I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2226 - 1419: Life Is Like a Play

"I have the urge to pulverize her!"

Youmao, feeling utterly played for a fool, returned with a heavy heart. Reflecting on how those guards had treated her like an insolent child left her seething with genuine fury.

However, she was not Hu Die.

Hu Die stemmed from humble origins.

Youmao, on the other hand, belonged to a prestigious lineage.

Naturally, she possessed internal principles and knew the limits of her conduct.

Even though she desperately hungered to launch those exasperating guards into the clouds to serve as kite tails, she managed to stifle her volcanic temper.

The guards themselves were innocent, merely executing their duties with misplaced kindness.

The true target of her resentment was unmistakably clear.

That wretched Hu Die!

It was no coincidence that she had been mentored by Xiao Songzi.

Her cunning and insidious nature were identical to his!

"Who exactly has earned your ire? Perhaps I can provide some assistance."

A nosy, intrusive voice suddenly echoed from behind her.

Youmao shifted her gaze to the side; her gloomy demeanor remained unchanged, as she clearly held little affection for this individual either.

"Speak your piece! What is your name?"

The mysterious Young Prince Ye remarked with a bold tone, projecting an air of unyielding commitment.

His sense of justice was oddly touching.

Yet, Youmao was entirely unmoved; while she could have manipulated the Young Prince to serve as an expendable thug, she chose not to let matters become more convoluted.

"You? Far too pathetic."

She retorted before continuing onward, dismissing the Young Prince as if he were a complete stranger on the street.

The slighted Ye Tingxuan merely shrugged his shoulders.

He could hardly argue, as her assessment held a kernel of truth.

He was well aware of the terrifying power hidden within that petite frame.

After parting ways with the Young Prince, Youmao arrived back at the Jiuding Group’s Strategic Chief Engineer’s office. Seeing the absence of the young lady, her pent-up frustration finally boiled over.

She let out a frustrated wail, wildly clawing at her own hair until her thick locks were in total disarray, before lumbering toward the sofa like a zombie. She collapsed, draped her hair over her face to hide from the world, and lapsed into silence.

She remained there for an indeterminate amount of time until the office occupant finally returned. Princess Cao, oblivious to the disheveled heap on the sofa, sat at her desk, deeply immersed in her tasks.

"Miss."

The sudden interruption startled Cao Jinse, forcing her to look up and confront a face completely enshrouded in hair.

Youmao sat upright, making no attempt to fix her messy appearance.

"Lock Hu Die away immediately; she belongs in a cage."

"When did you manage to return?"

Cao Jinse felt both surprised and mildly amused.

Only then did Youmao brush her hair aside, muttering, "She is so utterly despicable."

"Who? Hu Die?"

Youmao’s eyes clouded over, and she offered no further comment.

"Whatever prompted a confrontation with her?"

Princess Cao inquired with casual curiosity.

"I went to track Jiang Chen..."

"Tracking him?"

Cao Jinse interrupted, "Who authorized you to shadow him?"

The situation was clear enough.

Princess Cao remained true to her nature, never indulging in underhanded tactics. Once again, Youmao had taken initiative on her own accord without waiting for orders.

"This is the final day."

Youmao turned her head to observe the sunset through the floor-to-ceiling glass wall. "The sun is dipping below the horizon."

Cao Jinse remained unperturbed. "Did you ever attempt to hand in blank exam papers during your youth?"

Youmao drew her gaze back, wearing a look of confusion.

"A blank page serves as its own form of response," Cao Jinse added, her voice tranquil.

"Miss, do you even realize what Jiang Chen is currently doing? He is busy courting another woman."

Youmao candidly reported her findings from the day. "He actually went to the Thirteen Tombs to fly a kite—how incredibly romantic!"

Without waiting for a reaction—or perhaps no longer expecting one—Cao Jinse surprised her; she didn't slam the desk, but instead, she began to laugh.

Indeed.

Given the circumstances.

She actually found it amusing.

Youmao felt perplexed, wondering if she had been overly harsh.

Had the Miss been pushed past her limit? Was something wrong with her composure?

"Miss, are you alright? Why are you laughing?"

Youmao asked tentatively, her eyes brimming with genuine concern.

"Because the scenario you described is simply absurd."

The corners of Cao Jinse’s lips curled into an unbreakable smile. "Flying a kite, yes, it is rather romantic indeed."

"Miss, does this not anger you?"

Youmao could not comprehend the reaction.

If she were in those shoes, she would have long ago reached for a weapon to dispose of the problem permanently.

"Would my anger serve any purpose? Can it resolve the underlying issue?"

Youmao was left speechless, wanting to argue, but settling for, "...But it is inherently unfair. Miss has sacrificed so much for him, even involving the Young Lord, yet he continues to play the fool, dodging the Miss at every turn."

Cao Jinse appeared nonchalant, her tone soft. "Since when has fairness existed in this world? Especially when it concerns the heart."

The complexities of romance were lost on Youmao, but her unwavering loyalty remained steadfast.

She rose from the sofa.

"He should either reject the Young Lord explicitly, but this ambiguous dragging is pure bullying! It seems he wants to reap the benefits of the Miss's support without assuming any responsibility!"

Tsk.

Humans are indeed creatures of learned behavior.

Cao Jinse smiled faintly, offering a subtle nod. "Hmm, it does sound rather greedy, doesn't it?"

"If people endure hardship, they will face endless hardship! If they accept petty grievances, they will be met with endless slights! Miss, you shouldn't continue to indulge him; the more you yield, the more he oversteps the line! Today he flies a kite at the Thirteen Tombs; tomorrow, he might decide to do it right outside our office!"

Youmao clenched her fists, "I am going to beat him until his face is a swollen pig, and then we shall see how he goes about courting women."

"Are you two not good friends? Are you truly capable of such an act?"

"My loyalty belongs to the Miss!"

Youmao emphasized her stance before adding, "Especially with Duanmu away; if Duanmu were here, I suppose I wouldn't be able to lay a finger on him."

Cao Jinse chuckled while shaking her head.

"What are you, some sort of landlord deciding who prospers or falls based on their obedience? Though he is an annoyance, he has assisted us significantly. Between him and me, it is difficult to determine who owes whom more."