I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2628 - 1642: And Now?

Since her creation, Chu Renmei’s record has been unprecedented, becoming the childhood nightmare of countless men and women; she probably has never suffered such grievance.

Even though Aunt Mei is very shy and always appears with her hair down covering her face, never showing it, judging from the reaction of the two viewers on the bed, that face hidden beneath those waterweed-smooth locks must look even more ferocious right now.

But it’s useless.

Not only their minds, even the eyes of the two viewers are no longer on her.

As if she’d found a fun toy, Fang Qing’s fingers loosened and tightened, sometimes light, sometimes firm, just like one of those trendy stress-relief squishy toys, making a certain someone’s heart pound like crazy, suffering beyond words.

"I surrender."

Out of nowhere, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of that day he went for a checkup in East Sea, that cramped little room, that scorching hot yet utterly useless pin-up poster on the wall.

Logically speaking, Fang Qing is just like that ancestress Shi Qianxi—no experience at all—so why is it that...

Is this what they call talent for learning?

Stop.

Can’t keep thinking about this!

"Don’t be nervous, just relax."

Fang Qing turned a deaf ear; once the war horn has sounded, surrender isn’t impossible, but it has to be accepted by the other side.

Wasn’t a certain guy super cocky just now?

Everything in this world restrains and counteracts something else.

They say whenever a creature is born, God will create its natural enemy at the same time.

And Jiang Chen firmly believes that his natural enemy is the girl next door.

He knows she’s scheming, knows the jumpy, rebellious heart hidden beneath that gentle, virtuous exterior.

But he never imagined she’d actually do something like this!

And she’s a lawyer, at that.

A highly educated intellectual.

Where’s your sense of shame?

Where did it go?!

People, huh.

Always stricter with others than with themselves by habit.

Who was it that used the Dragon Claw Hand first?

"Stop playing! You’ll break it!"

Jiang Chen forced his voice down, but it still almost came out as a low roar.

"How could it break that easily? Even if it does, with what you can do, there’ll always be a way to fix it."

As she spoke, Fang Qing flicked her finger; even with the cushion of a pair of briefs, Jiang Chen still shuddered hard.

Yeah.

Definitely not because Qing Mei doesn’t know her own strength, but because of what Qing Mei just said.

Even though he doesn’t really know how advanced medical science is in this area, when it comes to this kind of thing, no man would dare gamble.

He suddenly jerked his body back, no longer waiting to be butchered; it looked like he was planning to slip free while Qing Mei wasn’t paying attention.

Fang Qing truly wasn’t paying attention.

Which led to—

Just as he was pulling away, Fang Qing happened to squeeze hard; with the tug—

"Hiss!"

The loudest cold gasp suddenly rang out.

Even Fang Qing was startled; she hurriedly turned around and looked at the guy whose facial muscles were twitching. "You okay?"

Jiang Chen didn’t say a word, huddled at the head of the bed, as if he hurt so much he didn’t dare move a muscle.

Don’t be fooled by how fierce she talks; Fang Qing has no real experience either. This was her first time facing a situation like this, and she was genuinely shocked by his reaction.

"It’s not my fault, you’re the one who decided to move..."

No, wait.

Did she pick up the wrong script?

How did she end up trying to shirk responsibility?

This totally doesn’t fit the charming persona of a bold, responsible woman.

Jiang Chen said nothing, his temples throbbing.

It’s not only great sorrow that’s silent.

Great pain is too.

When the pain reaches a certain limit, people literally can’t talk.

Seeing him like this, Fang Qing really got flustered. Anyone who’s at least gone to high school has had biology: the corpus cavernosum has high plasticity, Able to Be Humble and to Assert Oneself, can be hard or soft; according to the textbook, it’s not that fragile.

But don’t forget what the textbook also says: what you get from paper will always feel shallow; to truly know it, you have to practice it yourself.

"Should we go to the hospital?"

Saying that, Fang Qing quickly reached for her phone, looking genuinely ready to call an ambulance.

If he really got carried out by an ambulance over this, that would become an indelible medal on a certain someone’s record for life.

Time’s up.

He can’t keep...letting Qing Mei worry.

"Hoo—"

He let out another long breath, a nice little callback to earlier.

"No, we don’t need that for now."

He said hoarsely, still looking quite pained, but at least able to speak.

"Are you faking it?"

Qing Gege is definitely not some naïve little girl; after so many years of matching wits, she knows his temperament inside out.

"Faking it? I’m about to lose my future kids here and you can still say something like that?"

Jiang Chen’s eyes seemed to say she was utterly heartless and inhuman.

Even if it isn’t entirely his fault...

Is it his fault or not?

Feels like it kind of is...

Fang Qing’s head was a mess; she couldn’t sort it out, and didn’t have time to either. Seeing his look of pain mixed with anger, she felt at least a little embarrassed.

"It can’t be that serious..."

"Not serious? Then you try it!"

Now he was getting emotional.

How is she supposed to try?

The male and female body are built differently; she doesn’t even have one.

Which is why "I know how you feel" is basically a lie in this world.

"How about we still go to the hospital and have it checked."

Even if she couldn’t feel what he was feeling, this is the most critical place for a man; Fang Qing didn’t dare take it lightly.

If anything really went wrong, never mind what the living would say, she’d never be able to face Uncle Jiang and Aunt Mei in the afterlife.

"Not going."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath. "Let me catch my breath."

"Or...take off your pants so you can take a look."

"..."

Jiang Chen’s eyelids twitched. "Can you even tell by looking?"

"You can feel around; if it’s broken, you should be able to tell."

"..."

Jiang Chen fell silent again. For a moment he couldn’t tell if this girl was genuinely worried or just teasing him.

"Why don’t you let me feel?"

Jiang Chen shot back, blurting it without thinking; in a situation like this, there’s no need to think.

He’s already on the verge of losing his bloodline; why would he still care about propriety and gender boundaries?

Qing Gege really does dare take responsibility. Hearing that, she didn’t even argue; she actually lifted her hand.

"Forget it, you don’t know your own strength; you’ll just make it worse."

Boss Jiang still has principles, still has a bottom line. Not many men would turn down such a perfect opportunity.

This would definitely not be the same as earlier.

Fang Qing would be extra, extra careful.

"What...what can I do to help you?"

Jiang Chen has principles, and so does Fang Qing. Since this started because of her, whether or not she’s fully to blame, she has no intention of just standing by.

Seeing her standing there all dazed and cute, Jiang Chen almost laughed, but he held it back just in time.

"No need, I’ll just rest a bit."

As he spoke, he let out another deep breath, putting on a look of pain that was easing, but still very much there.

"Need me...to treat the pain for you?"

Jiang Chen looked over in confusion, suddenly startled. "You brought painkillers?"

If that were true, if she’d planned everything out this far in advance, that’d be terrifying!

You can already see it clearly.

Chu Renmei is actually fake.

Fang Qing is his real childhood nightmare!

"No."

Even after all these years of messing with him, Fang Qing still isn’t a monster. What she pulled out wasn’t painkillers; instead, she simply extended her hand, didn’t touch his injured spot, took his hand, and placed it back where he’d been gripping just now.

Jiang Chen froze.

And sure enough, the twitching in his face stopped.

"Better now?"

Jiang Chen steadied himself, looked away, and tried to pull his hand back.

"No need."

Still mad?

Or does it just not help enough?

"Snap."

Some sort of unclasping sound.

Jiang Chen just felt a stronger pull on his wrist, and then his hand landed again on...

No, wait.

Same place, completely different feel!

"How about now?"

Jiang Chen’s mind went blank; his fingers reflexively tightened, and he felt that no matter how intense the pain in this world, it would all melt away into nothing in the warmth of his palm.