I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 218 Decent

Chapter 218: 218 Decent

There was only one person who could yell like that, and that chick had to be Zheng Jingjing.

Although it was clear she seemed somewhat indignant, it was not as obvious as it used to be; her voice was loud, but not fierce. Instead, it had a hint of a reminder.

Li Shuru was walking by her side.

The news that someone had attempted suicide at the Quality Education Building had already spread throughout the school. They hadn’t wanted to join in on such a commotion, but upon hearing that Jiang Chen had rushed up there, they hurried over.

What a coincidence.

They hadn’t seen the person who had tried to take their life, but instead saw a pair of old flames flirting with each other here.

All men are scumbags, not a single decent one!

Of course.

Things were different now; in the past, Zheng Jingjing might have already confronted Jiang Chen, but at this moment, she just grumbled silently in her heart.

"Junior Sister Li."

Ai Qian quickly put on a smile and took the initiative to greet Li Shuru.

"Senior Sister."

Li Shuru was nonchalant, nodding and smiling politely, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

The two of them didn’t show any sense of rivalry, but the looks between Zheng Jingjing and Wei Chuyin were as sharp as needles clashing with wheat awns. Their posture was like that of two empresses encountering each other in a palace drama; the mistress chatting merrily while the maids below turned green with envy.

"We’ll be going now."

Ai Qian said to Jiang Chen, without lingering any further.

Jiang Chen nodded.

Ai Qian turned around.

Wei Chuyin, who once publicly berated Li Shuru as a homewrecker, didn’t say anything more this time, following with a complex heart.

She knew that leaving this way was to keep as much dignity as possible.

"Ai Qian, did Jiang Chen really secretly donate money to the poverty-stricken children’s foundation? And was it amounts like tens to hundreds?"

Wei Chuyin sought confirmation, as she found it hard to comprehend, "But he is obviously so rich..."

If Jiang Chen were still the same person from before, then everything made sense. But if one considered his current persona, it seemed off.

Liang Zhenlun had said that when Li Shuru’s father was sick, Jiang Chen had forked out millions!

"When he was with me, he didn’t seem to have any property."

Ai Qian said softly.

During this time, she had been reminding herself to look forward, but human thoughts are truly uncontrollable, even by oneself.

When she first heard this news from Liang Zhenlun, she instinctively thought that Jiang Chen had been pretending to be poor in front of her, perhaps to test the strength of their relationship.

But after thinking back on the details of their relationship, she realized that it might not be the case.

Working part-time.

Loans.

All of that made sense.

But some things just didn’t add up.

Just as Chu Yin had asked, if Jiang Chen was truly a low-profile rich second generation, then why was his donation so small?

She had discovered this by accident.

If this too was an act, then it was far too frightening.

After four years as classmates and all the time they spent together, she believed he was not someone with such deep schemes.

After a lot of thought, there was only one possibility.

That was, when Jiang Chen was with her, he indeed had nothing to his name.

As for why he suddenly became wealthy, she couldn’t guess why.

"Could it be like in the movies, where his family had a stipulation about the inheritance, setting a specific time before he could use it?"

Wei Chuyin speculated.

"It doesn’t matter anymore."

"Why doesn’t it matter? Ai Qian, I think anything is possible. You’re both still young; who knows how things might develop? Don’t be discouraged..."

The two women walked away.

"Perhaps every man once had two such women—the one he marries becomes a mosquito bloodstain on the wall over time, while the other remains bright moonlight before the window; if he marries the other, she becomes a grain of rice stuck on his clothes, while the former one turns into a cinnabar mole over his heart."

Zheng Jingjing watched Ai Qian’s retreating figure, her tone undulating like she was reciting poetry.

"When did you become so refined?"

Jiang Chen teased.

Although she didn’t dare to challenge him openly again, Zheng Jingjing still gave him a sidelong glance to express her indignation.

It had to be said, Li Shuru was indeed wearing a red fringed dress today, while Ai Qian was in a white ladies’ jacket, which was quite fitting for the occasion.

"Was the person saved?"

Li Shuru asked gently.

What you call a heart as vast as a valley, this was it.

Jiang Chen nodded, "It’s okay, people these days are under a lot of pressure, it was just a momentary lapse."

"It’s not your business if others can’t handle their stress, why did you have to go and show off? Many people end up hurting themselves because they tried to do a good deed. Just recently there was news about a man who drowned trying to save someone from drowning. If that person had dragged you down with him, what would Shu Rui do?"

Although Zheng Jingjing had tempered her choice of words quite a bit now, her sharp tongue was as quick as ever, and she let loose a long tirade that left Jiang Chen at a loss for words.

"Are you trying to make Shu Rui a young widow?"

Jiang Chen did not get angry but smiled instead, "If that were the case, wouldn’t it be just what you wanted? You could just introduce her to a new boyfriend."

Zheng Jingjing’s eyes flickered, and before she could speak, Li Shuru scolded angrily, "Who curses themselves like that?"

"I was just joking with her."

"Exactly! Shu Rui, you should give him a good telling-off. Who jokes about such things? I think he’s the kind who’s never satisfied, wanting what’s in the bowl while eyeing what’s in the pan and still lusting after what’s in the pot."

Zheng Jingjing sidled up closer to Li Shuru.

"Humph, if we hadn’t come just now, some people might have already gotten cozy together."

Not bad.

She’s really come a long way.

Even starting to master the art of insinuation.

Jiang Chen cleared his throat, "When we invite Si Yi and the others over to look at the house, don’t let her come."

Zheng Jingjing’s face changed dramatically.

A mansion worth several hundred million!

She might only get this one chance in her life to experience it!

Although it’s not hers, just going inside to take a look, spending a night, or taking a few photos would be enough for her to show off!

Spring and Autumn Plaza.

How many people in the country are fortunate enough to step foot in there?

"By what right?"

She glared at Jiang Chen, but her voice began to falter uncontrollably, clearly lacking confidence.

"You ask by what right?"

Jiang Chen’s smile was ambiguous.

"So what if you’re rich, so what?"

Zheng Jingjing mustered her courage, clutching Li Shuru’s arm.

"You’ve already given the house to Shu Rui, so it’s hers. She can invite whoever she wants over, it’s none of your business."

This girl was quick on her feet.

"But the contract is still with me."

"You..."

Zheng Jingjing urgently looked at Li Shuru, like a child who had been bullied seeking comfort from a parent.

As expected.

Being wealthy is indeed great.

If it had been before, with her sharp tongue, I probably wouldn’t have been able to outdo her.

Li Shuru cast Jiang Chen a reproachful look.

Jiang Chen smiled and decided not to tease Zheng Jingjing any further.

"Let’s go, come to my room, I’ll give you the contract."