I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2371 - 1502: Prisoners of Human Nature

It was only natural for Pei Yunxi to protest when her fundamental rights were brazenly infringed upon, stating, "Don't push things too far."

"You see? You're just playing dumb with me. Deceiving me," Jiang Chen responded, his expression suggesting that everything unfolded precisely as he had anticipated.

Truly.

A fierce urge to lash out, to grab a cushion and repeatedly strike that infuriatingly arrogant face, surged within her. Yet, it was merely a fleeting thought.

Despite his typically unassuming demeanor, this man was, in reality, far more formidable than any powerful figure she had ever encountered.

Hmm.

Pei Yunxi couldn't help but admit that a sense of admiration was slowly blossoming within her for this man, who was even younger than herself.

Recalling their initial encounter.

He was merely an innocent university student, a senior to a junior girl.

A wave of surreal absurdity washed over Pei Yunxi, momentarily lost in thought.

"You can't bring yourself to do it, can you?"

"I just can't bear to..."

The words nearly slipped out, but she managed to catch them just in time.

Pei Yunxi, always meticulously maintaining her flawless public image for the media, took a calming breath to regain her composure.

"You only know how to bully women, don't you?"

Seeing her delay tactics were futile, she resorted to feigning vulnerability once more.

Jiang Chen offered a silent nod, his expression conveying an "Oh, you're so incredibly perceptive" sentiment.

Pei Yunxi clenched her jaw.

"Do you really believe you'll find someone superior once you leave me?"

Jiang Chen deftly shifted the topic, his tone taking on a heart-to-heart quality.

The current ambiance was indeed quite conducive to open confessions.

Pei Yunxi remained quiet.

"Don't hold back; speak your mind. Share your true feelings."

Those were his own words.

Pei Yunxi, no longer concerned about his feelings, stated bluntly, "Why wouldn't I? Wealth, power, and status are not prerequisites for happiness."

Hmm.

A remarkably objective statement.

Not an emotionally charged retort.

For such a fair perspective, one shouldn't conflate different concepts; facts ought to be acknowledged.

He nodded slowly and deliberately.

"While wealth, power, and status may not guarantee happiness, consider why our nation's treasures end up in foreign exhibition halls. An innocent individual possessing such artifacts is deemed a criminal; without the might to safeguard them, women like you can never truly attain peace and security."

Listening to him.

Why did it sound like a peculiar form of sweet talk?

"Take a look in the mirror. You are not like ordinary women. Times evolve, yet the fundamental principles and logic governing the world remain constant; you should grasp this quite well."

Jiang Chen then proposed, "I have a suggestion: disfigurement. Are you willing?"

"Why don't you disfigure yourself first?"

Pei Yunxi shot back immediately.

Indeed, beauty is often perceived as the ultimate original sin.

But was it truly her fault?

Jiang Chen simply shrugged.

"Are you the only powerful individual in this world?" Pei Yunxi swiftly pivoted, her quick wit evident.

Jiang Chen let out a soft chuckle.

"Yes. Heroes abound in this world like carp in a river, but I am your first man. This fact remains immutable."

Concise.

To the point!

"After you leave me, you will encounter countless others, but I assure you, no one else will genuinely care for you as I do."

Pei Yunxi's eyes flickered, yet she offered no further objection.

Faced with irrefutable truths, any argument seemed to lose its color and strength.

She was a woman.

And a woman envied by legions.

Therefore, she understood better than most what men desired and what held the greatest value for women.

Just as she had stated at the outset.

Her most precious possession had already been taken.

The air grew heavy with silence.

Jiang Chen reached for his cup again, projecting an aura of calm profundity, only to discover it was empty.

Oops.

His carefully struck pose was entirely in vain.

He rose to refill his drink, but upon his return, the cup was unexpectedly snatched away.

Pei Yunxi downed a large gulp, utterly disregarding any sense of personal hygiene.

"In essence, each of us is a prisoner of our own human nature,"

Jiang Chen softly concluded their intimate exchange.

"If you wish to depart from CX Entertainment, that is perfectly acceptable."

"Does it truly signify anything?"

Hmm.

Simply leaving CX Entertainment held little significant consequence.

Pei Yunxi cradled the water cup, her emotions no longer turbulent. She was certainly not one to be easily swayed by feelings, possessing a clear comprehension of her own destiny.

Having risen to prominence in the entertainment sphere through sheer determination, how could she possibly be ignorant of the world or human nature?

The outburst earlier was likely instigated solely by someone deliberately provoking her.

"Will you marry me?"

"..."

Had any ordinary man heard such a question, he would undoubtedly be stunned or feel as though his ancestors had been struck by divine intervention. However, Jiang Chen calmly and candidly replied, "No."

"Apart from that particular document, I can provide you with anything else your heart desires."

How brazen.

Yet, there's an undeniable openness to it.

It must be him.

Many women might feel touched, but Pei Yunxi had weathered countless attempts dressed in gilded allure.

"Then, forfeit your life."

"..."

Jiang Chen let out a small cough, unfazed. "Life is also off the table."

Pei Yunxi lifted her cup, a subtle curve gracing her lips.

"You're not angry anymore."

Jiang Chen attempted to placate her.

Pei Yunxi remained quiet.

Despite his current shift in approach, his ingrained skills as a devoted follower remained. He seized the opportunity, inching closer.

Pei Yunxi showed no reaction.

Jiang Chen, wholly embracing the idea of pushing his luck, advanced further. Forget three steps; mere inches now separated them, completely obliterating the comfortable personal space expected in a normal relationship.

However, their association hadn't been ordinary for quite some time, only unrevealed to the public eye.

If Pei Yunxi truly intended to retaliate against someone, she possessed ample means.

To challenge a formidable opponent, one must rally broader support.

Much like rivals in the industry, one could openly declare online they'd found a special someone and even reveal the man's identity. Given her fame and standing, what could mere power and influence truly accomplish against such a deluge?

The overwhelming tide of public sentiment would surely take sides decisively.

Pei Yunxi's continued silence undoubtedly emboldened him. Not content with just being close, he even raised his hand, letting it rest upon her yoga pants.

Smooth, soft.

Hardly different from touching her thigh directly.

Jiang Chen sighed, feigning a need for justification—he couldn't simply take liberties without a plausible reason.

Pei Yunxi, however, showed no pretense.

"Does it feel good?"

Jiang Chen faltered at her directness, realizing subtlety was no longer necessary.

"Better to be loving ducks than detached immortals."

As he spoke, his hand continued its deliberate caress against her yoga pants.

He mused.

If she were to truly leave him, and another man dared to act like this... it would surely drive him mad.

"Splash..."

A sudden spray of clear water struck his face, drenching him entirely.

Pei Yunxi stood up.

"Disgusting!"

Was this the intended atmosphere?

Jiang Chen raised his hand, wiping the water from his countenance.

The brief moment of sensation was worth it; being splashed—a price gladly paid.

Let anyone else attest to it.

If they could swap places.

Never mind cold water—even scalding liquid would be a bargain!

Pei Yunxi watched his every move, poised to flee at a moment's notice, yet he didn't unleash his predatory instincts. With calm composure, he retrieved a napkin from the table, wiping his hand.

"Bring a towel over,"

Jiang Chen requested, unbuttoning his collar due to the dampness.

"No."

Jiang Chen tilted his head slightly.

The imposing Pei Yunxi refused to back down, meeting his gaze with her captivating eyes.

Jiang Chen silently withdrew his stare.

Just as Pei Yunxi started to lower her guard, feeling a flicker of sympathy and considering fetching a towel herself, someone suddenly surged forward, exploiting her momentary lapse in attention, and embraced her like a ravenous tiger.

Naturally, Pei Yunxi wouldn't concede; she struggled with all her might.

"Bang."

They tumbled onto the sofa, entwined like writhing serpents.

Pei Yunxi's face flushed as she scrambled forward, lashing out with her foot at the despicable man.

An instinctive reaction—without regard for the target—resulted in her foot, clad in a long white sock, landing squarely on Jiang Chen's wet face.

It served as a makeshift towel.

Pei Yunxi maintained a sense of propriety; realizing her misstep, she promptly attempted to retract her foot. After all, a man's face represented his dignity. However, at that critical juncture, her entire body tensed.

Her forefoot was unmistakably caught by a set of hard teeth, rendering her unable to pull free.

"Pervert!"

Her cheeks burned, her composure shattered, and she let out a piercing scream.