I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2652 - 1651: No Rush (2)

Tong Dan joked.

"I had my fortune told at the temple."

In front of her bestie, Tong Dan was still too green. Her attention was instantly diverted.

"What did you ask about?"

"Marriage fate."

Tong Dan was stunned, totally not expecting that.

Qing Qing acted like nothing was up, climbing the stairs as she went on, "The monk who did the divination said that he and I are a match made in heaven."

Tong Dan’s expression turned even more blank, her brain extremely confused.

Hadn’t Qing Qing always kept her mouth tightly shut on topics like this before?

"For real?"

"For real. I still remember the verse on the slip: Two shadows fall on the cold pool, one reed ferries through drifting clouds and smoke. Three lifetimes of dew on stone, two realms of sky within the mirror. Cranes cry beyond the blue firmament, fish sink into the jade-green sea abyss. Suddenly the golden wind rises, silently tying a fate of wood and stone."

As expected of a gifted girl; normal people really wouldn’t be able to remember that.

Fine.

It sounded more like deadpan nonsense.

Tong Dan’s face was dazed. Her usual sharp tongue disappeared without a trace. Her lips moved, but she didn’t know what to say.

See.

Sometimes.

The truth can be more deceptive than a lie.

"Jiang?"

Comrade Jiang Chen, who was walking ahead, had already knocked on the Fang Family’s door. Fang Weiguo, who opened it, gave a little start when he saw him.

"I thought Qing Qing was coming back alone."

"I’m the one who took her there. Of course I have to deliver her safely back home."

When he said that, who knows what he was feeling inside.

"Tong Dan’s here too."

Fang Weiguo caught sight of Tong Dan, who was still coming up the stairs with his daughter.

"Uncle Fang."

Tong Dan snapped out of her mental storm and hurriedly greeted him.

"Giving Uncle a surprise, huh?" Fang Weiguo beamed. "Come on in."

"Jiang is back, and Tong Dan too. Should I go buy some more groceries?"

After they entered, Fang Weiguo called toward the kitchen,

Aunt Pan soon came out. "Oh my. Qing Qing, you didn’t say a word. I didn’t prepare enough dishes for this..."

"It’s fine, Auntie. Whatever Fang Qing eats, I’ll eat." Tong Dan said sweetly.

"I’ll still go buy a few more things. I’ll take the e-bike, it’s quick."

"Didn’t you already cook? If you go buy more and cook again, these dishes will all go cold."

"She’s right, Uncle Fang, don’t fuss."

"...Well, okay then."

Fang Weiguo nodded.

Pan Hui’s face bloomed with smiles. "You all sit first, I’ll go stir-fry the last two dishes."

"Auntie, do you need help?"

"No, no, it’s fine."

Pan Hui went back into the kitchen.

Fang Weiguo moved chairs around. "Gee, you guys were only gone a few days, but at home it felt like we were missing something. We really weren’t used to it."

"Looks like Uncle Fang really likes a lively house."

Tong Dan put away her messy thoughts and joked casually, smiling.

"Your parents don’t like a lively house?"

"My parents... don’t even mention it. They feel annoyed just seeing me. I’m actually thinking about moving out."

"Nonsense. You’re not even married, why move out? Living together helps the country save resources."

"Save resources?"

"Think about it: if you live alone, you have to cook for yourself. The extra water, electricity, gas—that’s all unnecessary waste."

Tong Dan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as she took the stool he handed over,

"Uncle Fang, you’re biased against single dogs. Do singles not even have human rights?"

Fang Weiguo smiled mildly. "Don’t go slapping random labels on your uncle. I didn’t mean it like that."

The few of them sat down, chatting and laughing.

What do older people want out of life?

Isn’t it just family reunion and togetherness?

Fang Weiguo was very content. He asked the two kids who’d just come back from their trip, "Did you have fun?"

"We had a blast. We even went to a temple to pray for blessings."

Tong Dan chimed in.

Jiang Chen glanced at her.

"You went too?"

Fang Weiguo asked.

"No."

Tong Dan waved her hand. "Fang Qing told me about it."

Fang Weiguo nodded. "That’s good. There’s nothing bad about praying to the Bodhisattva."

Tong Dan might look flighty and loud, but she actually has a good sense of what can and can’t be said. For example, the whole "match made in heaven" thing—she didn’t mention a single word of it.

Right.

A match made in heaven.

Her eyes couldn’t help sliding back to Fang Qing as she secretly observed her.

"We don’t have much, just make do with the dishes."

Pan Hui brought out the last plate.

Altogether there were four dishes plus a lotus root soup. For five people, that really was a bit sparse. People who host banquets know you normally want two or three more dishes than the number of people. But with family, you don’t fuss about that.

This time, whatever he had in mind when he came back, Fang Qing pulling in Tong Dan as an "outsider" basically made his plans go up in smoke, just like when Pan Hui scooped him a bowl of pork ribs and lotus root stew.

"Is everything arranged for Zhang Zhongquan?"

Fang Weiguo asked with concern.

"It’s all taken care of."

"Jiang Chen, you’ve already done your best. With things like this, we do what we can and leave the rest to fate."

Pan Hui said.

"Eat. Why are you staring at me?" Fang Qing glanced at Tong Dan, who’d been "peeking" at her nonstop.

Tong Dan wasn’t flustered at being caught. She answered righteously, "Because you’re pretty. Uncle, Auntie, have you noticed that Fang Qing is even prettier this time back?"

See.

Did I wrong her?

She really is a big mouth.

Jiang Chen stayed silent, his self-control rock solid—maybe because he’d already made up his mind about something.

Fang Qing, in contrast, was equally calm. "If you go out to relax for a few days, you’ll be the same."

Pan Hui nodded, looking at her daughter. "Mm. When a person’s mood shifts, their complexion changes. So young people like you don’t need to spend so much money and effort on all kinds of random stuff. As long as you keep your spirits up and take time off for yourselves when you can, that’s the best form of upkeep."

"Aunt Pan, you’re totally right, but the key is not everyone is like Fang Qing. People like me are basically workhorses. Want to enjoy life? I’d be happy just not being squeezed dry."

"When you’re in front of your boss, don’t say things like that."

Fang Weiguo said very solemnly.

"Pff."

Everyone at the table burst out laughing.

They didn’t ask any tricky questions at all, as if the two kids had only gone out for a quick supermarket run. Fang Qing calling Tong Dan over really was a stroke of genius—it not only stuffed someone’s mouth, it also stuffed her parents’ mouths.

After dinner, the strongest tool-person, the great beauty Tong, was summoned into the room again.

"Book him a flight to East Sea."

"Huh?"

Fang Qing looked at her silently.

"Why?"

Tong Dan was puzzled and curious.

"This is your home turf. Why are you letting him run off?"

"A twisted melon isn’t sweet."

Tong Dan froze, then looked Fang Qing up and down, thoroughly, like she was scanning her with X-rays.

She was seriously starting to suspect Fang Qing had been body-snatched.

The face was right.

The figure was right too.

She stepped closer, intending to feel Fang Qing’s forehead, but her hand was slapped away.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean what am I doing? What exactly happened between you two? Do you think you’re acting normal?"

A twisted melon isn’t sweet.

Oh.

So you know that now?

Where was that wisdom before?

She hadn’t met these two only yesterday or the day before. If Fang Qing could really be this chill, she... would jump out of the window on the spot!

"What could I possibly do with him."

Fang Qing stayed perfectly calm, lying without even blinking. But if you flip it around and interpret it another way—

What can a woman and a man possibly do?

Somehow that makes a lot of sense.

"Lies!"

Clearly, Tong Dan didn’t get it. Her gaze was razor-sharp. "You can’t fool me!"

Fang Qing seemed unable to withstand her eye-laser and confessed, "We finished watching Mountain Village Corpse together."

"Mountain Village Corpse? What the heck is that?"

Kiddo, why is your face full of question marks?

Fang Qing didn’t entirely trust that the guy outside actually had that much courage. Maybe he was using Military Strategy—advancing by retreating?

But this time, she didn’t dare spar with him anymore.

The tragedy that befell Zhang Zhongquan must not happen to her parents.

"Best if you can get him on a flight today."

"And also, help me contact a hospital and schedule a full check-up for my parents."

"..."

Tong Dan was even more baffled.

How did the topic jump to physical exams again?

"Then shouldn’t you get checked too?"

She snickered and tossed out the line casually.

Anyone could tell she was joking, but Fang Qing actually went quiet in a strange way. After seemingly thinking it over, she said,

"No rush."

No... what?

Tong Dan stared, feeling like her brain had turned to mush, even though she’d always thought she wasn’t stupid.