I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2369 - 1501: PUA (Dragon Boat Blessings) (Part 2)

Jiang Chen didn't bother staring at the yoga pants clinging to her hips; he wasn't that crude.

Furthermore.

He had long since demoted this Eastern Venus from her pedestal; they had even completed their honeymoon phase.

Which part of her physique was he unfamiliar with?

Was there a need for him to cast furtive glances?

"Bang."

Jiang Chen entered the room and firmly shut the door.

"Since when did K.E start developing perfumes?"

Pei Yunxi moved towards the living room, treating him without formality, lifting a glass of water to her lips and taking a sip, "How did you know?"

True beauty is etched in one's essence, not merely their appearance.

Certain actresses tend to become disheveled once they step away from the cameras, appearing even less appealing than average individuals, but this woman... even the simple act of drinking water possessed a cinematic quality, suitable for posters in every frame.

Who on earth proclaimed this world to be fair?

Utter rubbish.

"You utilized Shu Rui as your free advertisement; how could I possibly remain unaware?"

While yoga pants exuded an appealing aesthetic, perfectly accentuating the curve of the legs, their inherent drawback was equally apparent.

Their snug fit offered scant concealment, particularly around the private areas, creating an illusion of attempting to hide yet failing, which could lead to rather awkward situations.

However, Boss Jiang presented himself as a gentleman; his gaze remained unswerving, adhering steadfastly to the principle of "see no evil."

"If you find them displeasing, you are free to discard them."

"That was not my intention."

Jiang Chen offered a smile, remarking, "The aroma is quite pleasant. Quite sophisticated."

He then continued, "Close acquaintances often prove more valuable than distant relatives; as neighbors, we ought to foster greater interaction."

Pei Yunxi regarded him, subtly perceiving a shift in his demeanor.

Distant relatives aren’t as good as close neighbors.

Interact more.

He hadn't exhibited such an "easygoing" disposition previously.

"What? Have you been missing me?"

Noticing her silent, disapproving stare, Jiang Chen playfully teased.

"Do you require anything?"

Pei Yunxi disregarded his question, donning her characteristic cool facade, her protective barrier.

"It's quite alright if you haven't missed me. I, however, have missed you."

Boss Jiang, acting with uncharacteristic boldness, stated as he advanced towards her.

Slightly unnerved by his presence, Pei Yunxi involuntarily took two steps back, uttering, "Disgusting."

She likely intended to convey that his words were overly sentimental or cheesy.

Regardless, Jiang Chen interpreted it precisely in that manner. Consequently, he remained unfazed, replying, "Merely expressing my sincere sentiments."

As he spoke, he cast a glance upwards, inquiring, "Li'er isn't home, is she?"

A lingering sense of modesty persisted.

Women often exhibit such duality.

Resilient externally, yet delicate internally.

No matter how formidable they appear, once a man takes a decisive stance, they tend to become flustered.

Moreover, the two had already achieved perfect harmony.

Naturally.

Certain exceptions warrant consideration.

Such as the venerated Guanyin Bodhisattva.

However, Pei Yunxi, being a top-tier celebrity accustomed to navigating the world, maintained a composure superior to most women, ceasing her retreat as he approached, employing her renowned icy glare as a form of riposte.

"Do have some water."

Pausing at a single step's distance, Jiang Chen halted, reaching out to accept the glass from her grasp.

Witnessing him casually drink from her glass, an act so direct and encroaching, Pei Yunxi not only refrained from anger but experienced a subtle sense of relief.

As if.

Since he had partaken from her glass, he could no longer overtly trouble her.

A perceptive observer, Jiang Chen noted her fleeting expression and chuckled, "What? Have we become strangers after such a brief separation?"

"Shameless!"

Completely grasping the implied meaning, Pei Yunxi could endure it no longer, attempting to sidestep him, but with Jiang's swift reflexes, his hand holding the water glass remained steady, while he extended his other arm.

"Slap."

The application of force was gentle.

Extremely light.

Yet, it caused the yoga pants to subtly ripple.

Do women truly engage in physical activity for their own satisfaction?

Ultimately, does it not merely serve to benefit men?

This remains perplexing.

Pei Yunxi stood frozen for a moment, then abruptly spun around, her exquisitely carved face shifting from pale to blue, then from blue to red – a startling display of complex emotions, especially outside of her professional acting.

This was not an indication of moral laxity.

Rather, Jiang Chen had undergone intense refinement in Kyoto, maturing considerably.

Such actions directed at other women would undoubtedly be deemed sleazy.

But towards his own woman, isn't it simply a playful jest?

Even if the authorities were summoned, they would have no grounds for complaint.

"At the Bazaar Gala, you were engaged in animated conversation with a young man."

Jiang Chen leisurely sipped his water.

Pei Yunxi, her emotions in turmoil, became still, her focus shifting, "Young man? He's older than you."

Oh?

But given Boss Jiang's character, would he be easily embarrassed, dismissing her response?

"You are a married woman. Exercise decorum when you are out."

Truly audacious.

Despite his utter lack of shame, Pei Yunxi, the country's renowned 'cold beauty,' found her expression shifting through a spectrum of colors. Too flustered to ponder the meaning of 'married woman,' she rapidly retorted, "With which eye did you see us chatting merrily?"

"Videos of it are all over the internet, yet you still deny it."

Jiang Chen stated with an air of calm, "That individual will not be making public appearances anymore."

Pei Yunxi's pupils contracted slightly.

Men.

Could they truly alter their demeanor so swiftly?

He had appeared so dignified just moments before.

"I merely exchanged a few pleasantries with him. The seating arrangement was determined by the organizers; was I expected to snub him?" Pei Yunxi explained composedly.

She couldn't quite fathom why an explanation was necessary.

Perhaps it was simply her dislike for being falsely accused.

"Excuses."

Jiang Chen dismissed her words entirely. "I forbid you from smiling at any man, not even a basic courtesy is permitted."

"You...!"

Pei Yunxi felt as though she had somehow boarded a pirate ship. Despite a hiatus, she hadn't entirely left the industry, and in any profession, weren't social etiquettes crucial?

Even ordinary individuals engaged in normal social interactions, didn't they?

By his standards, was that even humanly possible? It sounded more like subjugation!

And the crucial part.

This man wasn't merely issuing threats; he possessed the capability to enforce his words.

"I did not smile at him; we were simply conversing normally. If you remain unconvinced, review the video again." Facing his dominant stance, and to avoid implicating innocent parties, Pei Yunxi felt compelled to suppress her indignation.

For an artist striving to forge their future, considerable effort was required, whereas its ruin could be accomplished by certain individuals with mere words.

Such as the man currently holding sway over her.

"Normal? If it were ordinary, would you be defending him?"

Possessing dominion over others' paths often meant leaving them with no path at all.

It seemed someone was adopting the persona of a particular type of woman.

Pei Yunxi's chest tightened with frustration, a testament to the effectiveness of this tactic. The epitome of human beauty displayed indignation, but more so, a profound helplessness. "Can you not be reasonable?"

It was increasingly starting to resemble... a couple's playful bickering.

"I will let this slide, but you must pledge never to engage in banter with any men, and maintain a distance of at least two steps from them – no, three steps."

Pei Yunxi's chest heaved dramatically as she finally refused to yield.

"Whatever! Do as you please. It has absolutely no bearing on me. If you possess the capability, why not ban the entire entertainment industry?"

Still quite sharp.

Jiang Chen chuckled.

"Upset? I was merely jesting with you."

Pei Yunxi turned away, heading towards the sofa.

Was it truly just a joke?

It ought to be.

Jiang Chen was certainly not petty; in fact, he held women in higher regard than many.

However, his 'jokes' of this nature could easily instill a sense of vigilance in adversaries, causing them to recall his 'jest' in future interactions with the opposite sex, thereby amplifying the emphasis on caution.

Put bluntly.

It was akin to psychological manipulation.

"Seriously, just joking. I offer my sincerest apologies. Please forgive me."

Jiang Chen followed suit.

Still succumbing to softness while resisting hardness.

If he tried the same trick on Lan Peizhi, she would have responded with a swift 'bang bang,' and he would have quickly become compliant.

"Who I converse with is my prerogative. Otherwise, terminate the contract."

Pei Yunxi settled onto the sofa, her voice cold and resolute.

Jiang Chen remained unfazed.

Merely asserting one's right to speak – was that excessive?

Undoubtedly not.

It was hardly even a demand.

"Then, no smiling, is that acceptable?"

"I intend to smile! I will smile whenever I please! Who are you to prevent me!"

Observing the woman on the brink of an emotional outburst, Jiang Chen, holding his glass, could no longer hold back, a foolish grin spreading across his face.

"Boom!"

A sofa cushion flew through the air.

Jiang Chen clutched his shoulder, feigning pain, "Ouch, that hurt."