I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2842 - 1763: It’s All Good_2

"If I had known... I should have asked him for an autograph just now!"

"Had too much to drink, did the billion-dollar CEO just feed me? And did he smile at me?"

"No wonder the art academy no longer selects campus flowers; once you’ve seen the sea, other waters seem less attractive. Senior Li Shuru’s demeanor is absolutely top-notch."

Some people felt dizzy.

Some people beat their chests and stamped their feet.

Some people savored the memory reluctantly.

Only Ai Lu, unaffected, sighed softly and continued to enjoy her food.

"Ai Lu, from now on I’m going to cling to you, I didn’t realize you were hiding so deeply!"

Faced with her roommate’s "flattery," Ai Lu calmly said, "I don’t have any thighs for you to cling to."

"Wow, isn’t Tianci Capital’s thigh thick enough? Do you know how great the benefits and salary packages are at Tianci Capital? Getting an offer from Tianci Capital upon graduation would make one’s life feel complete!"

"Sigh~"

Ai Lu sighed again.

"Why do you keep sighing? Tell me, are you pretending or something?!"

"If you want to join Tianci Capital, you should stay away from me."

"Why?"

The others were also quite puzzled.

Faced with her friends’ inquiring gazes, a hint of helplessness appeared on Ai Lu’s delicate face.

"Failed the background check."

"Huh???"

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"Beep——"

Pa Mei’s headlights lit up.

As if a sleeping beast opened its eyes.

The students across the street quickly withdrew their envious gazes.

"Really not going?"

Getting into the car, Li Shuru asked, tilting her head.

Boss Jiang was also fastening his seatbelt, not quite catching on, "Going where?"

"The art academy’s piano room."

Comrade Jiang Chen put his hand on the steering wheel, "Dance?"

Dance.

The once standout campus beauty of the art academy was, of course, professional, but the question was, is someone’s so-called "dance" the legitimate kind?

The answer was very likely no.

"Let’s go."

Li Shuru didn’t simply compromise, looking ahead.

Pa Mei started.

The crowd was a bit sparser than before the barbecue, but still needed to be careful. Boss Jiang drove very slowly, unhurried, calm.

"I..."

"I..."

Almost at the same time.

Speaking in unison.

"You speak first."

The gentlemanly demeanor was shown by someone.

"I plan to take a trip to River City."

Li Shuru spoke up.

It turns out she wasn’t changing her mind to agree to dance.

"River City? What are you going there for?"

Boss Jiang didn’t get carried away, not disappointed, his face only showed confusion.

"The Licheng baby girl case, public opinion is so intense, I can’t leave all the pressure to Sister Fang Qing, I’ll go help share some."

Jiang Chen suddenly understood. This reason sounded very reasonable, but he always felt something wasn’t quite right.

"Since when did you become so polite?"

"Shouldn’t I be? After all, we’re truly sisters now."

"Ahem."

Boss Jiang immediately stopped talking.

"Okay?"

Li Shuru continued to ask.

Being so respected, her vanity was greatly satisfied, and the key was, how to refuse?

Simply couldn’t find a reason.

"If you want to go, then go, what does it matter."

Boss Jiang acted magnanimously. His performance further evidenced that he was completely unaware of the fact he had involuntarily become a father.

Not counting the Japanese side.

Also true.

Not everyone has the sensitivity of Li Shuru.

And from his perspective.

With so many close female friends... Ahem.

Not a single one struck, how could he have imagined reuniting with Qing Mei over a "Mountain Village Corpse," and it resulted in something?

Anyone else wouldn’t have had a warning either.

"Mm."

Li Shuru said, "Then I’ll set out in the next couple of days."

If someone chimed in with: I’ll go too. That would be quite the fun, with three people reuniting in River City, the scene would be too beautiful to imagine. Fortunately, someone’s luck was extraordinarily high.

He’s got no time.

"What were you about to say?"

"...I need to go abroad for a while."

Mm.

Boss Jiang had other important matters.

"Where to?"

"Japan."

Li Shuru definitely doesn’t know the pressure on her boyfriend’s shoulders. Whose shoulders aren’t under pressure?

As long as he doesn’t have to go to River City with her, it’s the ideal situation.

"How long will you be there?"

Boss Jiang sighed with an air of melancholy, "As soon as possible."

Still deluding oneself.

How would he know that at this moment, his girlfriend probably wishes he would "disappear" for as long as possible?

"Then I probably can’t see you off."

Li Shuru smiled.

Jiang Chen also smiled, "You just go about your business..."

As he spoke, he suddenly paused, as if he had something he couldn’t easily express.

"What’s wrong?"

Li Shuru asked, "Is there something you want me to convey to Sister Fang Qing? Tell me, and I’ll make sure it gets passed along exactly as you say."

Jiang Chen chuckled bitterly, finally steering through the crowded snack street, and as he gripped the steering wheel, the car’s speed returned to normal, "When you see Fang Qing, speak carefully. She’s quite sensitive."

"Are you suggesting that I’m not?"

"Look at you—acting petty."

Boss Jiang truly is a model for our generation. His candid face appearing faintly in the windscreen, "She doesn’t know you know, so you... don’t be too direct."

Having many loves might be tolerable.

But even asking the official girlfriend to step in and clean up?

Seriously.

Is there anyone else?!

"You haven’t talked to her?"

"Didn’t I say? She’s sensitive. If I were to speak directly to her, she’d probably find it hard to accept."

"Why do I have to accept it then?"

Finally, a rightful touch of grievance could be heard in Li Shuru’s voice.

Since the conversation reached this point again, might as well solve some solvable issues. Without using any tricks, he glanced at his girlfriend and spoke matter-of-factly, "Don’t you have a bit of responsibility in this?"

"Me? Responsibility?"

"You were the one who strongly advocated for her to be brought into Tianci, not me, right?"

Li Shuru was momentarily speechless.

"Don’t misunderstand. I’m not blaming you. We don’t need to point fingers at each other at this point."

He got more and more carried away.

Usually, it would be just fine, enduring can get one through. But this time, Li Shuru didn’t want to be accommodating,

"Shut up."

Cut off mercilessly, Boss Jiang still knew shame, and closed his mouth somewhat awkwardly.

Li Shuru slowly closed her eyes, raised her hand, and rubbed her brow center.

Seems carefree, but he could completely understand his girlfriend’s mindset, or rather, he believed he could.

The strong are respected.

Indeed.

This is the truth.

The strong can rightfully seize more resources, that’s only fair.

But can women truly be willing?

In ancient times.

Yes.

After all, the female consciousness wasn’t awake then.

But now it’s a modern society where everyone can read and write.

If it’s just binding through interests, that could be tolerated, but how can genuine feelings be willing to share?

"You know Fang Qing’s personality well. She won’t have any demands."

Jiang Chen said softly as he drove.

Li Shuru opened her eyes, put down her hand, and gave a gentle smile, "I know, that’s why I respect Sister Fang Qing, even admire her. If I had health issues, I would resign gracefully."

"Are you serious?"

Jiang Chen turned his head in surprise.

"What else?"

"I thought you were joking."

Li Shuru threw him a sideways glance, "Only you would joke about something like this."

Li Shuru stared ahead, the traffic weaving by, the taillights forming a winding crimson dragon, breathing the pulse of this sleepless city.

Her gaze was unfocused, her lips slightly smiling, "Of course, only Sister Fang Qing. I wouldn’t do this for anyone else."

"What about Shi Qianxi."

This was a chance to bring things into the open.

Though one must admit, she really knows how to seize opportunities.

Li Shuru shook her head, "She can’t win."

Can’t win?

What’s she saying?

What does that mean?

Though it seemed like talking past each other, Jiang Chen didn’t pursue it further.

Streetlights like stars meandered far off into the distance, sketching the city’s nightscape.

Neon lights flowed, red, yellow, blue, and green spots dancing on the windshield like a silent fireworks show.

The gradually rising fog became the perfect filter, and the wipers automatically switched on.

"I don’t blame you, you won’t blame me, right."

Jiang Chen turned his head.

Li Shuru seemed to be talking to herself, watching the swaying wipers.

Jiang Chen did something against protocol—driving with his left hand, he reached out with his right hand to the passenger seat, and gently stroked his girlfriend’s smooth hair.

"It’s all right."