I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 315 - 303 is pretty reasonable, right?_2

Chapter 315: 303 is pretty reasonable, right?_2

What could Shi Zhenhua say?

The man had just saved his only precious daughter, so kicking him out would be too ungrateful.

"Stay here tonight."

His voice was muffled as he spoke.

Shi Qianxi’s eyebrows lit up with joy.

One couldn’t help but admire the woman’s cunning, from wailing not long ago, to now acting as if nothing had happened.

"Jiang Chen, carry me upstairs."

She commanded confidently.

Jiang Chen’s face stiffened, and he instinctively looked towards the magnate of East Sea.

The other man was looking at him too, still silent.

Shi Qianxi had already lifted both arms.

"Qian Qian, you arrange Jiang’s room."

It seemed that Director Shi preferred to be out of sight, out of mind, leaving the two young people alone as he went upstairs by himself.

"Okay, Dad."

As her father’s figure vanished, Shi Qianxi gloated triumphantly, "I told you my dad isn’t that scary, didn’t I?"

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but smile wryly, having guessed that it must be because he had saved the lady tonight that the big shot was being so "magnanimous."

"Stop pretending, it’s been almost two hours since he drugged you; walk by yourself."

"I really can’t move."

Shi Qianxi looked innocent.

"Then call your housekeeper."

"They’ve all gone to rest, surely we can’t wake them up now? They might be housekeepers, but they have human rights too."

Jiang Chen discovered yet another of the woman’s skills—moral kidnapping was second nature to her.

With no other choice, he once again lifted the lady in his arms.

"You must weigh only a hundred and two pounds, right?"

As he climbed the stairs, Jiang Chen said.

"Nonsense, I’m clearly just ninety-eight!"

"Where is your room?"

"Over there."

Following Shi Qianxi’s direction, Jiang Chen carried her to her bedroom. Without looking around, he headed straight for the bed. Just as he was about to place her on the bed, the woman who claimed she couldn’t walk suddenly burst with an unexpected strength, and in his unpreparedness, Jiang Chen was pulled down onto the bed with her.

"Let go!"

Jiang Chen hissed in a low voice.

"I won’t."

Shi Qianxi’s smile was seductive, and her arms clung tightly around Jiang Chen’s neck like a spider.

She lay on her back on the bed, but Jiang Chen was almost on top of her.

If Shi Zhenhua happened to walk in at that moment, no matter how great Jiang Chen’s merit was, he likely wouldn’t be able to walk away unscathed.

Shi Qianxi was not Li Shuru.

And Shi Zhenhua was not Xue Mingqin!

"Are you crazy! Your dad hasn’t gone to sleep yet!"

Jiang Chen barely daring to raise his voice, was certain that after such an incident, the seemingly unmovable big shot would definitely not have settled down so quickly for the night.

"I’m not afraid, what are you afraid of."

There was no denying it.

Women truly are a miraculous species.

The current Shi Qianxi was completely different from her earlier demeanor when a mere touch seemed enough to make her want to take her own life.

That’s your father, of course, you’re not scared!

With bated breath, Jiang Chen looked at the peach-shaped face so close to his, perhaps looking a bit more tender and soft than before due to the ordeal she had just been through, though her personality seemed unchanged.

"Shi Qianxi, I saved you, there’s no need for such an ungrateful response, is there?"

Shi Qianxi fluttered her long eyelashes.

"How am I being ungrateful? You saved me, so I offer myself to you in return, that’s reasonable, isn’t it?"

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

"If your dad sees us, do you think I’d still be able to leave your house?"

Jiang Chen spoke in a low, forceful voice.

"You don’t need to worry, as long as we ’cook the raw rice,’ my dad can’t do anything to you. After all, you’d already be his son-in-law, and no matter how ruthless he is, he wouldn’t harm his own son-in-law, right? Isn’t that what Chen Zhou is counting on?"

Jiang Chen didn’t want to hear any more of her nonsense.

"Let go."

Shi Qianxi looked at him for a while, seemingly relenting.

"Alright then, give me a kiss and I’ll let you go."

Jiang Chen glared.

"Otherwise, I won’t release you."

Jiang Chen had no choice; he could force her arms away, but he might hurt her by accident.

"Remember, this is your idea."

Out of necessity, Jiang Chen planned to just peck the other’s forehead.

After all, according to Western customs, a kiss on the hand or cheek was just a way of greeting and hardly counted for anything.

But as he lowered his head, Shi Qianxi suddenly exerted strength, pulling down on his neck, and then she took the initiative to lift her face.

Their lips met.

Jiang Chen felt like he had been struck by lightning.

Before he could react, a playful little tongue darted in.

He didn’t know how much time had passed...

"What are you doing?!"

The pain on his lips woke Jiang Chen, and he stepped back abruptly, instinctively touching his lips, only to find blood on his fingertips.

Shi Qianxi was panting, her cheeks flushed like rosy peaches, as she leaned on one hand, slumped on the bed.

"Men really do say one thing and mean another, here’s a lesson for you! Always making me take the initiative!"

"You..."

Jiang Chen found himself at a loss for words.

Although it was against his will, he seemed to have indeed forgotten to struggle just now.

After resting for a while and catching his breath, Shi Qianxi climbed off the bed.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to your room."

Jiang Chen watched as she walked past him nonchalantly.

"What? You can’t bear to leave?"

At the door, Shi Qianxi, who moved with ease, looked back.

Jiang Chen immediately followed.

"Goodnight, oh, and my room door is never locked."

After choosing a guest room for Jiang Chen and leaving behind a meaningful remark, Shi Qianxi closed the door and left.

Seated at the edge of the bed, Jiang Chen exhaled slowly in a daze.

Ever since he had met her, he had only regarded her as a tool for his use, but now, why did it seem like things were gradually veering off the path he had anticipated?

Inside the study.

Shi Zhenhua put down the phone.

Outside the window, the woods were ominously dark, and the night was deep.

After leaving the izakaya, Chen Zhou returned to his rented luxury apartment.

About seventy square meters for one person was more than enough.

Now that he had completely regained his composure, he didn’t bother to deal with the wound on his forehead but hastily wiped it with a tissue and began to...

pack his luggage.

Anxious, terrified...

At this moment, he was even more unsettled than after the first time he drunkenly violated Meiko.

The plan had failed.

Although she had left without causing him trouble, he knew that this was not the end of it.

He had to leave the East Sea.

And he had to do it now, immediately!

After hastily packing some of his more valuable possessions and a few articles of clothing, Chen Zhou quickly walked out of the apartment whose lease still had half a year left.

He hailed a taxi.

"Jing’an Jianghai Road sub-branch."

At this hour, there were no flights available, and public transportation had stopped running; he needed to retrieve his own car and then drive away.

Hearing his trembling voice, the taxi driver gave him a strange look but said nothing more.

The Tesla was still parked in front of the convenience store.

If he could turn back time now, Chen Zhou definitely wouldn’t act impulsively again, but there was no such thing as a regret medicine in the world.

The taxi left.

Carrying his luggage, Chen Zhou swiftly switched to his own vehicle. Once seated in the car, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

As a well-educated man, he understood that although his crime had not been accomplished, the fact was already established; fleeing the East Sea wouldn’t absolve him of his guilt.

But at this moment,

he simply couldn’t consider all of that.

To him, the East Sea, once a land of opportunity, had now become a perilous abyss.

Without daring to delay, Chen Zhou quickly turned on the navigation, planning to settle down first in the nearby city of Jinling and wait until daylight to take a flight and flee far away.

In the early morning hours.

The north-south elevated expressway.

As the distance from the heart of the East Sea city grew, Chen Zhou’s anxious heart began to settle somewhat.

As long as he could leave the East Sea safely tonight, he should be mostly safe.

No matter how powerful the Shi Family was, they couldn’t cover the sky with one hand.

If it came to worst, he could simply go abroad to develop. With his abilities, making a living overseas wouldn’t be difficult; who knows, perhaps with a good opportunity, he might even soar high!

Forcing himself to stay optimistic, Chen Zhou gripped the steering wheel and thought about turning on the music to perk himself up, but his good driving habits subconsciously made him glance at the rearview mirror outside the window.

That glance nearly caused his Tesla to lose control.

Behind him, two identical black Mercedes had somehow appeared, following him like ghosts, silent and stealthy.