I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2239 - 1426: Hee Hee~_2

"Mom, maybe you should have another child early on. I can never catch up with you guys in this lifetime. You’re all sly foxes."

Nobody else would dare chat with their parents in this bold way.

"What’s Jiang’s stance?"

Meng Meiling at last raised the question; she hadn’t planned to bring it up at first.

"He said he’d intervene to fix it, but I forbade him, threatening to cut all ties otherwise. Mom, I haven’t done anything wrong, have I? If I let him take over, I’d look like a complete failure. Not only to everyone else; I couldn’t even face myself."

Far beyond mere stubbornness.

Pure pride shone through.

Yet this response clearly soothed Meng Meiling’s worries. After a brief pause, she steered the talk elsewhere.

"Mom’s truly wondering."

"His main girlfriend stays in East Sea for work. So why the sudden dash to Kyoto?"

Sharp and to the point.

Utterly piercing!

Shi Qianxi’s face stiffened, flushed with deep shame.

Sharing a secret understanding differs vastly from having it exposed outright.

"Are you missing a brain cell?"

The next query struck like lightning, catching her completely off guard. Could she really claim she’s like Song Jiang, driven by pure loyalty?

"I’m done talking to you!"

Director Shi ended the call in frustration and irritation, lingered in her hotel suite, drew a long breath, then collapsed onto the couch.

Avoidance isn’t her style at all; her history shows that clearly. Her earlier hesitation about heading to Kyoto—

Hmm.

Partly to dodge the clash.

But the bigger factor.

Lay in the poor timing!

Plus, Mom’s words painted her as the one getting played. Jinhai’s scheme to invest and erect a factory in Kyoto formed a core part of their own strategy. How did outsiders factor in?

Even conceding Mom’s angle, if she led the charge, she’d battle alongside Alexander, while swapping in Li Shuru would knock her out instantly, right?

Remember, she and Li Shuru count as sisters these days!

Thus, be it for duty or personal stakes, she resolved to push forward, refusing to duck the duty.

After a steadying breath, Shi Qianxi’s dazed gaze sharpened, her fists tightened, and she grabbed her phone once more.

"Dad, Mom just called me."

Though divorced, her parents’ split barely touched her life. Jinhai passed seamlessly to her grasp, and she remained their sole darling.

"Did you get scolded?"

Here lies a father’s true worth.

Amid any crisis, no matter its scale, his voice alone melted away the tension.

"You too, right?"

Shi Qianxi shot back.

Shi Zhenhua let out a laugh, "After all these years, I’m used to it."

"Dad, you’ve worked hard."

Those words visibly stunned Shi Zhenhua, who never dreamed his daughter—always Mom’s ally—would... soften toward him.

Well.

It hardly qualified as a full shift.

Still, she could at least feel for him as her dad, no?

Shi Zhenhua laughed warmly, stated deeply, "Hearing that from you, Dad has no regrets even in death. So spill it, does my girl need any help from Dad?"

"Dad, you make it sound like I’m sending you into the fire."

"Haha, you’re Daddy’s little treasure. Even if it’s danger itself, I wouldn’t bat an eye."

Sinking into the plush sofa that engulfed her frame, a grin lit up Shi Qianxi’s features.

"Really?"

"Of course it’s true. Your mom’s stirring trouble again, huh? Ignore her. Qian Qian, your mom adores you, but Dad’s devotion matches hers fully."

Now it turned into a parental showdown.

"Dad, can you drop the cheesiness?"

Shi Qianxi replied with helpless amusement.

"You know, your mom stormed over to grill me at home recently, threatening to reclaim custody if you felt wronged."

Shi Qianxi went silent, utterly choked.

"Custody rights? Dad, are you serious? I’m a grown woman!"

"I slipped up, but that captured her meaning. Qian Qian, you know Dad can’t bear losing you."

Shi Qianxi let out a sigh, burrowed further into the cushions, and instinctively raised her left hand to her brow, "Dad, I didn’t call to pile on stress."

Legends paint Shi Zhenhua as profoundly cunning, ruthless, and terrifying.

But see.

Doesn’t he act just like a playful old kid?

"So just say it, what do you want Dad to handle? I’m aging, not gone. Whenever my daughter calls, Dad will..."

"Keep chattering and I’ll hang up!"

Silence fell instantly on the line.

"Mom wants me to pack and head back to East Sea with the crew."

Shi Qianxi stared at the ceiling, murmuring softly.

"I think she’s onto something, but it still embarrasses me a bit."

"Your mom’s brilliantly sharp. Heeding her won’t lead you astray, yet you’re mature now with your own views. Right choices don’t always bring joy. Thus, Qian Qian, no matter your pick, if it’s truly yours, Dad backs you completely."

Shi Qianxi giggled once more.

"Dad, I haven’t spilled a word, how’d you guess my mind?"

"Whatever’s on your mind, Dad holds no gripes. Your mom faults me for chasing gains, prizing Jinhai above all, and she’s not off base. You know Dad started from zero, much like your new friend Jiang. Jinhai embodies my life’s work and my legacy. I’d lay down my life for it. But Mom’s not fully correct. Jinhai matters more than my life, yet you surpass Jinhai by far."

"Dad, this isn’t some soap opera, why the sudden feels?"

Shi Qianxi chuckled softly.

"My bad. Send my regrets to the audience."

No longer a mere chuckle; Shi Qianxi burst into genuine, joyful laughter this time.

Shi Zhenhua stayed quiet, savoring his daughter’s merry sounds, his face likely mirroring a dad’s bliss outside the maternity ward as his baby emerges.

"Thanks, Dad."

Shi Qianxi’s tone turned utterly light, as though all weights had lifted.

"I’m your Dad; skip the formalities."

Shi Zhenhua’s voice held playful warmth too, "Qian Qian, ease up on the rivalry. Your mom and I share that vice, but skip inheriting it. Absorb our merits alone."

"Dad, taking Mom’s side now?"

Shi Zhenhua merely grinned.

"Sigh~" Shi Qianxi sighed, "I get Mom’s logic, but slinking back without a word means I’d never face folks proudly later. Even without their clout, on my own turf, we ought to stand equal, yeah?"

"Of course."

"So I’ve mulled it. Even returning, I crave that face-off first. They might be anticipating me too."

"Fully decided?"

"Yes, totally set."

A hush lingered on the line before a cautious query emerged.

"Want Dad to ring up Jiang?"

"Dad, that’s your idea of aid?"

Shi Qianxi shot back, "Why’re you echoing Mom—what’s he got to do with it!"

Shi Zhenhua roared with laughter.

"Excellent! That’s my girl, stepping up! Qian Qian, you’re Dad’s greatest joy!"

"Then if the factory deal flops, Dad, no holding it against me."

"Monks chase faith, people chase honor. Why fault you? Cast doubts aside—Dad’s your unbreakable backup!"

"Alright then."

Shi Qianxi exhaled in relief, "Dad’s promise settles me."

"But stay composed—no swearing, no brawls."

"..."

Pure old kid vibes.

Shi Qianxi’s lips curved, she hummed, "I’ll do my best."

"If you fall short, run to Dad— he’ll fight your battles!"

"I wouldn’t bother you."

"Sigh, my girl’s all grown, got another guy to lean on now."

"Hehe~"