I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1277: Proxy War of 882

Chapter 1277: Proxy War of 882

Spring and Autumn Plaza Entrance.

A business car came to a stop.

"Are you sure you don’t need me to walk you inside?"

As Shi Qianxi said this, Jiang Chen had already impatiently opened the car door.

"No need. Walking after a meal is good for your health."

Shi Qianxi chuckled, "You definitely know a thing or two about staying healthy."

Since her boyfriend said so, Li Shuru naturally didn’t want to trouble her, "Thank you, Sister Qianqian."

"We’re like family, no need to stand on ceremony."

Miss Shi was someone who exuded boldness and generosity.

Jiang Chen acted as if he didn’t hear this, taking his girlfriend’s hand and stepping out of the car.

Li Shuru didn’t show any unusual reaction either.

"Good night."

Sitting in the car, Shi Qianxi waved with a warm smile.

"Drive safe."

With a near perfunctory tone, Jiang Chen responded and shut the car door.

The business car started back up, merged into the flow of traffic, and gradually disappeared from sight.

"Actually, she’s not a bad person."

Watching the direction where the car disappeared, Li Shuru spoke softly.

Good or bad has never been an absolute.

From different perspectives, you might even get entirely different feelings.

"She’s indeed not a bad person, but she’s certainly not a good one either."

Jiang Chen judged, fair and square.

"She’s your close work partner. Is it appropriate for you to talk about her like that?"

Li Shuru tilted her head, her coldly stunning face holding a faint but ambiguous smile.

"I wasn’t criticizing her. These days, being called a good person isn’t exactly a compliment."

Jiang Chen took her soft, warm hand. "Let’s go inside."

Obediently taking his hand, Li Shuru walked into the Spring and Autumn Plaza with him, the previous air of streetwise swagger entirely absent.

"Since when did you two get so close?"

Jiang Chen asked casually, trying not to sound too deliberate, as if it were just small talk.

The streetlights were bright, the greenery lush, giving the residential area the feel of walking through an ecological park.

"We’ve known each other for almost a year. How could we not be close?"

Jiang Chen was rendered speechless.

That was true.

Thinking back on the timeline,

From the time they first met at a birthday gathering, it had indeed been close to a year.

"...I mean, your relationship didn’t seem that great before."

Jiang Chen tried to put it tactfully.

He was clearly someone with significant depth, but the same could be said of Li Shuru’s equally profound spirit, so their conversations always contained a certain subtle complexity.

"She and I have quite a bit of destiny between us."

Li Shuru chuckled lightly. To the average listener, her words would sound cryptic, but Jiang Chen understood her perfectly.

He suddenly felt the urge to laugh but managed to suppress it just in time.

She wasn’t wrong.

They indeed shared quite a bit of fate.

In the past,

the two could have been considered rivals in a sense. But now that Sun Xiyu had exited the stage, their dynamic didn’t seem to have changed too much.

Wait.

His understanding seemed flawed.

How could they still be considered rivals now?

Jiang Chen quickly cut off his train of thought. "Fate can be either fortunate or unfortunate. Unlucky fate is what we call ill-fated ties. Remember her temper at your birthday gathering? Why would you think of calling her today?"

Jiang Chen truly couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Could it be she thought he wasn’t reliable?

That shouldn’t be the case.

Not to boast, but dealing with a bunch of wealthy second-generation kids wasn’t just easy—it was effortless. If it were their parents, then maybe it’d take a bit more effort.

"Wasn’t Sister Qianqian a well-known socialite in East Sea before? I thought she’d have an easier time dealing with this kind of situation."

Li Shuru offered her explanation.

It made some sense.

But it was undeniably insufficient.

Jiang Chen glanced at his girlfriend’s naturally composed profile, unable to guess what might really be going on in her mind.

"Sister Qianqian."

He repeated the name aloud, then joked, "Are you really planning to adopt her as your honorary older sister?"

"Doesn’t seem like a bad idea."

Jiang Chen smiled faintly.

True.

Based on today’s behavior from that Witch, she indeed gave off an overwhelming sense of security. But then again, let’s not forget, the Witch wasn’t who she used to be. In the past, she often let emotions dictate her actions. But now, she wasn’t likely to engage in any loss-making ventures.

"Don’t forget, she’s a capitalist now. Do you know the defining trait of capitalists?"

"And that is?"

Li Shuru tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"..."

Jiang Chen fell silent. He knew full well she was just asking rhetorically.

He sighed softly.

"Looks like all grudges have been wiped away with a single smile."

Li Shuru’s lips curved up subtly. She shook her head and began recounting at a leisurely pace, "Lately, she’s asked me to go shopping twice, watch concerts twice, and eat together three times..."

Jiang Chen was stunned but then laughed helplessly. "Why didn’t you tell me?"

"I did tell you before, but it didn’t seem to leave much of an impression."

"..."

At least she spared Jiang Chen some dignity by not dwelling on it too much.

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

It was true.

When he first heard that the Witch wanted to "adopt" Li Shuru as her honorary younger sister, he had already warned her sternly. But the result was obvious—his words hadn’t made any impact whatsoever. She had gone her way, treating his warnings as nothing more than air.

"What are you worried about?"

Li Shuru tightened her grip on her boyfriend’s hand and asked softly.

Jiang Chen carefully chose his words, "I’m just worried her personality and way of doing things might influence you."

"I’m an adult. It’s not so easy to influence me."

"Proximity to cinnabar makes you red; proximity to ink makes you black. You’ve seen how she operates—talking about loan sharking like it’s nothing. Someone that ruthless and dangerous is better kept at arm’s length."

Such is life. It seems no one can fully escape convention.

Even someone like Jiang Chen couldn’t help but badmouth others behind their backs.

"But what if it’s unavoidable? What should I do then?"

Li Shuru asked.

"..."

Once again, Jiang Chen found himself at a loss for words.