I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2660 - 1655: Drink More Hot Water (2)

"Seeking your sister is cheating, but seeking her isn’t cheating?"

Luo Li’er opened her cherry-like mouth, but no sound came out. She couldn’t help but glance at the Taoist nun listening to the conversation like an outsider.

Indeed.

Her sister is a renowned international star, if her sister is cast in an advertisement, it’s not just a matter of whether the clothes can be worn; even if she dons a snakeskin bag, it represents cutting-edge fashion.

Tanki Liuli may not be a public figure, but her stunning beauty is evident here. Standing in front of the camera, she renders the relationship with the costume design irrelevant.

"If it doesn’t work out, forget it!"

"Why rush? Sit down and let’s chat a bit."

Luo Li’er was at a loss for words and quickly made an exit, unable to be retained by Jiang Chen. After Luo Li’er left, Jiang Chen’s gaze returned to the young Taoist nun who seemed like an outsider, despite it being her matter, and he couldn’t help but smile.

Natural beauty cannot be discarded easily.

A woman like this, if she truly lived in ancient times, would surely be taken into the Emperor’s harem.

Hmm.

The title of Ning Fei suits her well.

Oh dear.

It’s all her senior sister’s fault.

Insisting on setting a trap, even bringing out props like the Dragon Chair.

Polluted his thoughts.

"Have you seen your senior sister recently?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Hmm."

"Even though your sister is quite old, she doesn’t slack off at all. You shouldn’t be lazy either."

Jiang Chen looked at the television, "Enjoyment aside, don’t forget to practice."

Boss Jiang is still too aware of potential concerns.

Although he learned from this experience and won’t be easily fooled again, if the Taoist sister can’t defeat Blood Guanyin, wouldn’t it all be in vain?

"If you speak about your senior sister like this, she will not be pleased."

"..."

Jiang Chen wanted to laugh again.

He knew.

The Taoist sister was expressing her personal feelings.

Indeed, they are of the same sect.

Of course.

Jiang Chen did not fear her defending her senior sister; rather it demonstrated the Taoist sister’s loyalty and righteousness, while he was assigned by her master with no conflict between them.

And when they do conflict, he believes the master’s orders will have precedence.

"What I mean is, you need to learn from your senior sister, martial arts is a lifelong endeavor, much like ordinary people learning; learn till old age. You are both celebrated disciples of the Old Immortal, and although he cultivated your senior sister, he still chose to take you as a pupil, indicating higher expectations for you. You mustn’t let him down."

Such is the treacherous nature of human hearts!

Blood Guanyin hadn’t done anything to him yet, and he immediately begins laying the groundwork for future events casting doubts on the Taoist sister’s convictions.

That selfless facade truly suggests he is considering for the Taoist sister.

"You take care of your business."

With that phrase, Jiang Chen turned and went upstairs.

After he left, Tanki Liuli glanced at the fruit on the coffee table, it seemed less sweet, then picked up the remote and turned off the television.

"Click."

Entering the room, Jiang Chen closed the door, first taking a shower.

Hmm.

Perhaps he was too hot in the private museum earlier, sweating too much.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, Boss Jiang responded with goodwill to Qing Mei’s call for his return with a reassuring message, including a rose emoji, proving life’s beauty lies in such simple romantic gestures.

"Whoosh—"

After sending Qing Mei a message, Jiang Chen’s mood seemed to shift, as he exhaled, holding his phone, and after a pause, dialed an international call.

No one answered.

He didn’t rush to redial.

About half a minute later, his phone rang.

The screen displayed the same number he had dialed.

"The clan is holding a meeting, Jiang Sang, sorry."

Jiang Sang.

Being addressed like this, only the Japanese Enchanting Demon calls him that globally.

Tokyo.

Fujiwara Family Ancestral Mansion.

Fujiwara Reiki was indeed not lying, having just left a mid-meeting, dressed in traditional kimono with hair styled high, makeup intentionally dignified and noble—in her current status, relying on looks is unnecessary.

Of course.

Even if she deliberately downplays it, the enchanting allure flowing with her blood is irresistible; meeting elders during clan gatherings, none dared gazing at her directly.

"It’s okay, you attend your meeting first, contact me afterward."

Boss Jiang was understanding.

Unlike Qing Gege, with whom he had reached fruition, the tangled fate with this Unparalleled Demoness is unsolvable yet intertwined.

"No worries, Fujihara Takuya is the Clan Leader, my presence is inconsequential."

No matter how long they haven’t met or contacted, this world-class demoness’s attitude towards him seems never to change, starkly contrasting those detestable ones.

So why do green teas easily capture hearts?

They’re so warm.

"Jiang Sang contacted Li Ji, any particular matter?"

Of course, there’s a matter.

Otherwise, what’s the purpose of the call?

Discussing romance.

There is a substantial relationship yes, and more than once, but over the phone, she’s a legitimate Crown Princess.

Far more complex than the soon-to-be-widowed mature sister from River City.

Obviously, there’s never a visit to a Treasure Hall without purpose, yet her stance made Jiang Chen momentarily difficult to articulate.

"It’s okay, dispelling Jiang Sang’s worries is Li Ji’s greatest honor."

Good grief.

Even the local specialty films in Japanese don’t portray such "gentle and considerate" qualities.

Can Boss Jiang be blamed for lack of restraint?

Who could resist?

Even the coldest mountain would melt right now.

"Jiang Sang?"

Seeing the silence on the call, Fujiwara Reiki tentatively called out.

"When are you and Wataru Tetsuya having the wedding?"

This time, silence shifted to Fujiwara Reiki.

Subsequently.

Jiang Chen heard laughter, calm and satisfied, soft as water.

"Jiang Sang～"

She said nothing more than a simple call, as if conveying all the helplessness and inevitability of the world.

Love and separation, a lifelong unsolved sentiment.

Jiang Chen halted the conversation, shifting the topic, "Last time during your father’s funeral, in Tokyo, you paid respects to that blonde Caucasian, remember?"

"The Four-star Admiral accompanied, how could Li Ji forget?"

Indeed.

Between them, topics of love, feud, and romanticism are unsuitable.

What should be discussed is only interests.

"Is there a way to find him?"

Many things need time and foundation.

Back in college studying economics, even as a poor student Jiang Chen realized, wealth can accomplish many things but not all.

Such as this Huang Mao.

He issued a kill order but hasn’t glimpsed the man’s shadow.

"...If Jiang Sang truly wants to find him, Li Ji might think of a way."

Labeling her a mistress, lover, or sugar baby, all belittles this Unparalleled Demoness.

Li Ji rarely refuses any of Jiang Chen’s requests.

To have a lover who doesn’t ask for money but helps solve problems is nothing short of wishful thinking.

Perhaps that’s why Jiang Chen’s attitude towards her grew complex over time.

Yes.

Fujiwara Reiki escaped predetermined fate with Jiang Chen’s support, yet her kindness and reciprocity are unrivaled.

Nowadays, such people are rare, while examples of repaying kindness with malice are frequent.

"If it’s not possible, don’t force it."

"But what if Li Ji insists on trying?"

Jiang Chen fell silent.

Is this delving into martial arts classics like "Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" again?

"Hehe, Jiang Sang rest assured, I won’t burden myself excessively now."

"What’s wrong? Feeling unwell?"

Why out of all Shen Zhou men, is it Boss Jiang?

Who else shows such keen attention?

"Not really, just a bit physically weak."

The phone was quiet for a moment, then a voice came through.

"Drink more hot water."

"Pfft."

Fujiwara Reiki laughed softly, even miles apart felt the blossoming beauty over the phone.

However.

One cannot see the uncanny mischievous eyes.

"Jiang Sang rest assured.

Li Ji will certainly.

Take good care of herself."