiugo nodded.

"Go on, offer her some comfort."

"Understood."

Confirming that Cao Xiugo was stable, Youmao began walking slowly in the direction Cao Jinse had taken, eventually shifting into a brisk jog.

"Miss, oh, Miss..."

In the courtyard to the side.

Cao Jinse was perched on the swing she had frequented since childhood; her temperament had reclaimed its calm, even leaving the courtyard gate unlatched.

Youmao entered without a struggle, froze upon spotting her, and then approached with great care.

"It isn't my fault, is it?"

Cao Jinse gripped the ropes of the swing, her gaze fixed on the courtyard wall as she lost herself in contemplation.

"Of course not, this is not the Miss's fault in the slightest!"

Youmao declared, keeping her tone low even though she knew the Young Master was out of earshot, "The Young Master was in the wrong this time; he failed to engage the Miss in conversation, which was a clear lack of respect."

A sudden smile dawned on Cao Jinse’s lips.

"He is acting out of a desire for my wellbeing, after all."

She looked toward Youmao as she spoke.

"Little rabbit, have I reached such a decrepit age?"

"Huh?"

"Why is my brother in such a frantic hurry to marry me off?"

So that was the root of her frustration.

Youmao rolled her eyes.

"Miss, the Young Master is likely not in a hurry to cast you aside, but rather..."

"Rather what?"

"You must promise not to punish me for saying it."

Cao Jinse hesitated briefly.

"Speak your mind."

Youmao inhaled deeply, her chest rising and falling like a small dove fluttering its wings, gathering the necessary bravery, "The Young Master likely hopes to secure your lasting happiness."

Cao Jinse remained unruffled; she didn't rise to demand Youmao lie upon the swing.

"So you are suggesting that, apart from that man, no one else is capable of granting me joy?"

Youmao waved her hands frantically.

"No, no, no... Miss, please do not misunderstand. That wasn't my intent. It is just the Young Master’s perspective; wait, that isn't it either..."

She trailed off, overwhelmed by her own incoherence.

Cao Jinse didn't press for further clarification.

"Ah!"

A startled cry erupted from behind them yet again.

"What is the meaning of this shouting?"

"I completely forgot to inquire if Jiang Chen actually agreed to the terms!"