I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2665 - 1658: Ehuang and Nvying

"This is your idea?"

"Yeah. If I get married to Wataru Tetsuya, he should come."

Announcing her happy news, Fujiwara Reiki spoke matter-of-factly, "Last time, at my father’s funeral, didn’t he show up?"

Happy events and funerals, are they the same?

Moreover.

Did that guy really show up for condolences last time?

Probably had ulterior motives.

Of course.

Such self-flattering thoughts are not fit to be spoken.

"What if he doesn’t come?"

Jiang Chen asked, seemingly not bewildered by the sudden happy news.

"If he doesn’t come, then just cancel the wedding."

"..."

Fujiwara Reiki chuckled, then lowered her voice and asked tentatively, "You’re not angry, are you, Jiang Sang?"

"Why would I be angry? You two have been engaged for a while now.

That’s what you call perspective.

Boss Jiang set an example and even offered a word of congratulations.

"Congratulations."

Suddenly, Fujiwara Reiki’s mood turned somber, and she sighed softly.

"Jiang Sang, it’s impossible for me and Li Ji to be together. Li Ji is bound to get married someday."

Indeed.

The world won’t revolve around one person.

You can’t expect someone to wait foolishly without any hope.

"When is the wedding?"

Jiang Chen shifted the topic; since the date has been set, some topics are best left untouched.

"The eighth of next month."

The Crown Princess wasn’t one to linger in emotions and quickly bounced back, her voice brightening again, "Oh, and bring along the Martial Saint, Ya Yi really wants to see him."

Martial Saint?

Jiang Chen was caught off guard but remained indifferent and silent.

"Is there anything else Jiang Sang wants to tell Li Ji?"

Fujiwara Reiki’s voice was filled with hope and expectation, but unfortunately, Boss Jiang was a paragon of virtue, a gentleman, treating even the soon-to-be widow of River City with courtesy; how could he provoke a woman about to walk down the aisle?

"No."

"..."

The simple two-word response left Fujiwara Reiki silent, then she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

This Unparalleled Demoness never needed anyone to hold an umbrella, achieving her own reconciliation.

"Whether or not Li Ji is married, the relationship with Jiang Sang will not change."

Referring to professional cooperation?

Probably.

Jiang Chen made no comment.

"Well then, Li Ji will hang up first."

Jiang Chen put down his phone.

"Bro? What’s wrong? You don’t look so good."

The Martial Saint suddenly appeared behind him.

Jiang Chen, who intentionally stepped out to take the call, turned around, "Do I?"

"Yes, you do!"

The Martial Saint scrutinized his face, nodding emphatically, "You should check the mirror; you look a bit pale like you’ve got food poisoning."

Jiang Chen was too lazy to respond to him.

Utter nonsense.

"What’s going on with you and Ya Yi?"

"Who?"

"The little Japanese Princess."

The Martial Saint suddenly understood and casually explained, "We just chat occasionally. Bro, I think this little princess is quite pitiful."

"She’s a princess, and you pity her?"

"So what if she’s a princess? If the price is being trapped somewhere forever, losing freedom, how’s that different from being a prisoner."

This kid.

Quite compassionate, huh.

"Don’t you have a grudge against their country?"

"Yeah. That’s a separate matter."

"How is it separate? That little princess is still part of the Imperial Family."

The Martial Saint didn’t fall for it, retorting back, "Then why do you do business with them, Bro? You have a special relationship with that Fujiwara Family lady, don’t you?"

"Don’t talk nonsense."

Jiang Chen’s expression turned serious, "She’s a Princess."

The Martial Saint fell silent but his expression clearly showed defiance.

"Be careful in the future. Don’t forget your place."

"Bro, there’s no law against chatting, right? I’m doing it for China-Japan friendship~"

The Martial Saint reasoned confidently, "I talk to her about the beauties of Shen Zhou, and now she has a good impression of Shen Zhou. She’s a princess; when she grows up, she might subtly influence the Japanese Royal Family’s attitude towards us."

Jiang Chen was surprised, "Turns out you’re so strategic."

"You bet."

The Martial Saint lifted his chin, boasting, "Bro, don’t think I’m bragging, you know the butterfly effect, right? Historical turning points often start with some trivial incidents causing a chain reaction."

Jiang Chen was momentarily out of words to refute.

"Time for dinner."

Noticing the pair still outside, Li Shuru personally came out.

The Martial Saint, forgetting his task, immediately shirked the responsibility, "Sister Shurui, Bro just got off the phone."

"Whoever is last to the table does the dishes."

Li Shuru turned and walked back.

"Zooooom—"

The Martial Saint rushed inside.

Jiang Chen leisurely stayed at the back.

Daoist Duanmu had already served the meal.

"Thanks for your hard work, Sister Duanmu."

Though the Martial Saint was served directly, he understood the value of gratitude, and while holding his bowl, he turned and asked, "Bro, do you miss Sister Shurui that much?"

Both Jiang Chen at the table and Li Shuru were caught off guard.

"What do you mean?"

Li Shuru asked with a smile.

"I told Bro my sister was looking for him everywhere and advised him to steer clear, but he returned so soon."

Saying this, the Martial Saint started humming, "Love, it’s a difficult puzzle, dazzling and mesmerizing..."

Li Shuru couldn’t help but laugh.

Jiang Chen’s understanding of this guy deepened further.

Truly, "three days apart and one should be viewed with new eyes."

This emotional intelligence of his is significantly improving.

"Miss Lan is indeed looking for you; what’s it about?"

Li Shuru inquired.

"Just a small matter."

Yes.

Indeed, a small matter.

Nothing more than a slap issue.

Someone casually remarked, "It’s already resolved."

"Resolved? Really?"

The Martial Saint was surprised, holding his bowl and chopsticks, "My sister seemed pretty angry. Bro, don’t try to face it alone, you might as well take Sister Duanmu and talk to my sister."