I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 391 - 358 No one else is quite like me

Chapter 391: 358 No one else is quite like me

A large group of East Sea second-generation heirs noisily left.

The not-so-spacious private room suddenly became quiet.

As the host, Wan Yawen should have spoken at this point.

But his heart was in such turmoil that words failed him.

"Jiang Chen, thanks."

It was ultimately Fu Zili who broke the silence, looking at Jiang Chen with a complex expression on his face.

"Why so formal."

Jiang Chen smiled nonchalantly, as always showing no sharp edges or pomp.

But at this moment,

who could still look at him with the same eyes as before.

"You haven’t eaten yet."

Fang Qing spoke up.

"Right, right, let’s eat, let’s have our meal."

Wan Yawen quickly spoke up, forcing a smile and righting the overturned chairs.

Jiang Chen and Li Shuru indeed hadn’t had the chance to pick up their chopsticks yet.

The few of them took their seats again.

This banquet seemed to finally enter its normal rhythm.

"Jiang Chen, you..."

Fu Zili started to speak, then hesitated.

Although they had grown up together and knew each other inside out, at this moment, he felt the other man was so unfamiliar.

"That Mr. Yi is a friend of mine."

Even though Jiang Chen offered an explanation, this explanation was no different from nonsense.

Everyone knew they were friends.

The question was,

how could an ordinary college student, a poor boy from an impoverished family, become friends with a young master from East Sea known for his lavish lifestyle?

"Jiang, this time, I’m truly grateful to you."

Wan Yawen was tactful enough not to ask further, displaying a very humble attitude.

"Mr. Wan, you’re too kind, it was just a helping hand."

Because the drinking had led to displeasure, no one drank any more alcohol.

"Jiang Chen, will you take Fang Qing back to the hotel first? I’ll take Mr. Wan."

Wan Yawen did not stay at the Bulgari.

"Sure."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Mr. Wan, thanks for the hospitality, we’ll be leaving then."

"Take it easy."

Wan Yawen smiled broadly, seeing Jiang Chen and the others off to the car, and only after the Palamera was out of sight did he slowly exhale.

Fu Zili stood by his side, staring in the direction the Palamera had gone, somewhat absent-minded.

"How long has it been since you last got in touch with your childhood friend?"

"...It’s been quite some time, we got together last during the New Year."

No wonder.

"Mr. Wan, I really had no idea that Jiang Chen now..."

Fu Zili quickly explained.

"I know."

Wan Yawen interrupted him, sighing, "Your childhood friend is not simple at all."

"Yes, I didn’t expect that he could actually become friends with someone of that status."

"What I’m talking about isn’t that matter."

Fu Zili stopped short.

Wan Yawen spoke gently, "More importantly, it’s his reaction after gaining power, calm and collected, neither arrogant nor impulsive, what kind of mindset is that for someone in their twenties?"

Fu Zili was silent.

Wan Yawen patted his shoulder.

"Such a friend might be the most precious asset in life, you can’t afford to lose him."

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"Drive slower."

The already leisurely pace of the Palamera decreased even more.

"I’m alright now, much better."

Fang Qing’s condition in the back seat had indeed improved significantly.

After all, it was just one glass of liquor, and she had thrown it up; very little alcohol had been absorbed by her body.

Jiang Chen, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror.

"Don’t you know your own tolerance? Why did you push yourself?"

Fang Qing didn’t respond.

"Why are you blaming Sister Fang Qing? It must have been that Chang guy who forced her to drink."

Li Shuru spoke up for Fang Qing in righteous indignation.

Even though he and Jiang Chen were not present when it happened, they could guess the reason.

"No one is worth compromising yourself for."

Jiang Chen spoke softly.

Li Shuru turned her head to look at him and fell silent.

Fang Qing didn’t say a word either, seemingly not curious at all about the bizarre events of the evening.

"How about you stay to take care of Sister Fang Qing?"

After delivering Fang Qing to her room, Li Shuru suddenly made a suggestion.

"I’m not a child."

Before Jiang Chen could speak, Fang Qing rejected the idea with a smile, "You guys go ahead."

Li Shuru seemed to want to say more but stopped herself.

"Then you should get some rest early."

Jiang Chen was quite easygoing about it.

Fang Qing nodded.

"In that case, Sister Fang Qing, good night."

Li Shuru could only follow Jiang Chen and leave.

"Sister Fang Qing had to endure so much tonight, how come you didn’t even offer a few words of comfort?"

After getting back into the car, Li Shuru complained.

"What’s the use of comfort? You girls seem to love deluding yourselves, thinking that just by feeling aggrieved, you can solve problems, but what’s the reality? Didn’t you do the same with that Brother He last time?"

Hearing this, Li Shuru, who was already low on confidence, found herself speechless.

This seemed to be the first time he’d ever taken a tone with her.

Even though his voice wasn’t really heated.

"Why are you being so harsh?"

"It’s not always bad to face a little adversity."

Jiang Chen drove off.

In the hotel.

Fang Qing, who always loved cleanliness, didn’t rush to wash off the smell of alcohol from her body. After Jiang Chen and Li Shuru had left, she curled up on the sofa, hugging her knees, staring blankly at the coffee table.

In the vase on the coffee table,

a single red rose bloomed vibrantly and beautifully.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

She didn’t know how much time had passed.

The doorbell rang.

Fang Qing came to her senses, put her feet down, slipped on her slippers, and got up to open the door.

"I bought you some medicine for alcohol detox and liver protection."

Fu Zili walked in.

"Did Jiang Chen and the others leave?"

"Mm."

Fang Qing closed the door.

"Fang Qing, I am truly sorry about today,"

Fu Zili showed a guilty expression.

"It’s fine as long as you don’t blame me. If it weren’t for Jiang Chen, I almost messed up your important event."

"Look at what you’re saying."

Fu Zili gave a wry smile.

"But indeed, we should be thankful to Jiang Chen. If it weren’t for him, tonight..."

The two sat down on the sofa.

Fu Zili placed the medicine on the coffee table, and he also noticed the rose inserted in the vase.

"How did Jiang Chen get to know those people, did you ask him?"

"No."

Fu Zili was a bit surprised, "You don’t care at all..."

Fang Qing smiled.

"We are just friends who grew up together; he doesn’t need to tell us everything, and besides, his girlfriend was there."

"That’s true."

Fu Zili nodded and couldn’t help but murmur, "Old acquaintances don’t know my current situation, new friends don’t know my past."

Fang Qing fell silent for a while.

"I plan to go back to Capital City tomorrow."

Fu Zili was surprised.

"Why the rush? My boss just gave me time off, and I was thinking we could spend some time exploring East Sea together."

"You have work, I have my studies; there has been a sudden matter at school, I’m afraid it will have to be next time."

Fang Qing showed a smile that seemed out of her control.

Fu Zili of course understood; this was just an excuse.

But since Fang Qing had said so, it meant she had made her decision, and it was not likely to change.

In terms of stubbornness, she and Jiang Chen were cut from the same cloth.

"Next time, who knows when that will be."

He sighed.

"There will be opportunities," Fang Qing said with a smile.

Fu Zili looked again at the red rose, hesitated for a long time but finally couldn’t help himself.

"Do you really plan to never tell her?"

"What?"

Fang Qing looked puzzled, as if she hadn’t quite understood.

"Fang Qing, some things need to be bravely spoken out. You have read so many books, you should understand more than I do. Like when I was young, I liked you, so I wrote you a love letter and had Jiang Chen deliver it to you, even though I knew you just saw me as an elder brother, that you didn’t like me at all, but I still chose to tell you. Because I needed to give myself an answer."

These words had been held in for far too long.

"You think you can conceal it from everyone? I see you can only fool that fool Jiang Chen. Your feelings for Jiang Chen, both Tie Jun and I can see very clearly. Fang Qing, he’s grown up now, and so have you, from middle school to high school, from high school to university—now you’re about to graduate from university, how much longer do you plan to wait?"

Fang Qing slowly pursed her lips, remaining silent.

"I know what you’re worried about."

Since the conversation had come this far, Fu Zili decided to just say all the thoughts he had been suppressing in his heart.

Within this small circle,

he was the eldest, like a brother figure.

"Are you worried that once the words are spoken, you and Jiang Chen won’t even be able to be friends? Look at us, did we become strangers? If you drag this out any longer, there really might be no chance left. Even being rejected is a result. Fang Qing, if back then I had been like you, keeping my thoughts hidden forever, then today, no, for my entire life, I would certainly have an unresolved regret. Do you understand what I mean?"

Finally, Fang Qing spoke, smiling faintly.

"He has a girlfriend now."

Fu Zili’s face tensed.

"That’s not the key issue."

After a pause, he couldn’t help but say, "If back then you had spoken up sooner, things wouldn’t have turned out like this."

"And also,"

he looked at Fang Qing with a gaze that mixed pity and a persistent, unresolved confusion.

"With your scores, you could’ve easily applied to the same college as Jiang Chen. Since you’ve liked him for so many years, why didn’t you..."

This question,

Jiang Chen also jokingly asked yesterday at the old library rooftop garden of East University.

In reality,

there are countless examples of people who could’ve attended higher institutions but gave them up for love.

If Fang Qing had truly been willing to come to East Sea for college after high school, their ending might have been entirely different.

Yesterday on the library rooftop, Fang Qing didn’t answer.

Now,

faced with Fu Zili’s gaze, she too was silent for a long while.

Fu Zili’s voice softened.

Having let go of his youthful feelings, the current Fang Qing, in his eyes, was no different from his own sister.

"Tie Jun said that you and Jiang Chen made a promise that if you couldn’t find partners, you’d be together. Jiang Chen doesn’t know you were serious when you said that. You grew up with him, you should understand, setting aside family conditions, he’s quite outstanding in all aspects. It’s impossible for a guy like that to not find someone."

"I never intended to have him keep chaste on my behalf,"

Fang Qing chuckled.

Fu Zili watched her.

Fang Qing’s smile gradually faded as she gazed at the rose.

"Brother Zili, you should be aware, after Auntie’s death, how hard Jiang Chen has been working. Sometimes, I really feel sorry for him. So I thought, if I could push myself harder, maybe in the future, I could help share some of his burdens, which is why I went to Capital City."

"Brother Zili, you mustn’t tell anyone, I even thought, if that guy doesn’t do well in the future, I would take care of him."

Looking at Fang Qing’s gentle smile, Fu Zili’s heart shook uncontrollably.

He couldn’t have imagined.

This girl had been so earnest and troubled.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, also looking at the rose.

"The two of you, will end up with regrets."

Old acquaintances don’t know my current situation.

New friends don’t know my past.

Despite the vast number of people you meet,

there’s none who is quite like me.