I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1407 - 953 Suddenly looking back, the lights are dim

Chapter 1407: 953 Suddenly looking back, the lights are dim

Liao Xiangdong sat for about half an hour.

He didn’t drink a single glass of wine before leaving.

Jiang Chen has seen quite a few impressive people now. Among them, he noticed a common trait.

In the imagination of ordinary people, there’s no extravagant partying or indulgence.

Instead, there is exceptional self-discipline.

After watching the band perform for a while, Jiang Chen planned to leave.

"Hey."

The sexy and refreshing beauty was still there, surprisingly waiting until now.

Jiang Chen paused, as if he had forgotten about her, "Is there something you need?"

"My name is Qian Duoduo, and you?"

What?

Qian Duoduo?

Good thing he hadn’t drunk. Otherwise, Jiang Chen might have spat it out in shock. "Qian Duoduo? Real name or stage name?"

"Friends call me that."

Looks like it’s a "stage name."

"And you?"

Likewise.

Although they chatted for quite a while earlier, they didn’t even know each other’s names.

"Lonely figure by the cold river."

Since she had introduced herself, Jiang Chen certainly couldn’t be rude and politely reciprocated.

Miss "Qian Duoduo" slightly frowned, but didn’t show any displeasure, sat down again, and proactively extended her long hand, "Hello."

Jiang Chen glanced at her hand, and only lightly pinched her fingertip.

"Waiter."

Qian Duoduo waved.

"Bring a glass of XC16, no, two glasses."

Without giving Jiang Chen a chance to speak, Miss Qian Duoduo lived up to her name and generously said, "It’s on me."

How could he decline again?

After ordering, Qian Duoduo smiled at Jiang Chen, a smile entirely different from before, quite sincere, even with a hint of flattery.

"You know Uncle Liao?"

The straightforward Jiang Chen naturally nodded.

"Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

"You never asked me."

"..."

Qian Duoduo was at a loss for words, felt slightly embarrassed recalling her previous remarks, but clearly, she wasn’t a thin-skinned person, quickly adjusted.

"What’s your relationship with Uncle Liao?"

She blinked, probing.

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then calmly said, "Take a guess."

"..."

History is surprisingly similar.

The same question, the same answer, just with roles reversed.

"You and Uncle Liao are close, aren’t you?"

Qian Duoduo continued probing.

Perhaps not that close, as "close" is a mutual concept, not one-sided, but she certainly knows Liao Xiangdong well.

This guy can make Uncle Liao come specifically, definitely extraordinary; even her father might not have that privilege.

"I suppose."

Jiang Chen replied to every question, but most of the answers were practically meaningless, making her want to get angry yet finding no valid reason.

"Are you from East Sea?"

Qian Duoduo changed the direction.

"No."

Jiang Chen’s attitude was impeccable, suddenly becoming sparing with words.

Qian Duoduo could only grind her teeth, instinctively taking out a pack of cigarettes, clicking one to light it.

While it had a unique charm when women smoked, Jiang Chen still said, "Cut down on smoking, it’s bad for your health."

"Smokers are well aware it’s bad for their health."

Qian Duoduo smiled, seemingly with many stories.

However, a pampered wealthy girl like her, no matter how troubled, can’t be compared to ordinary smokers.

"Enjoy your drinks."

Two glasses of wine were served.

Qian Duoduo signaled Jiang Chen with her eyes, "Try it, I really wasn’t lying."

Jiang Chen didn’t stand on ceremony, picked up a glass and took a sip.

"How is it?"

"Tastes good, but I feel it’s not worth eight hundred."

Qian Duoduo laughed in surprise, "You’re undermining Uncle Liao."

Jiang Chen was unconcerned, "He’s not here anyway."

Qian Duoduo couldn’t help breaking into a bigger smile, probably amazed that her Uncle Liao would be acquainted with someone so humorous.

Isn’t there a saying about people being grouped together?

"Whew..."

Beautiful smoke rings rose slowly.

Jiang Chen watched and asked, "How old are you?"

Qian Duoduo didn’t utter any cliché about rudeness, puffed on her cigarette, "What do you think?"

"Not yet thirty."

Qian Duoduo smiled again, "Yes, you guessed right."

Jiang Chen picked up his glass, raised it slightly towards her.

She was straightforward, holding a cigarette in one hand, a glass in the other, clinking lightly with him, then brought it to her lips, taking a half-mouthful at once.

"How long have you known Uncle Liao?"

"Not long."

Jiang Chen soon received a glare.

"Everything I said was true."

"Mine too."

After speaking, Jiang Chen ultimately offered a detailed explanation, "I’ve known Brother Liao for about a year at most."

Perhaps due to her nature, Qian Duoduo, who spent lots of time in bars, seemed easily convinced by his words.

"I’ve known Uncle Liao longer than you, but why does he always treat me coldly?"

Her brows furrowed as she smoked with melancholy.

"Haven’t you heard, men actually prefer to hang out with men."

"Haha."

Qian Duoduo couldn’t help but laugh, glancing at him, "Nonsense."

"You like Brother Liao?"

Jiang Chen asked openly, for someone like her, there was no need for beating around the bush, otherwise she’d probably find you wordy.

"Uh-huh."

As expected.

Qian Duoduo responded quite straightforwardly, flicked ash, looked at the dazzling bar lights, eyes unfocused, "You already noticed, why does Uncle Liao never seem to?"

Listening to her monologue, Jiang Chen almost laughed.

Does he really not notice?