I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2539 - 1595: Don’t Go Home Barefoot_2

"Huh—huh—huh—"

Sitting on the bed, Qing Gege randomly wiped her face, took a deep breath, and tried to adjust her mood. The effect was minimal.

But since she was found according to the hide-and-seek rules, she surely didn’t have a second chance to hide.

With difficulty, she slowly got off the bed, braced herself, donned one slipper, and hopped outside.

The two men were already sitting on the sofa, but unlike the good father-son pair from before, the atmosphere now was particularly oppressive and heavy.

Neither spoke until they saw Fang Qing hopping out from the bedroom.

Boss Jiang felt even more bitter.

And Fang Weiguo’s face turned even darker.

Doing such absurd things, and not kneeling to admit wrong, instead—hopping around?

"Snap!"

Fang Weiguo slapped the coffee table hard.

"If you don’t walk properly, I’ll break your leg!"

No matter how successful one becomes, to parents, they’re always their children.

"I only have one shoe."

Fang Qing explained.

Fang Weiguo hadn’t noticed such details, only now realizing his daughter’s slipper was missing one.

"Where’s your shoe?"

"It fell."

"Fell?"

"Fell downstairs."

Fang Weiguo was taken aback, then looked towards the window sill, his face looking even uglier. "Young people sure know how to play with flair."

Fang Qing knew she had been unreasonable and felt quite embarrassed, but she understood that the more it was like this, the less she could show weakness. Just like in court, demeanor was crucial.

"Make way."

She forced a silent someone to move aside, then plopped down. This time, unlike before, she chose not to dump the blame entirely on others but took it on herself.

"Dad, can your thinking be pure? My shoe flew out accidentally, not like you imagine."

"Accidentally flew out. Tell me, how can a shoe ’accidentally’ fly from your foot to the outside?"

This was the time when the importance of surveillance became evident. If only there were cameras, no need for wasted words, just pull out the footage, and watch the VCR.

But surely, there were no cameras installed in this room.

"Anyway, it’s not as dirty as you think."

"Me, dirty?"

Fang Weiguo was utterly furious.

Caught red-handed, shouldn’t he have absolute control over the situation? How come his daughter was still so justifiably right, even countering him?

"You can do such things, yet others aren’t allowed to talk about it?"

"We didn’t do anything. My shoe just flew out and even hit someone downstairs. Didn’t you hear the yelling?"

Good.

Not long ago, he did hear someone yelling downstairs. But what did that prove?

"Even if your shoe hit someone, it only proves your shoe went out. I’ve never doubted where your shoe went, but I’m asking why your shoe flew out."

Even sitting beside, the silent person couldn’t help but admire Uncle Fang’s logical thinking ability.

Indeed.

There’s a reason he has a daughter like Qing Gege.

"Also, if you did nothing, why were you lying in bed with the blanket covered? What? Is the sofa not big enough? Seems like it could fit the three of us."

A middle-school dropout truck driver managed to leave Tianci Capital’s legal director speechless.

What does that prove?

It proves that no matter how eloquent, it can’t overthrow ironclad facts.

Can’t just bring Young Master Zhou for testimony, can we?

Even if he agreed to testify like the unlucky guy hit downstairs, it would only prove they were innocent before he left.

What about after he left?

"Can’t communicate with you."

See.

No matter how skilled a lawyer, facing an unbeatable opponent, still resorts to being a rogue.

"Can’t communicate with me? Want to talk to your mom?"

"Dad!"

Fang Qing’s cheeks turned red again.

"Fine, don’t talk to your mom, but can you explain things clearly to me? This request is not excessive, right?"

Jiang Chen understood that he couldn’t hide anymore. He was used to it and prepared; whenever he made a slip, he was always the one cleaning up. Only this time, Qing Gege decided to shield him.

Hmm.

Quite touching.

"Uncle Fang, would you like to hear a story from me?"

Fang Weiguo shifted focus, seeming to have been waiting for this moment.

"Go ahead."

His tone slightly dreary.

But this attitude was already exceptionally gracious.

If it were any other father, Fang Qing’s leg might not be broken, but Jiang Chen’s leg surely would be.

No matter how absurd it sounded, Jiang Chen had no choice but to retell the whole story, including how the slipper flew out, explaining Fang Qing’s psychological state while hiding on the bed.

"Fang Qing was worried about being held accountable for throwing items from high places, didn’t know Uncle Fang knocked and hence hid..."

"Are you saying it was all a misunderstanding?"

Fang Weiguo did not question the story’s authenticity.

Jiang Chen’s lips moved, voice weak, "You could say that."

"It was indeed a misunderstanding."

Fang Qing’s tone was assertive; while the gentleman lacked confidence, she stood firm and fearless, making their contrast noticeably clear.

"You shut up."

Fang Weiguo snapped, looking at her foot, "Even if what you said is true, is a girl’s foot something that can be touched casually?"

"Dad, can your thoughts not be so feudal? It’s such an age now. Haven’t you been to a footbath shop or spa? According to you, those providing services to female guests are all wicked and deserve execution by firing squad?"

In such a scenario, even Jiang Chen almost couldn’t hold back laughter, barely suppressing it by pinching his thigh.

Sacrifice yields return.

Qing Gege is, after all, someone who knows gratitude; she now starts rushing forward to shield the storm for him.

Alright.

Even in such moments, one can feel warmth. Essentially, because Boss Jiang’s nature is too kind, he sees only the warming light bathing Qing Mei, and entirely ignores who caused the current situation.

Time to circle back to psychology.

See.

Those skilled at spotting others’ strengths always find supportive strength even in adversity.

"Bickers! Blatant arguments! Are these the same things? You’re swapping concepts."

Being close to wisdom.

Since the daughter entered the legal field, it seems Fang Weiguo learned quite a bit from it.

"Would you, at idle times, let a man touch your foot?"

Fang Qing was speechless. Facing straightforward questioning, she couldn’t refute.

"Uncle Fang..."

"You don’t have to say anything."

Fang Weiguo interrupted, "I know that you two used to be playful as kids, but you are grown-ups now. Many at your age have kids who can already walk. You tell me, does your behavior now cross the line?"

Fang Qing and Jiang Chen both remained silent.

"Plus, you have a girlfriend. How will you explain to your girlfriend, to Fang Qing, to me and your Aunt Pan?"

"Dad!"

"That’s enough."

Fang Weiguo sternly kept his face, braced his knees, and stood up, "Let’s go home."

Fang Qing uttered "Oh," feeling relieved inside, and obediently stood up.

"No need to walk us out."

Jiang Chen stayed put knowingly.

Fang Weiguo walked outside.

Fang Qing hopped behind.

Fang Weiguo suddenly stopped.

"Dad, let’s go."

Fang Weiguo looked at the dazed boy standing there. "Are there slippers at home?"

"Yes."

Jiang Chen quickly went to get them, and there were even new ones.

"Don’t bring them out earlier?"

Fang Qing grumbled, putting on the slippers.

"Even if the outside world is big, don’t walk home barefoot."

Fang Weiguo walked outside.

The two kids paused in surprise.

Fang Qing beamed with a smile, not forgetting to step on someone’s foot before leaving.

"Dad, wait for me!"