I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2616 - 1635: Signature Program_2

"Ah～ ah～ ah——"

Alright.

Not a figment of my imagination.

It’s even clearer now.

"Did you hear that?"

Jiang Chen, whose train of thought was interrupted, remained silent with a peculiar expression.

The shouting was so intense and excited.

He’s not deaf, after all.

Are they really that... dedicated?

"Which side of the wall did you say that woman went into earlier?"

Fang Qing finally looked over again.

That’s right.

Your feeling is accurate.

It’s the room behind the TV wall.

Jiang Chen sat up straight, maintaining his composure, "The soundproofing is terrible."

If it were that graduate student from the metro, she would surely rush out the door in defense of the girl next door, beating the drum for justice.

The shouting was so piercing.

How hard are they fighting?

But is Qing Gege that reckless?

Of course not.

So she stayed put, listening to the rhythmic shouting from the other side of the wall, falling silent.

Alright.

Comrade Jiang Chen’s efforts went to waste, and the atmosphere returned to a subtle and eerie state.

"You turned the volume down so low that you can’t hear anything."

Jiang Chen cleared his throat, trying to salvage the situation.

"Isn’t it very clear?"

Fang Qing retorted.

They were definitely not referring to the same sound.

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

Qing Gege is quite humorous too.

They say that hotels in the country don’t have adult channels like those abroad, but there are still hidden shows, and he happened to encounter one now.

"Do you remember what she looked like?"

Jiang Chen was stunned.

What does that question mean?

He couldn’t quite figure it out, but whatever it meant, it wasn’t anything good.

Jiang Chen decisively waved his hand, "Forgot."

In a moment of panic, one can make mistakes, forgetting immediately what one had just said.

But Fang Qing remembered and reminded him, "Long legs, cherry-like legs, a face whiter than the wall, and captivating eyeliner drawing the gaze..."

Truly a remarkable legal worker.

Never forgets what she hears.

Precisely repeats it, word for word.

Although the situation was inappropriate, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"You’re not letting me sing, so why are you singing now?"

Not giving the other party a chance to take advantage, Jiang Chen decisively got up without needing to leave.

Although there were two beds, they were so close.

Fang Qing didn’t ask, but his actions were indeed nerve-wracking.

What is he planning to do?

The "ah ah ah" sounds were still playing next door, in the deep night, it truly was mesmerizing.

"Give me the remote."

Alright then.

A moment of false alarm.

Comrade Jiang Chen has been through trials, his composure isn’t that fragile.

"What for?"

Jiang Chen remained silent, only raising his hand slightly.

A woman, in situations like this, should not confront a man.

Leaning against the headboard, Fang Qing sensibly tossed the remote to him by the bed.

What’s the point of not giving it?

Would it force him to climb onto the bed to grab it?

Working in this field, she not only knows how to protect others but learns from various incidents how to protect herself.

Once, there was a woman who went to an ATM at night and got robbed. She didn’t compromise and boldly challenged the robber, only to be shot dead on the spot.

So sometimes, courage isn’t commendable, and retreat can be a type of wisdom too.

Receiving the remote, Jiang Chen quickly turned the volume up again until it drowned out the sound from the other side of the wall.

However.

There’s a story called ’covering one’s ears while stealing a bell.’

It might cover the sound heard by the ears, but can it eliminate the noise in the heart?

Like noticing a tiny flaw in a beautiful piece of art, once spotted, no matter how marvelous the rest is, that tiny blemish is all one focuses on.

In this scenario, it’s the same.

Even though the TV volume was high enough, the rising and falling sounds from next door could still be heard...

Jiang Chen wasn’t looking down on them—not relying on theft, robbery, or deceit, working diligently and genuinely—they too are part of the service industry, far better than online female streamers with beauty filters spewing nonsense to swindle others.

It’s just.

Didn’t that girl see him at the door?

Why couldn’t she restrain herself a bit?

Does she assume no one is next door?

If it were just him, it’d be fine. The key is Qing Gege is here too,

"Go out."

Fang Qing, with one leg flat and the other bent, reclining at the headboard, gave the command.

Jiang Chen didn’t understand her intention, with question marks in his eyes.

"Tell them to quiet down."

Looks like Qing Gege is the same, not unaffected by the increase in TV volume.

Jiang Chen steadied himself, silent for a moment, "Why don’t you go?"

Fang Qing suddenly turned her head, furrowing her eyebrows, "You really like listening, huh?"

Jiang Chen felt extremely wronged, his lips moved, "Isn’t it a bit inappropriate?"

"They are not embarrassed, so why are you?"

Lawyers are really this straightforward in speaking? Not even a hint of tact.

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

He’s definitely not a shy person, but that doesn’t mean he can’t feel embarrassed. To go out and knock on the door now...

"Are you going or not?"

Jiang Chen hesitated, feeling troubled.

"If you don’t go, I’ll call the police."

"..."

Jiang Chen was stunned, staring blankly at Qing Mei on the bed, not knowing whether he should stop her or support her.

Qing Gege ultimately didn’t call the police; she’s always been sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Although, as a practitioner in the field, it’s her duty to report illegal activities, there’s also another saying.

——Law doesn’t disregard human feelings.

It’s not work time anyway.

No need to be so serious and rigid.

"Thud."

A leg stretched out from the edge of the bed, kicking at the dazed Jiang Chen.

Saying others have long legs.

Actually, Qing Gege’s legs are not to be underestimated either, straight and smooth, dazzling under the light, even her feet are so white and tender, toes like bamboo shoots.

"Hurry up!"

Jiang Chen staggered from the kick, bumping into his own bed, then fell onto it, certainly not in pain.

He chuckled bitterly, just about to speak, but his gaze froze.

Then his eye twitched.

Fang Qing hadn’t pulled back her leg because the disturbing noises from next door had completely captured her attention, entirely forgetting one issue.

Both of their robes were the same.

To Jiang Chen, it was short; to her, not exactly long.

So.

Darn!

Qing Gege is truly forthright, never speaking falsely.

Indeed

A very charming purple.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, actually the whole process happened in a flash, and before Fang Qing realized, he quickly lifted his gaze and immediately stood up again.

Fang Qing found his actions rather puzzling, her attention successfully diverted, completely unaware of her wardrobe malfunction.

The fact proved that standard rooms are still unreliable.

They can have issues too.

"I’ll handle it."

Fang Qing frowned, unaware of why Jiang Chen suddenly became so compliant, but she didn’t overthink it.

Under her gaze, Jiang Chen didn’t go out, wrapped in his robe, somewhat unbecoming, since the soundproofing was subpar, why go out when it could be resolved inside the room?

He walked towards the TV wall, raising his hand, seemingly about to pound the wall, but his fist didn’t land.

He tilted his ear to listen.

"Seems like it’s over..."

Over.

They indeed were cultured people.

Their phrasing was quite concise, incisively so.

After speaking, he walked back, picked up the remote on the bed, and turned down the TV volume.

"Listen, isn’t it over?"

Genius.

Actually got Qing Mei to eavesdrop?

No,

This was to get Qing Mei to confirm.

Mmm.

Indeed, it had quieted.

The disturbing noises had completely vanished.

Jiang Chen subconsciously glanced at the time displayed on the movie channel; actually, in terms of time duration, it wasn’t long, just influenced by Einstein’s theory of relativity, creating a subjective illusion.

But no matter how you see it.

The night, once more, regained its rightful tranquility.

Jiang Chen exhaled, sat down by the bed again.

"Sleepy?"

"If you’re sleepy, go to sleep. Give me the remote."

Fang Qing seemed intent on watching TV some more.

"What channel are you watching?"

He still remembered, when he was young, there were late-night shows like Qing Gege and The Deer and the Cauldron, he’d often stay up late, and occasionally when adults weren’t home, Qing Gege would come over too.

It seemed just like yesterday.

"Go ahead, you sleep."

No choice, Jiang Chen handed over the remote, then he too climbed into bed, just like Qing Gege, not lying down, but leaning against the headboard.

Their pupils reflected the ever-changing lights of the TV screen.

"On the vast African savanna, a group of mighty predators thrives..."

Seeing Qing Gege settle on the Animal World channel, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but chuckle, confidently saying, "This will do, soothing enough to..."

"Ah~ ah~ ah——"

Before he could finish, the familiar sound suddenly rang out again!

The atmosphere instantly fell silent, only the gentle, magnetic narration from the TV was heard.

Fang Qing’s face changed dramatically.

Enough is enough!

She made as if to grab the phone beside the pillow.

"Calm down..."

Jiang Chen advised, but suddenly, there was noise in the hallway outside.

"Bang bang bang—open the door!"