I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2621 - 1638: Wet and Dry Separation (6k!)_2

"I’m asking if you like it."

Fang Qing wasn’t buying it.

Jiang Chen, who was all talk but actually avoided the question, shut up. "It’s okay."

"What do you mean by okay? Are you saying you love all colors equally?"

Fang Qing tilted her head but still didn’t cover her shoulder or lie back down, perhaps thinking it was too pretentious or feeling more generous with an old friend.

Jiang Chen subconsciously thought about it.

To be honest.

White, black, red, nude, even leopard print...

Each has its own charm.

The human brain is amazing.

Sometimes it’s like AI, out of your control.

For example now, the strap on Fang Qing’s shoulder kept changing colors in Jiang Chen’s eyes.

It’s like every style was extremely...

"Have you had a health check recently?"

Jiang Chen suddenly said, needing to change the subject to avoid being called out. No matter how off-topic, as long as it circles back.

Fang Qing indeed took the bait and asked confused, "What’s wrong?"

"Feeling thirsty at night after using the bathroom could be a symptom of diabetes."

"..."

Nothing is scarier than a sudden silence.

How can someone be this "humorous"?

Boss Jiang is indeed knowledgeable, not only in law but also in medicine.

"Cough—"

Fang Qing choked a bit, her lips moved, but she still felt it was unbearable.

"Whew."

The mineral water spun through the air.

"You’re the one with diabetes!"

Human memory is a miraculous function.

Things from over a decade ago can be vivid, yet recent events can be forgotten entirely.

Hadn’t Fang Qing ever had a health check?

In Sha City, on that cold yet scorching rainy night, the next day Qing Gege had acute gastroenteritis. Didn’t she go to the hospital for a blood test?

He even braved the rain to accompany her.

If it were diabetes, it would have been discovered long ago.

Besides.

Which medical handbook states that drinking water at night equals diabetes? Even web symptoms AI wouldn’t dare make such claims, only saying multiple nighttime thirsts might indicate early diabetes.

This is why half-baked scholars are dangerous.

Because they don’t actually get it, yet pretend they do, spreading nonsense, and causing panic. If Jiang Boss were actually consulting in a clinic, he would have likely been attacked with a knife.

Getting hit by a water bottle is just deserved.

But the problem is that someone is not just awful, but also agile, so the hidden weapon Fang Qing threw didn’t hit him, as he confidently reached out and caught it.

"Splash—"

But it’s okay.

This wasn’t a single hidden weapon, but a rapid fire.

The mineral water bottle without a cap, due to the shaking of two forces, still had three-quarters of the water surging out of the bottle mouth, soaking the bed and spraying all over Jiang Chen’s face.

Along with the bleak chill, it felt even more refreshing.

"Haha～"

Fang Qing burst out laughing, gloating.

Jiang Chen raised his hand, wiped his face, clutching the remaining third of the water bottle, silently gazing at Qing Mei, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Fang Qing glared, "You dare!"

Alright.

Indeed, he didn’t dare.

Jiang Chen averted his gaze first, placed the water bottle on the bedside table, grabbed a robe, got up, went to the bathroom, and wiped the water from his face and hair with a towel.

"Gurgle gurgle—"

After wiping clean, he came back, wrapped in a robe, picked up the remaining bottle of mineral water on the TV cabinet.

"Are you diabetic too?"

Fang Qing used his method against him.

Jiang Chen was left speechless, who told him to ask for it.

Even though the window was closed, it wasn’t enough, the temperature was still a bit low, after drinking, Jiang Chen turned on the air conditioning.

"What time is it?"

"I don’t know."

He put on the robe, Fang Qing also laid down, at the same time, pulled the quilt up, covering her shoulders.

People interact with each other.

If you don’t trust me, why should I trust you?

No matter what time it is, seeing the sky outside, it’s surely not dawn, originally being a drowsy caretaker closing windows, serving tea and water, lying down could recontinue the slumber, but now it’s all done for.

It’s not about being awake or not, the key is the bed is soaking wet.

If it were dawn, you could go out for breakfast, but it’s clearly still quite some time before dawn.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"What?"

Leaning against the bedhead, Fang Qing was baffled.

She was comfortable, but someone could only helplessly look at his no longer clean bed, reminding her, "My bed’s wet."

Fang Qing glanced over and then withdrew her gaze.

"Serves you right."

Jiang Chen, calmly, holding the mineral water, stayed surprisingly composed, drinking water while asking, "How am I supposed to sleep?"

"Didn’t you turn on the air conditioner? It will dry as you sleep."

What absurd words.

It’s hard to imagine such a statement coming out of a legal professional’s mouth so righteously.

Jiang Chen still stayed calm and asked nicely, "Can we switch beds?"

"Why?"

Fang Qing replied without hesitation.

"Didn’t you say it would dry as you sleep?"

"The wet area isn’t that big, just avoid it. Or cover it with a towel."

"The blanket’s wet too."

Fang Qing’s mouth moved.

"...Figure it out yourself."

And with that, she turned over, maintaining the side-laying position facing the window, actually contemplating falling asleep just like that.

Humans have many shortcomings.

One of which is not fearing scarcity, but fearing inequality.

Enduring hardship oneself is not impossible.

But then others can’t be enjoying comfort either.

If you can’t see it, that’s fine, but just a narrow aisle apart, enduring the moisture while the other is fast asleep, how is that fair?

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Jiang Chen drank half the mineral water in one go, staring at that profile that seemed to form a ridge, clutching the water bottle tightly, as if he had made some kind of decision.