I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1252: Long live friendship 865_2

Chapter 1252: Long live friendship 865_2

Wu Yufei, sitting in the passenger seat, seemed oblivious to the envious glances of passersby and glanced sideways: "Do you really trust me?"

"Why ask that?"

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll mess it up? I’m just a regular salesperson."

Jiang Chen chuckled lightly, "Does the sales profession require exceptional expertise? It’s not a technical job—anyone can handle it."

His words were somewhat biased, but in the current context, they were perfectly reasonable.

The only issue was that they lacked empathy.

At such a moment, wouldn’t a few comforting words be more appropriate?

Wu Yufei showed a faint bitter smile and exhaled softly.

"You’re still the same as before, huh."

"Is that a compliment?"

Wu Yufei pursed her lips and smiled, "You can interpret it however you’d like."

"Praised over and over, yet never loved enough—

In your moments of sadness, you turn to me for relief, finding solace in my humor—

I willingly remain in the passenger seat, joyful yet wistful—

Knowing each other so deeply, no wonder we’re destined to resemble siblings."

She nestled into the leather seat, quietly listening to the drifting melody from the car’s speakers, lost in thought.

When they reached the navigation point, Jiang Chen stopped the car and glanced over.

The girl in the passenger seat had already fallen asleep.

Although her appearance had changed considerably, her brows and eyes still faintly resembled the introverted girl she once was.

"It’s morning."

Wu Yufei opened her eyes abruptly and sat up straight quickly, "Sorry..."

Someone had driven her home, yet she’d fallen asleep—clearly, not very polite.

"The hospital bed must not have been too comfortable."

Jiang Chen unfastened his seatbelt.

Wu Yufei herself didn’t quite understand why she was able to sleep so soundly in a man’s car.

Perhaps it was genuinely because she hadn’t rested well in the hospital recently.

Jiang Chen got out of the car and retrieved her luggage.

Wu Yufei hurriedly unfastened her seatbelt and followed him down.

"Can you carry this all by yourself?"

In addition to her change of clothes, there were nutritional supplements sent by coworkers during visits.

Boss Jiang really had no tact.

A fragile woman—how could she possibly carry it all, especially right after being discharged from the hospital?

Wu Yufei felt embarrassed.

"Do you live alone?"

Jiang Chen asked.

Wu Yufei quickly nodded, "Yes, I used to share with another girl, but she got a boyfriend and moved out."

Well,

there was no one she could call for assistance now.

"Let’s go then."

Jiang Chen picked up the luggage.

"I’ll take this one."

Wu Yufei didn’t feel comfortable sitting back and doing nothing; instead, she actively picked up a bag of nutritional supplements.

Jiang Chen glanced at her.

"I’m fine now."

Wu Yufei smiled warmly.

Jiang Chen nodded lightly.

Wu Yufei led the way.

The complex seemed relatively new, and the environment was nice. Upon reaching her apartment door upstairs, Wu Yufei surprisingly pulled out a key from under a nearby flowerpot.

Although her aura seemed gentle, her inner strength was remarkable. A woman living alone, leaving a key outside—was she truly fearless of danger?

"Have you ever watched a movie called ’Door Lock’?"

As the door opened,

Jiang Chen made the comment while stepping inside.

Wu Yufei had certainly seen that classic thriller about a lone woman being stalked and immediately understood his meaning. She quickly explained, "Ouyang needed to grab clothes from my place. She said she often loses her keys, so she put them outside herself. I wouldn’t dare do something like that!"

"Bang."

Wu Yufei closed the door, "No need for slippers—the place needs tidying anyway after I’ve been away so long."

"Where should I put your stuff?"

"Just here is fine."

The small two-bedroom unit, roughly seventy square meters, had a clean and simple design—already a considerably nice living space for someone working to make a life for themselves.

It couldn’t compare to the coffin apartments introduced by Yang Ni back in Gangcheng, which were horrifically tiny, barely a few square meters.

"...only bottled water and cola."

Perhaps because she rarely had guests over, Wu Yufei seemed somewhat tense even though she was finally back in the safest space of all—her own home—clenching her hands tightly as if uneasy.

"You don’t have to; I’m not thirsty."

In contrast, Jiang Chen, the guest, seemed to embody the role of host, casually taking in his surroundings.

"How much is the rent per month here?"

"About two thousand."

Wu Yufei still went ahead and fetched a bottle of bottled water from the fridge.

"Why so formal?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, while Yufei’s cheeks began heating up again.

Paying no attention, he politely accepted the water and sat down on the sofa.

"Why not share with a female coworker?"

"Most of my coworkers are already married, and I haven’t been with Kangrun long—I don’t know many people yet."

Though their "collaboration" hadn’t started yet, the scene of these exchanges felt more like a superior questioning a subordinate.

Jiang Chen sipped the water before noticing, "Why are you just standing there?"

Wu Yufei gave a stiff smile.

"You’re not feeling pressured about what I said during dinner earlier, are you?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, "If you’re unwilling, you can refuse; it’s no problem."

Wu Yufei silently stared at him for a moment.

"It’s the kind of opportunity others dream of—if I refused, wouldn’t I be a fool? Plus, you know how much effort it takes for us to secure even one deal."

"So, you’ve agreed?"

Wu Yufei instinctively glanced at him sideways, her delicate demeanor inadvertently radiating alluring charm.

Such a question didn’t need consideration.

Though accepting unearned favors wasn’t her principle,

this wasn’t a typical kindness.

This opportunity had the power to reshape her entire life.