I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2400 - 1518: Luck

Jiang Huazi didn't need to ask; Fang Weiguo spoke first, stating, "Hmm, as long as the two kids are happy, matters like bride price aren't important."

Pan Hui silently concurred.

Jiang Huazi let out a sigh and a bitter smile simultaneously, "But how many girls in the world are as kind as Qing Qing, and how many families are as understanding and sensible as Brother Fang and Sister Pan?"

"There will be. Don't you think so?"

Not wanting this youngster to marvel at his situation for too long, Jiang Chen steered the conversation elsewhere.

Hong Xiaoyu secretly grumbled about his cousin's lack of loyalty but nodded gravely on the surface. "Well! While girls as wonderful as Sister Fang Qing are indeed rare, there must surely be more than one."

Jiang Huazi chuckled, playfully nudging his son, "Then why don't you try telling your girlfriend that she doesn't need to ask for a bride price?"

Mere moments after speaking with such confidence, Hong Xiaoyu's face suddenly contorted with awkwardness, leaving him speechless.

Still so immature.

He truly can't compare to his brother.

"Feeling a bit scared, aren't you? All that bragging just now."

Jiang Huazi continued to tease his son.

"Mom, I think I smell something burning. Did your soup cook too long?"

"Oh dear."

Jiang Huazi hurriedly rose and hurried towards the kitchen.

Several families who had known each other for many years were gathered in a cozy apartment, their time filled with laughter and warmth.

"He's learning to be clever now."

The brothers entered the room.

The Fang family was relaxing, chatting and watching television in the living room.

"We're all adults now, gotta be smooth, right, bro?"

Hong Xiaoyu mimed adjusting a tie.

"You still haven't informed your parents?"

Jiang Chen leaned against the computer desk.

"Informed them about what?"

"About your relationship."

"I already told them." Hong Xiaoyu sounded perplexed.

"Stop playing dumb. Have your parents found out about Xue Ling's background?"

Hong Xiaoyu slowly shook his head. "...Not yet."

"Then why haven't you told them?"

"Bro, how can I even say it? My mom might faint from shock."

Jiang Chen let out a soft chuckle.

Nevertheless, his concerns were understandable.

The disparity in their family backgrounds was truly immense. Duan Xueying could be considered a top-tier beauty among the affluent in the province, perhaps even across the central region. To an ordinary family, she was akin to the moon in the sky—utterly unattainable.

"In that case, if you don't tell them, find some time to bring her over to meet them. River City isn't that far; it's also a way to demonstrate your commitment."

"Easy for you to say. Bro, you're talking from a position of privilege, completely detached from the difficulty."

Jiang Chen playfully raised his hand, as if to flick Hong Xiaoyu's forehead. Despite knowing Jiang Chen couldn't actually strike him, Hong Xiaoyu still instinctively flinched back a step.

"How am I detached? This is a golden opportunity."

"Then why didn't you bring your wife back yourself when you returned?"

Jiang Chen was momentarily silenced, his expression shifting slightly. "...My circumstances are different from yours."

Hong Xiaoyu didn't press the matter further, changing the subject. "Bro, I heard from Mom that Brother Tie Jun is getting married?"

"Yes."

"When's the banquet? Let me tag along! Brother Tie Jun didn't even invite me."

"Why would he invite you?"

Jiang Chen laughed.

"I consider him like a brother too. I'm working now; I can afford to give a gift."

"..."

Jiang Chen's smile didn't falter. "He simply doesn't want your wedding gift. Besides, if he didn't invite you, how could I possibly take you with me?"

"Why not? Bringing a guest to a banquet isn't that unusual, right? You're single anyway, not bringing anyone home."

To avoid further provoking his cousin, Hong Xiaoyu quickly added, "I genuinely wish to witness Brother Tie Jun's happiness."

"You rascal!"

Jiang Chen retorted immediately, "If you want to go, tell Brother Tie Jun yourself. I'm not exactly alone; Sister Fang Qing and Brother Zili will be there."

"Isn't Brother Zili in prison?"

"He wasn't arrested for murder or arson."

"Did you get him out, bro?"

"Sister Fang Qing did."

Hong Xiaoyu suddenly grew quiet, his gaze fixing on Jiang Chen with a profound, ambiguous look.

"...Bro, allow me to say something, please don't be angry."

"Be quiet."

Jiang Chen's response was decisive.

However, others had grown up; they no longer obeyed orders like children. Although he had tried to avoid it, Hong Xiaoyu bravely ventured, "Is this the reason you didn't bring your wife back – to avoid embarrassment?"

"Who would feel embarrassed? Your Sister Fang Qing and she are well acquainted."

"It's different."

Hong Xiaoyu inquired, "Sister Fang Qing is well-acquainted with her, but that's within Sha City. Do Brother Tie Jun and the others know her? Also, your old friends here..."

Indeed.

It differs from being away from home.

This is his native place, holding his past, his past acquaintances, and past occurrences.

Possibly.

This is also the reason why he never brought it up, and Li Shuru didn't proactively suggest visiting.

Noticing his cousin remained quiet, Hong Xiaoyu approached and, in a slightly defiant motion, gently placed a hand on his cousin's shoulder, offering a sympathetic sigh.

"Bro, I totally get you."

Jiang Chen seized the moment, straightened up, and with a clench of his fingers, playfully tapped Hong Xiaoyu's head.

"You understand nothing."

Within the living area.

Mr. and Mrs. Fang were engaged in conversation while observing the television.

And Fang Qing?

On the balcony.

Engaged in a phone conversation.

"Apologies, Sister Fang Qing, I just checked my phone. Six thousand bucks, correct?"

It was Li Shuru initiating the call.

The world certainly holds a multitude of wonderful women.

Consider this instance.

Li Shuru demonstrates far more reasonableness and courtesy compared to certain others.

"Yes."

"I shall transfer it to you immediately. Sister Fang Qing, don't let him off the hook for being so frugal with this minor sum."

bucks.

For Fang Qing, this sum was insignificant.

Not to mention that Li Shuru, who effectively managed Tianci Capital, considered it trivial.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to state that if a pristine ten-thousand-dollar bill were to fall on the ground, it wouldn't be worth the effort for this Tianci executive to stoop and retrieve it.

Yet, she made a specific call.

Fang Qing's approach to collect the debt demonstrated a degree of respect for her standing.

And her initiating the call was also an act of deference.

"Why didn't you come together?"

Fang Qing gazed out at the surrounding neighborhood from the balcony.

"Busy."

Li Shuru emitted a soft chuckle.

"Surely you could take a day or two off; aren't Luo Peng and the others available?"

"But..."

"He didn't extend an invitation to me."

"His memory is poor; if you don't remind him of something, he tends to overlook it."

"Sister Fang Qing is absolutely correct; I've come to realize that now."

With that, Li Shuru let out a sigh, "Perhaps next time. Sister Fang Qing, kindly convey my heartfelt congratulations to Brother Tie Jun on his upcoming marriage."

Fang Qing's lips pressed together; she felt an urge to say more but restrained herself, responding simply, "Alright."

"I'll forward the funds to Sister Fang Qing. We'll meet again in East Sea."

What a remarkable young woman.

As the call concluded, even before Fang Qing could put down her phone, a notification of a successful fund transfer chimed.

Fang Qing cast a casual glance, clutched her phone, and quietly gazed out through the glass at the serene Sha City.

In reality.

She ought to express gratitude to the other party.

"Who was that?"

A voice emerged from behind.

The brothers had concluded their personal discussion and emerged from the room, unwilling to keep their guests waiting indefinitely.

Hong Xiaoyu had gone to attend to Mr. and Mrs. Fang. Meanwhile, someone lacking discernment, having overheard Uncle Fang mention Fang Qing's phone call and observed her pensive gaze on the balcony, approached her.

"Li Shuru."

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Chen's expression shifted subtly, accompanied by a twinge of regret for speaking.

Nevertheless, having initiated the interaction, he couldn't abruptly withdraw, so he moved closer to Qing Gege.

"Did she return the money to you?"

"Yes."

Fang Qing's demeanor remained composed. "Xiaoyu was correct; there truly are many good women in this world."

Jiang Chen feigned casualness, letting out a chuckle, perhaps unaware of its awkward undertone.

"It's a shame not everyone is as fortunate as I am."

"Do you consider yourself lucky?"

Fang Qing continued to gaze outward, her eyes not shifting.

"Absolutely."

Jiang Chen affirmed with certainty, "I've encountered numerous wonderful women; how could I possibly not be lucky?"

Fang Qing offered a gentle smile.

"And you?"

Jiang Chen tilted his head, inquiring, "What is your assessment of your own luck?"

"Would you prefer the honest truth?"

"Without a doubt."

"If a next life were truly possible, I would ensure you never experience such fortune."

The usually swift-witted Jiang Chen found himself momentarily bewildered, struggling to grasp her meaning.

Fang Qing turned and proceeded towards the living room, passing him without another word.