I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2409 - 1525: Zhou Xingchi’s Movies

Decades later, as Zhang Zhongquan, a man past forty, found himself humbling and accepting drinks at his cousin's residence after acquiring a run-down property, his thoughts drifted back to that initial visit to his future in-laws with his wife.

Truthfully, he harbored a degree of apprehension towards his wife, particularly given the recent housing issue that made returning home a source of anxiety. However, he firmly believed that if his in-laws had dared to openly discuss his wife's past relationships and even voice regrets in his presence back then, he would have undoubtedly slammed the table in protest!

A hundred percent certainty!

Therefore.

Could this young man, asserting ownership of the Hengsheng Group, possibly be some kind of fantastical creature?

Very well.

He is undoubtedly fabricating his claims.

What social standing does the Geng Family possess? No matter how exceptional the Fang Family's daughter might be, her background is fixed, and certain chasms simply cannot be bridged. When contrasted with the Geng Family, whose wealth rivals that of a nation, the difference is as vast as the heavens and the earth. Even an illegitimate offspring from the Geng Family would be far beyond the reach of the Fang Family's daughter.

Fortunately, it was never something he took to heart anyway.

At the dinner table, well.

A bit of boasting is understandable.

It's simply that young individuals tend to be more impetuous and lack a proper sense of scale, boasting excessively, which now leaves him pondering whether to join in the teasing or to subtly "assist" this young man.

Zhang Zhongquan found himself in a state of considerable distress.

This is because he could clearly observe the Fang Family's evident delight with this young man, parading him around—an action they wouldn't undertake unless they genuinely approved of him. Yet, they were still making a significant issue out of their own daughter's childhood sweetheart...

Does this not present a contradiction?

Has he consumed too much alcohol?

Within Zhang Zhongquan's mind, it was akin to two tiny figures engaged in a fierce battle, pacing back and forth, uncertain of the proper course of action.

"It is truly a regrettable situation."

Very well.

His internal conflict was resolved no longer.

The man himself chose to speak, suddenly projecting an air of calm and collectedness, entirely uncharacteristic of a man in his twenties. Not only did he seem unbothered, but he even offered a smile.

"Were it not for the missed opportunity with Jiang Chen, I would likely not have encountered Fang Qing, such a wonderful girl."

Thus.

The masterpiece is complete!

One only needed to observe Hong Xiaoyu's expression, utterly astonished, displaying a reverence akin to gazing upon a colossal mountain, with only the absence of applause marking the extent of his awe.

At this juncture, he profoundly comprehended that even if his cousin's cultivation remained stagnant, he would never attain the level his cousin now occupied throughout his entire life.

Pan Hui could not help but offer a wry smile, experiencing for a fleeting moment an illusory sensation that "this Jiang Chen is not that Jiang Chen.".

It was as if—this Jiang Chen was genuinely the boyfriend the daughter had brought home, while that other Jiang Chen, they merely bore a resemblance...

Even she, who possessed knowledge of the underlying details, began to feel perplexed, let alone Zhang Zhongquan, whom Jiang Huazi regarded as a complete simpleton.

He remained oblivious to the man's act, yet was simply astounded by his sheer magnanimity.

This is truly beyond all possible understanding.

Could such a broad-minded individual exist in this world?

As a man himself, he found it utterly unbelievable!

This young fellow is still performing, just in a different guise!

A single instance might be understandable; showing deference to the Fang Family and refraining from exposing him, but to persist with this charade might be stretching credulity too far.

Does he genuinely believe this to be his own domain?

"Do you happen to know Jiang Chen?"

He inquired.

Hong Ou and his wife exchanged peculiar glances.

Particularly Hong Ou.

To a certain extent, his status was that of a complete outsider, a guest whose presence justified closing the establishment for the evening.

This dinner was indeed magnificent.

"Qing Qing mentioned him to me."

Qing Qing.

The very way it was uttered conveyed an intimate familiarity.

Fang Qing maintained a neutral expression, likely replaying every somber moment of her past life in her mind.

This young man, could it be that the Fang Family's daughter had subjected him to PUA?

Zhang Zhongquan could not suppress a flicker of suspicion.

One can never be certain.

The Fang Family's daughter, a graduate of a prestigious university, possessing exceptional intellect, and a practitioner of law; such an individual would excel in manipulation and psychological control over others.

"Please do not misunderstand; Qing Qing and Jiang Chen simply grew up together. We were merely jesting earlier. The two youngsters lived directly across from each other, maintained a consistently good rapport, and attended the same educational institutions from primary school through high school. Over the years, everyone became accustomed to making lighthearted remarks about them."

It was an unequivocal refutation.

However, Zhang Zhongquan deliberately chose to press the matter.

This young man is putting on such an act; he feels compelled to offer him a stark reality check.

"I am aware."

The other party offered a slight nod, a faint smile gracing his lips, "They even had a childhood betrothal, am I correct."

Zhang Zhongquan was left momentarily speechless, casting a glance towards the silent Fang Qing, his eyes conveying what his mouth could not articulate.

Girl, you have certainly molded him well!

Jiang Huazi wished to speak but hesitated, the predicament too complex, and she feared a careless word might lead to trouble.

"Haha. Such a thing did occur. Therefore, you ought to treat Fang Qing with kindness. My nephew has become quite remarkable, you see."

"What Fang Qing values isn't merely outstanding individuals; even if they were just an ordinary person, so long as she chose them, she would never forsake them."

"What are you gawking at?"

Hong Ou abruptly fixed his gaze upon his son.

Hong Xiaoyu, observant and taken aback, turned his head in bewilderment, quite perplexed.

"Make a note of this."

"..."

Hong Xiaoyu was stunned, realizing in that instant his father possessed a surprisingly humorous side.

"No writing implement is required."

He tapped his chest, stating, "Everything is recorded right here."

Hong Ou turned back to his nephew, inquiring in a low voice, "Share your perspective."

"Hm?"

"You've grown up alongside your brother and Sister Fang Qing. You must have a clear understanding of their characters. Share your true thoughts."

Hong Xiaoyu observed the pair who always led the way, his life's exemplars and inspirations, and after a brief pause.

"It's akin to a Stephen Chow film."

Hong Ou paused, then a smile graced his lips as he raised his cup, toasting his son.