I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1061 - 742 Lucky_2

Chapter 1061: 742 Lucky_2

Asking someone to brave the mountain’s blade and sea of fire surely warrants some reward, doesn’t it?

On this point, these royal descendants were never stingy.

"Thank you, Young Master Fang."

Luo Han bowed his head, once again turning his attention to the photo.

Apang Palace.

Embracing an "unrestrained attitude," Jiang Chen knocked on the door that was originally meant to be his resting room.

"Sister has called me back for dinner."

The Taoist nun sister said, after opening the door.

Sisters in a master-disciple relationship certainly didn’t have the power to communicate telepathically; Jiang Chen glanced at the phone watch on her white wrist.

He wanted to tease her a bit but held back, not wanting to ruin the sibling relationship.

"Is she coming to pick you up?"

"I’ll take a car there."

Tanki Liuli’s learning ability was strong; at the very least, she wouldn’t do something as foolish as walking for hours like before.

Of course, she still didn’t know how to drive. She would probably learn quickly, but it’s not just knowing how to drive; one must have a driver’s license.

"I’ll drive you."

Jiang Chen thought it had been a while since they had met.

Though distance does make the heart grow fonder, maintaining appropriate space wasn’t a problem, but one must beware of going too far.

It was essential to meet occasionally; otherwise, even the deepest bonds might fade over time.

As one of only two people he was familiar with in this vast and tumultuous world, Tanki Liuli seldom expressed any opposition to Jiang Chen, more obedient than the average child.

Jiang Chen drove, bringing the Taoist nun who had gradually assimilated into society to Drum Alley, parking steadily in front of the quadrangle.

He had only been here once, but he seemed to remember the place very well.

It was the same auntie who answered the door.

While following her in, Jiang Chen consciously observed her walking posture—steady and light, and it seemed every step was equally spaced, most likely another expert.

"Sister."

Tanki Liuli entered the main hall.

People weren’t so easily tamed. Despite recently taking on her daily expenses, to the point of becoming a provider of food and clothing, the Taoist nun sister still showed more warmth toward Lan Peizhi.

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but wonder: if Lan Peizhi continued to irresponsibly leave the girl to him and the Taoist nun sister’s feelings for him deepened over time, neglecting her sister, what would she feel?

With this thought, a mischievous smile curled at the corners of Jiang Chen’s mouth.

"Still getting along well?"

Lan Peizhi inquired softly, maintaining an impeccable façade.

Tanki Liuli nodded.

"Don’t worry, I won’t shortchange Taoist Duanmu. Haven’t you noticed that she’s gained a little weight?"

Uninvited, Jiang Chen spoke up to make his presence felt.

Weight was always a taboo topic for women; any other woman might have been enraged upon hearing such a comment. However, Tanki Liuli, no longer wearing her Daoist robe, likely had no concept of this issue. Otherwise, given her martial prowess, Jiang Chen would probably have been thrown out horizontally in an instant.

"Let’s serve the dishes."

Lan Peizhi ordered.

The not-to-be-underestimated middle-aged woman went to do so.

Jiang Chen seated himself with tranquility.

"What did you call me here for?"

"..."

She clearly had called her disciple back, and it seemed to have nothing at all to do with him.

But Lan Peizhi didn’t mock him for his nerve; she looked at him with a tranquil expression.

"You seem to be in a good mood."

"My friend’s surgery was successful; I have no reason to be upset."

"Your ex-girlfriend might be okay, but what about your childhood friend?"

Lan Peizhi said, "Of all hobbies, to take up photography..."

Jiang Chen was unconcerned.

Although Lan Peizhi indeed called only Tanki Liuli back, not mentioning him at all, this was a kind of unspoken agreement.

"I told Miss Cao not to spread it around."

"If you don’t want anyone to know, don’t do it. Don’t treat people as fools. The Fang Family might already be sharpening their knives."

"Trying to scare me?"

Jiang Chen smiled nonchalantly, "I haven’t treated anyone like a fool; on the contrary, I always consider the Fang Family quite intelligent. Do you think they would make a big fuss over a dead man? Of course, I’m not saying I’m that formidable, but they have to give Miss Cao some face, right?"

"The fact that Cao Jinse is willing to help you doesn’t mean you can rest easy. The losses the Fang Family has suffered aren’t just about an individual on the fringe, but the reputation of the entire clan. You don’t slap someone in the face, let alone in front of the whole world, where the backbone of the Fang Family has been brought down by this incident."

"It’s not serious, is it?"

"If it were, do you think you could still be sitting here peacefully? Even with Cao Jinse’s involvement, the Fang Family would make sure to pursue you to the end. I don’t know what kind of agreement you’ve made with Cao Jinse, but any alliance of interests has its limits."

Jiang Chen, of course, understood what she was saying.

He hardly needed to think—if the Fang Family truly became his sworn enemy, Cao Jinse would certainly not firmly stand by his side.

Their relationship was different from the one he shared with Lan Peizhi.

He and Lan Peizhi shared a bond of "life and death" camaraderie.

Cao Jinse probably agreed to help because she felt the conflict between him and the Fang Family hadn’t escalated to a do-or-die point yet.

Of course.

One can’t blame others for being pragmatic.

This world is like that; even relatives have to weigh the pros and cons; why should anyone else be expected to risk it all for you?

"If you don’t want an extra pair of chopsticks at the table, I can leave; there’s no need for such scary talk."

"If you were scared, you wouldn’t have been so hasty."

"How could I know the lawyer would go to such extremes?"

Human nature is indeed the most unpredictable and difficult to control.

Jiang Chen was increasingly feeling this.

"If you want to play with human nature, you must be prepared to be played by it."

Jiang Chen smiled wryly, "There’s no need to add insult to injury; time can’t be turned back, and bringing this up now doesn’t help."

The auntie walked in with a tray of food.

Lan Peizhi stopped the conversation.

Although he wasn’t invited, Jiang Chen still got a set of bowl and chopsticks.

"Thank you."

He took the bowl and chopsticks, thinking about what Lan Peizhi had just said and the more he thought, the more it made sense.

To be prepared for danger in times of safety.

Always to be prepared for the worst possible outcome.

"Do you mind if I make a call?"

He asked politely.

Lan Peizhi didn’t speak.

Tanki Liuli, true to her foodie nature, had already started eating with her chopsticks.

Sometimes, Jiang Chen envied her; the world must seem quite simple to her.

Without deliberately avoiding it, Jiang Chen took out his phone and, in front of the Taoist nun sisters, dialed Fang Qing’s number.

Give a peach, get a plum in return.

Lan Peizhi was so sincere; there was no need for him to be secretive.

The call connected.

Before Jiang Chen could speak, a familiar, kindly laugh came through.

"Jiang Chen, your Aunt Pan and I were just talking about you."

The call wasn’t answered by Fang Qing, but by Fang Weiguo.

"Uncle Fang."

Jiang Chen immediately greeted him with respect.

"Fang Qing is packing with your Aunt Pan; is there something you need her for?"

"Packing?"

"We’re planning to travel abroad."

Fang Weiguo explained with a laugh.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was even more surprised when Fang Weiguo continued, "You might not believe it, but your Aunt Pan won the grand prize at a bank’s year-end lottery, an all-expenses-paid trip to Europe for the whole family."

Fang Weiguo shared the good news with the kid he had watched grow up.

"Really? Aunt Pan is that lucky?"

Jiang Chen expressed his amazement.

"Yeah, I’ve lived my whole life and never won even a hundred bucks in the lottery; your Aunt Pan is still teasing me about it. Did you need something from Fang Qing? I’ll hand her the phone."

Jiang Chen could hear the joy in his voice and didn’t want to ruin it, "It’s nothing, let her be busy. She hasn’t been abroad before, right?"

"Yeah, she’s been working ever since she finished school; the timing just happens to be perfect."

Jiang Chen understood Fang Qing surely wouldn’t divulge anything about Capital City, so he naturally didn’t say too much.

"Uncle Fang, with such good luck, you must cherish it. Make sure to have a great time on this trip."

"Haha, of course, your Aunt Pan has told Fang Qing to plan it well."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"If you come back this year, Uncle Fang won’t be able to accompany you."

"Uncle Fang, don’t talk like that, just enjoy your trip."

After a pleasant chat, Jiang Chen put down the phone, "They’re planning an overseas trip."

Lan Peizhi had heard everything, and she had also noticed his respectful attitude towards a common elder from the grassroots.

"Lucky break."

Jiang Chen, who hadn’t been a stranger to buying lottery tickets in hopes of getting rich during his school days, didn’t pick up the thread but picked up his chopsticks and got lost in thought.