I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2764 - 1715: Nutcase!

"Did he drop off the package and just leave?"

Li’er asked again.

This was getting more and more bizarre.

"Yeah..."

Li Wanrong didn’t understand, "Sweetie, why are you asking all this? Is there something wrong with it? Did it get chipped or knocked somewhere?"

Pei Linhan trusted his daughter unconditionally; he knew she wouldn’t ask for no reason—if she was asking like this, there had to be a reason.

"Just call Speed Express and have that courier come back over."

He hit the nail on the head, and once he said it he went straight to it, taking out his phone and dialing.

"Hello, I’m the owner of Biluo Yunjian 6-6. I just received a package, could you please have the courier who delivered it come back once?"

"Certainly. I’ll contact the courier right away, please hold on a moment."

Now that was customer service.

Not a single wasted word, quickly handling the customer’s request.

"Thanks."

Pei Linhan set down his phone. "Done."

Yun Xi, whose mind was busy running absurd scenarios, either forgot to stop him, didn’t have time to stop him, or simply didn’t want to.

Maybe, just like when that young courier not in uniform had stood outside the townhouse ringing the doorbell, she was waiting to see what fate had in store?

"Dad, take a look."

Pei Linhan leaned over and reached for the Nine Carp Painting on the coffee table with one hand. "Whoa... pretty heavy."

Once he felt the weight of the thing, he switched from one hand to two, cradling it and examining it, tilting it into the light. "What’s this called again? The Nine Carp Painting, right? This can’t be ordinary jade, can it? The color’s really rich."

"Careful, don’t drop it."

Li Wanrong reminded him, while looking around, already pondering where it should be placed.

Anything their daughter gave them definitely wouldn’t be some run-of-the-mill trinket. Of course, compared to the price, the thought behind it was even more precious.

"It’s Dragon Stone Type."

Yun Xi answered her father’s question.

"Dragon Stone Type?"

The Pei Family’s situation was better than the Wu Family’s, but this term was just as unfamiliar to them.

"You can think of it as Imperial Green."

Yun Xi sat down on the sofa.

Imperial Green???

Pei Linhan’s eyes widened; he almost shivered, then hurriedly tightened his hold on the treasure in his arms, blurting out, "Seriously? Imperial Green this big? How much would that be worth?"

"You think our daughter would give you something fake?"

Li Wanrong scolded. The instant she’d opened the box and laid eyes on it, she’d known this piece was anything but ordinary.

"This is way too extravagant, why give such an expensive gift? If we keep something like this at home and someone accidentally knocks it over and breaks it, then..."

Pei Linhan quickly set the Nine Carp Painting down slowly.

Imperial Green.

It wasn’t like they’d never seen it.

Jewelry stores had it once in a while.

But it was basically only pendant-sized. Compared to this piece, those were like the ancestor’s ancestor!

No question about it.

The value of this gift was probably higher than this entire house.

Renovations included!

"Pfft. Jinx. Can’t you say something pleasant for once."

"Even if it breaks, so what? It’s not like we paid for it."

The air froze in an instant.

"Someone else gave it?"

The couple exchanged a quick look, perfectly in sync. Under his wife’s prodding—no, her encouraging gaze—as the head of the household, Pei Linhan straightened his back and asked, trying to sound casual, "Who gave it?"

Li Wanrong couldn’t be bothered looking for a Feng Shui sweet spot anymore. She trailed after him like part of a group tour. "Imperial Green is top-tier jade, and a piece this large is basically priceless. What kind of person would be that generous?"

"Someone stupid with too much money."

Short.

Clear.

Li Wanrong: "..."

Pei Linhan: "..."

The atmosphere sank into pin-drop silence again.

Li Wanrong snuck another look at her husband, signaling him with her eyes.

Two-faced as ever, Pei Linhan gave a little cough and continued charging ahead. "Even if they’re stupid with too much money, they wouldn’t give away a treasure this rare, right? Imperial Green this size has to be limited worldwide. Sweetie, is it... from someone who’s courting you?"

Li Wanrong immediately shot him a look full of praise!

Now that was more like it.

Much better than that sloppy nonsense he’d been spouting just now.

And then came the surprise.

Their daughter just sat there, and didn’t, say, a, word.

That’s right!

She didn’t deny it!

Their eyes kept flicking back and forth, and Li Wanrong hurriedly gestured for him to strike while the iron was hot!

"Who is he? What does he do? How long have you two known each other? Where’s he from?"

A barrage of soul-level questions.

Luo Li’er wasn’t someone who made things up.

So what if she was an international superstar, a top-tier goddess?

Once you hit that age, you face the same pressure as any ordinary person. Not an ounce less.

Yun Xi looked at her parents’ burning gazes.

"You really want to know?"

Li Wanrong was so excited she couldn’t wait for her husband’s response, nodding eagerly ahead of him.

"The courier."

"What—?"

Their two voices came out as one.

The couple’s mouths fell open without thinking, their dazed expressions practically identical.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

The doorbell rang.

"You go."

Pei Linhan steadied himself.

Li Wanrong clenched her teeth slightly and grunted in reply. She had no choice but to suspend the interrogation for now and head out.

Pei Linhan glanced at his daughter, sighing inwardly. They’d gotten happy too soon; he’d really thought their daughter had finally given up resisting.

This girl.

Even if she doesn’t want to say, she can’t just make something up like that!

A courier?

Annoyed yet helpless, Li Wanrong stepped out of the townhouse and saw an actual courier standing in the same spot outside the yard gate. Only now it wasn’t that casually dressed young man, but Xiao Zhao, the one in charge of their complex.

As she opened the door to the townhouse, inside, father and daughter had moved over to the private floor-to-ceiling window.

Damn.

What was she supposed to ask?

"You were looking for me?"

The courier Zhao Fan smiled, bright and warm.

Li Wanrong forced a smile and had no choice but to improvise. "I’m looking for the young man who just delivered my package. Why didn’t he come?"

"Oh, sorry about that. The company must’ve misunderstood and didn’t realize the package today wasn’t delivered by me."

"That’s fine. Just have him come over."

Zhao Fan had been delivering packages in Biluo Yunjian for nearly half a year, so of course he recognized the refined lady in front of him. But he didn’t know whose mother she was, and he couldn’t see through the privacy glass in the townhouse behind her that his goddess—or rather, the goddess of Shen Zhou’s men—was watching him.

"Sorry, I don’t have his contact information."

"How can that be? Isn’t he your coworker?"

"Well, here’s how it is."

The courier Zhao Fan explained patiently, "The package you just received isn’t handled by our route. It’s a special delivery, specifically assigned. He took it straight from the sending location and brought it to you personally, without any transfers in between. That’s also to make sure your item stays safe. So today was my first time seeing him, and I don’t have his contact info."

Li Wanrong was surprised. "I see..."

"Mm."

The courier Zhao Fan nodded and asked, "Is there some issue with the package?"

Li Wanrong didn’t answer that. "Then how can I find him?"

"You’d probably need to contact the company, explain the situation, and have them reach out."

"Then what’s his name? I’ll call Speed Company."

"He’s called..."

Called what, again?

He blanked for a moment. "I think his surname is Jiang."

"Jiang?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Thanks."

"No problem."

Li Wanrong closed the gate, turned around, went back into the house, and saw father and daughter standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

"That wasn’t him, right?"

Pei Linhan said. One guy in regular clothes, one in uniform—he could at least tell that much.

"No. He’s Xiao Zhao, the one in charge of our area."

Li Wanrong relayed, "He said the young guy who delivered the package just now isn’t from their station, not even from Hui City. He single-handedly delivered the package all the way to our door."

Pei Linhan nodded. "Even better. Then get him over here."

"Xiao Zhao doesn’t know him; we’ll have to go through Speed Express."

"Doesn’t know him?"

"Mm, he only knows that young man’s surname is Jiang. You call Speed’s customer service."

"What surname?"

The couple turned, looking toward their daughter who’d suddenly spoken.

Li Wanrong’s mouth moved.

"...Jiang."

Was there something wrong with that?

Yun Xi fell silent, then suddenly said:

"Psychotic!"

The couple were instantly dumbfounded. They looked at each other, their eyes asking—

Is she cursing you? Or me?

Or.

Who exactly is she cursing?