I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2773 - 1723: The High-End Gathering

"They’re here!"

Li Wanrong, eagerly anticipating, lit up not because she heard honking—it’s almost eleven, and anyone with a bit of decency wouldn’t honk in a residential area—but because she sharply noticed the shadow cast by the car lights outside.

Pei Linhan also stood up immediately.

As they coincidentally walked out together, Li Wanrong suddenly paused.

"What’s wrong?"

"How does my expression look?"

Li Wanrong slightly pursed her lips towards her husband, showcasing a dignified, grand, friendly, yet polite smile.

"..."

Pei Linhan ignored her and walked straight ahead.

"Wait for me."

Li Wanrong hurried to catch up.

At a first meeting, it wasn’t just the younger generation that felt nervous—elders too. After all, the guest was their daughter’s boss and undoubtedly an upper-class individual.

As Pei Linhan opened the wrought iron gate, Li Wanrong took a final breath adjustment, attempting to face this significant meeting with perfect poise.

Indeed, the guests had arrived.

While Pei Yunxi was still sitting in the car, someone had already gotten out first, truly undaunted.

Well,

it wasn’t their first time meeting after all.

"Uncle Pei, long time no see."

Without a doubt, his smile must be more generous and natural than Li Wanrong’s.

No...

Looking at that young and, most importantly, "proper" face, Li Wanrong’s steps halted, and the carefully crafted expression instantly crumbled, turning into a dumbfounded question mark.

Isn’t this...

the same delivery guy from earlier today?

How did her daughter really bring back a deliveryman?!

She instinctively glanced at her husband, only to find him behaving normally, smiling as he walked over, engaging in a friendly chat.

"Why didn’t you say you were coming to Hui City in advance? Trying to surprise Uncle on purpose?"

Seeing this, Li Wanrong was even more bewildered.

Could someone please tell her?

What exactly is going on?!

"Sorry to disturb your rest, Uncle Pei."

"Oh no, old folks like us don’t sleep that early."

Saying this, standing in front of the car, Pei Linhan noticed his daughter hadn’t gotten out and glanced through the windshield, "Why are you still sitting there?"

Hmm.

Probably still rehearsing her lines.

Jiang Chen wasn’t in a hurry, his eyes moving past Pei Linhan to look at the fashionable, classy lady standing by the gate, who bore some resemblance to Pei Yunxi.

"Auntie."

He smiled and greeted her, without a hint of awkwardness.

Li Wanrong, intending to back up her daughter no matter what, ended up performing dismally, with no reaction, as if she was lost in thought, utterly emo.

What does it mean when plans can’t keep up with changes?

This is what it means.

"Wanrong, he’s greeting you."

Pei Linhan turned back to remind her, feeling slightly embarrassed and a bit puzzled.

Wasn’t she eager before? Why, now that he’s here, is she playing a game of statue?

Adapting to the situation isn’t done this way.

Was she helping to back up her daughter or undermining her?

"Bang."

Pei Yunxi finally got out of the car.

"Why is it you?"

Even though she realized a certain possibility, looking at the "young lad" she had seen just hours ago, Li Wanrong’s gaze was wandering and dazed.

Emotions can be contagious.

Upon hearing this, Pei Linhan froze, then looked at Jiang Chen in amazement, "You know each other?"

"He...was the one who delivered the package earlier..."

"Ah?"

Pei Linhan was caught off guard, hardly believing it, "Jiang, you were here earlier...?"

Jiang Chen humbly smiled, "Yes, when I saw Auntie during the day, I knew Uncle Pei hadn’t exaggerated."

Now he remembered.

His wife mentioned the deliveryman’s last name was Jiang, but who would have linked it to this??

Li Wanrong felt a bit embarrassed, having dressed up deliberately, not knowing it wasn’t their first meeting.

Her daytime attire was so casual.

"Since you were here earlier, why didn’t you come in? This is confusing..."

Pei Linhan forced a smile, completely unable to figure out what was going on.

"Something urgent came up suddenly during the day."

"Let’s go inside and sit; it’s chilly outside."

Li Wanrong gradually steadied her mood, inviting them in, though her smile was a bit forced.

"Yes, we can talk inside."

Pei Linhan agreed. As they walked inside, he lingered back slightly, with a stern face, signaling to his daughter.

However, she pretended not to see.

After all, this high-level encounter wasn’t divided by close relationships or family ties.

"Have some fruit."

Inside, the house’s temperature-control system, a staple for high-end residences, made it feel like spring all year long.

Pei Yunxi took off her "bulky" down jacket, revealing a knit sweater paired with high-waisted pants, her exquisite curves more mouth-watering than the fruit on the coffee table.

Of course.

Jiang Chen was morally upright, with ethics at least three or four stories high. He didn’t glance around but sat politely and elegantly on the velvet sofa, taking a piece of grapefruit even though he wasn’t hungry, "Thank you, Auntie."

Li Wanrong began to regain her normal standards, elegantly smiling, subtly observing.

Although the mix-up might have startled her, setting aside the day’s issues, this young man was quite consistent with her imagination, even more impressive than expected.

To be fair, Old Pei was quite good at judging people.

"Jiang, are you experiencing life by delivering packages?"

Pei Linhan seemed to tease.

"Isn’t it Uncle Pei and Auntie’s thirtieth wedding anniversary? I didn’t want to delay, so I made a run; it wasn’t far anyway."

"Uncle Pei, Auntie, this is the Heavenly Craft Exhibition’s gold award. Even if not second to none, it’s certainly unique. Yunxi has been preparing for this for over six months as the best gift for your thirty years of perfect harmony."

Now, that’s what you call adapting to the situation.