I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2782 - 1728: I’ll Die!

"Since we rarely have guests at home, we haven’t prepared any pajamas. These are your Uncle Pei’s. They are almost unworn..."

Jiang Chen took the pajamas directly from her hand, "Auntie, you should go rest."

It was indeed late.

Outside, it was pitch black, like being engulfed in ink, with no end in sight. Unknowingly, it was already past midnight.

Though reluctant to part, it was time to say goodbye. Li Wanrong nodded, "Alright, if you need anything... you can reach out to Duoduo, she is right next door to you, or you can message her."

Ne-needs?

If it were someone with bad intentions, they might misunderstand, but Boss Jiang had a clear conscience, upright and straightforward, without a single impure thought, "Alright, Auntie."

"Then you wash up first."

Li Wanrong, a bit reluctant to leave, slowly turned and, as she walked out, looked back to help close the door.

Jiang Chen held the light blue men’s pajamas, exhaled softly, adjusted his expression, and looked around.

With over forty square meters, judging by the newness of the furnishings, this room was indeed seldom used. The area was not much different from a hotel, but the feeling was certainly incomparable.

It’s not like it doesn’t cost money.

When staying in a hotel, no matter the level of the suite, can they arrange for one of the world’s top hundred faces to be your neighbor?

Even if nothing happens, the spiritual satisfaction and enjoyment are clear.

Just don’t know how thick the walls are, how well-insulated for sound they might be.

Boss Jiang took the pajamas and headed into the bathroom to shower.

In the master bedroom.

Normally spending half an hour applying this and that before bed, Li Wanrong actually abandoned her decades-long habit. She didn’t even shower. When Pei Linhan emerged comfortable in a bathrobe from the bathroom, he nearly got a fright.

He saw his wife sitting at the dressing table, talking to herself in the mirror with her hands clasped, murmuring inexplicably.

Past midnight, this sight, wasn’t it spooky?

Fortunately, she wore camel color, not bright red.

Pei Linhan frowned, adjusted his belt slightly, walked quietly closer, and finally heard what his wife was muttering.

"Heavenly spirits, earthy spirits... thanking the Bodhisattva Guanyin... thanking the ancestors..."

Pei Linhan was taken aback, unable to cry or laugh, "What are you doing?"

"Oh my!"

Li Wanrong screamed, jumping up from the chair, turning around to see him, patting her chest, and scolding, "Middle of the night, are you trying to scare me to death!"

Huh?

Wasn’t that like the villain complaining first?

But Pei Linhan was used to it, not bothering, "I asked what you’re doing."

"Why do you care what I’m doing."

Li Wanrong retorted unhappily, rolling her eyes.

Pei Linhan looked out the window, "What time is it, and you’re still not going to bathe and rest?"

"What, not knitting your wool today?"

Pei Linhan stayed silent, turned, and walked directly towards the bed, "Taking a break today."

"Hey."

Li Wanrong laughed, followed closely, "Taking a vacation?"

"Are you done?"

Pei Linhan climbed into bed, lifting the quilt, "Not sleeping, are you? If not, I’ll sleep first."

"No way!"

Li Wanrong grabbed the quilt.

"You control the heavens and the earth, and now you even control my sleep?"

"Before, I urged you to sleep, you wouldn’t, and now you suddenly want to, are you deliberately opposing me?"

Pei Linhan smiled silently, sitting on the bed, "How is me sleeping against you?"

"You can sleep?"

"I can."

Pei Linhan responded decisively.

"Stop pretending!"

See.

That’s how women are.

I don’t need your opinion; it’s only mine that counts.

Then, if so, why ask?

Pei Linhan chuckled more, sighing, seeing through her present thoughts, "Go out, turn right, and come back when you’re sleepy."

"You’ll be the death of me! What time is it?"

"You know how to care for others, but not for me?"

Pei Linhan was displeased.

"I say, aren’t you even a bit concerned about your daughter’s lifelong matters?"

"How else should I care? Why didn’t you just not bother tidying the room earlier and let him stay in Duoduo’s room directly!"

"How’s that right?"

Li Wanrong immediately refuted, "On a first visit, how could we let him stay in the daughter’s room? Where’s our family’s dignity?"

No.

Isn’t a first visit enough?

Pei Linhan withdrew his smile, "You do know about dignity? Look in the mirror; is your dignity still on your face? Can you be more reserved!"

"Reserved? Nonsense, I’m not the one dating!"

"You still know that."

Pei Linhan reminded, "Don’t forget your task today is to bring honor to your daughter, not shame. Even if you’re satisfied with Jiang, don’t show it too plainly, making it seem like your daughter can’t get married."

Li Wanrong opened her mouth but couldn’t retort, touched her face, and only realized belatedly, "Was I really that obvious?"

Pei Linhan was amused again, "What do you think? In business, it’s like your lowest price has been spotted."

"What a silly comparison, this isn’t business!"

Li Wanrong scolded, then asked, "Are you not satisfied with Jiang?"

Pei Linhan was silent, though he hadn’t smoked for years, suddenly had an urge to smoke.

"Jiang... is indeed quite good."

Li Wanrong smiled, looking like she had Fiery Eyes, "I knew it. Old Pei, you’re happier than me deep down, just men, pretending."

Men pretending? Putting up an act?

That’s practically turning the universe upside down.

Pei Linhan, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, chose not to argue, "Just reminding you, we’re parents, and with a daughter, stay composed no matter what."

Li Wanrong didn’t argue further, whispering, "Did you see our daughter’s reaction? Perhaps they already..."

See.

No filter again.

"Hmph!"

Pei Linhan didn’t let her finish, forcibly pulled the quilt, turned over, and lay down.

Li Wanrong sat by the bed, looking at his back, laughing, "Blame the fact you raised a daughter, who are you angry with?"

The rarely used guest room came into play.

Someone, wearing Old Pei’s pajamas, came out after a shower, entirely refreshed, showing no signs of fatigue.

Perhaps thanks to those two cups of black coffee’s effect.

The beer from the skewer meal was surely sobered up, as he glanced at the wall connecting next door, stood in place for a while, then walked towards the door.

No mistake.

Boss Jiang was quite bold, not hiding cautiously in the room, actually standing at the next-door entrance, raising his hand without any guilt, and knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock—"

Inside the room.

Just coming out from the bathroom, Pei Yunxi carelessly wrapped in a towel, her brows furrowed at the sound of the door, with her collarbone and shoulders exposed, her skin alabaster, glowing from the recent bath, capable of beguiling the mind.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock—"

Pei Yunxi stopped at the bathroom door, clutching her towel tightly, gritting her teeth, unmoving, until...

"Yun Xi, Yun Xi, are you asleep?"

Oh dear!

She was thrown into chaos!