I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2536 - 1594: Village Belle

"In the moment before you die, will you be scared."

Since he didn’t turn his head, Fang Qing couldn’t see his expression.

"Will you regret it?

Regret stepping out of the village at the beginning."

Jiang Chen didn’t speak, maybe he hadn’t figured out how to respond.

Fang Qing chuckled softly, "Life in the village is definitely not as exciting as outside, nor does it have the attention of fairies and noblewomen, but there are village girls in the village too."

Jiang Chen turned to look at her.

Fang Qing smiled at him, meeting his gaze.

Jiang Chen spoke, "Are you talking about the village belle?"

Fang Qing’s eyes slightly widened, then she spat out a word.

"Scram!"

Some things you can say about yourself, but others can’t say.

For instance, when a plump person complains about their weight, don’t ever agree, or you’ll really be in trouble.

"What’s wrong with the village belle? Is a village girl worse than those fairies, knights, and noble ladies? Are royalty and generals born special?"

"Hahaha..."

Jiang Chen laughed, rocking back and forth, his laughter spilling out the window, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"Laugh my ass off!"

The off-white cotton-linen slipper ultimately didn’t stay where it was supposed to, or maybe it finally went where it should, whizzing through the air.

"Whoosh!"

Despite laughing uncontrollably, he still managed to catch the flying object with swift and precise movements, then put on an epic performance.

Just kidding.

Boss Jiang isn’t really that sleazy; he just held the slipper in hand, his face still full of smiles, unable to control his expression.

"Hmm, you’re right. Are royalty and generals born special? Maybe the village belle is prettier, more... gentle than those fairies and knights."

"Give me back my slipper."

"Come get it yourself."

Fang Qing stood up, balancing on one leg and hopped forward like in a childhood game of tag.

Jiang Chen predicted she would lose her balance, returned kindness for grievances, reached out in advance, and caught her as she fell, making sure to support her arm gentlemanly.

"Don’t act like you’re injured."

He helped her sit properly and handed back the slipper.

Women never talk about martial virtues; even a lawyer like Fang Qing aimed the slipper at his head.

Jiang Chen blocked it.

"Does your slipper smell nice? Did you shower?"

"You think you’re a hero now, looking down on people?"

Close enough to feel each other’s breath.

"Didn’t you cling to my foot before, unwilling to let go?"

Jiang Chen froze, quickly sat upright with a serious expression, "You can’t just talk nonsense, when did I..."

"Once I twisted my ankle..."

"That was to apply medicine for you!"

Taking advantage of successfully distracting him, Fang Qing withdrew her hand and aimed to smack his head again, but he instinctively swept his hand — "whoosh" — the slipper flew, coincidentally heading straight for the window and irreversibly fell outside.

"Hey! Which despicable jerk! Throwing stuff downstairs at night!"

Soon, angry shouting erupted from outside the window.

Both froze simultaneously.

"Shh—"

Jiang Chen signaled for silence, no speaking.

Fang Qing hardly dared speak, throwing things downstairs could lead to jail! And knowingly breaking the law adds more guilt!

"Whose slipper!"

A passerby below continued yelling and shouting.

Luckily, it was just a lightweight slipper, and luckily, it was a walk-up apartment, not high-rise, if it were a 20 or 30-floor building, even a thrown egg might render someone speechless if it hit them.

"Size 37! Step forward yourself! Don’t wait for me to come up and grab you!"

Step forward?

Only a fool would step forward.

Fang Qing and Jiang Chen knew that person was bluffing.

Sure enough.

After some shouting, calm returned.

They exchanged looks.

"Pfft."

The two couldn’t help but smile, like mischievous children successful in their prank without getting caught.

Jiang Chen lowered his head, "I think you better throw away this slipper too, destroy the evidence."

"Also throw it down?"

Fang Qing pointed at the window, looking eager.

Jiang Chen was at a loss between laughter and tears, "Be careful you don’t cause actual harm to someone!"

"Isn’t this your place?"

Fang Qing said innocently and seriously, "If someone gets caught, it’ll be you the owner who gets caught."

"..."

Jiang Chen was stunned, momentarily dazed, then quickly waved his hand, "Let’s go, go quickly!"

"I only have one shoe, how can I go."

Left with no choice, Fang Qing had to step her bare foot on the one wearing the slipper, her foot back smooth and delicate, glistening white, revealing tiny veins.

A man who truly understands women wouldn’t focus on a woman’s face.

Like a degree, it’s just a threshold.

If the foot looks pretty, that’s how you truly distinguish a beauty’s level.

...

Seems we’ve strayed far.

Who, newly acquainted, would take off a shoe to let you examine their foot.

In ancient times, only a husband could touch a woman’s foot; it made sense.

"I’ll lend you my slipper."

"I’m afraid of getting athlete’s foot."

"I don’t mind you but you mind me?"

Boss Jiang immediately withdrew his kindness, "Then you hop back."

"I won’t."

"Won’t what? Just a couple of steps. Hop a few and you’re there."

No wonder she wants to hit him, Fang Qing should have pulled down the other slipper too, it was an accident she hit someone earlier, if she jumps out and bumps into someone coming home, she might be mistaken for a zombie.

This building only has some elderly left, if she scared someone out of their wits that’d be a huge crime.

"Do you have no conscience? What if I fall?"

Women.

So fragile.

Jiang Chen was stressed, "Then just walk over, since you haven’t showered."