I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 563 - 487 Senior

Chapter 563: 487 Senior

The next morning.

After getting up, Jiang Chen ate lunch by himself in the room.

Seeing that Bai Haoran hadn’t stirred at all, he couldn’t help but find it a bit strange.

After eating, he went downstairs, and pressed the doorbell at Bai Haoran’s room door.

The business of the MGM Hotel was really booming. When they booked the rooms yesterday, there were no adjacent rooms available, so they had booked two rooms, one above the other.

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

It took quite a while before the door finally opened.

"Mr. Jiang."

In the middle of the day, Bai Haoran looked visibly tired, and his shirt buttons weren’t fastened properly, as though he had hurriedly thrown on his clothes.

"Just woke up?"

Jiang Chen entered the room and immediately smelled a strong scent of perfume.

The fragrance was complex, as if several perfumes had been mixed together.

Glancing around the room, he saw throw pillows from the sofa scattered on the floor.

Jiang Chen instantly understood and exclaimed, "Brother Bai, it seems like last night was quite a battle."

Bai Haoran closed the door.

We’re all grown men, no need for coy pretensions.

And isn’t seeking pleasure part of a man’s everyday life?

"All I can say is that I didn’t shirk my duty."

At these words, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but be startled and then burst into laughter, turning around to say, "Brother Bai, your skin is getting thicker by the day, seems like you could surpass me soon."

Bai Haoran exhaled, "I’m still far behind you, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile, and gestured towards the bedroom, "Are they still in there?"

"I made them leave last night, I don’t like having women around when I sleep."

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but look up to him, thinking that his tone when he said that had the air of a warrior.

Women only interfere with the speed of my sword draw!

"You go freshen up."

Bai Haoran nodded and entered the bedroom.

Jiang Chen pulled the curtains open and pushed the window aside; only then did the air start to freshen up a bit.

Brother Bai was truly devoted to him.

He carried out every instruction meticulous to a fault.

Jiang Chen reflected on this as he sat down on the sofa and inadvertently touched something silky.

Instinctively, he picked it up and discovered it was a flimsy red piece of underwear.

Jiang Chen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He casually tossed it and the heartbeat-quickening item arced neatly into the garbage can beside the coffee table before he called room service for Bai Haoran.

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"Aren’t you eating anything, Mr. Jiang?"

"What time is it? I’ve already eaten."

Jiang Chen asked with interest, "Brother Bai, how many beauties visited you last night?"

Bai Haoran sipped his soup and at the same time, put out three fingers.

"Three?"

Jiang Chen looked surprised, "Brother Bai, are you really that formidable?"

Everyone knows that the combat strength of Western women is quite fierce, not something that can be compared with Eastern women.

It’s a difference determined by genetics.

Just like childbirth, Western women treat it as casually as eating, giving birth during the day and then sprightly getting up to work the same day.

But Eastern women can’t do that, they need to recover for a whole month postpartum, and any slip during that time can leave lifelong consequences.

Jiang Chen had thought two was impressive enough, handling a ménage à trois like it was nothing; he hadn’t realized Bai Haoran had gone for a trio.

"You know me, Mr. Jiang. I don’t boast."

This act.

Was on point.

Jiang Chen was caught between laughter and tears.

Close to vermillion, one gets stained red; close to ink, one gets stained black—this saying really holds true.

Having known him for so long, Bai Haoran’s sense of humor was nearly on par with his.

"Impressive, you should eat more then, replenish some nutrients."

"And Mr. Jiang, didn’t you experience any of this last night? The service here is indeed pretty good."

For Bai Haoran to give such a high appraisal, it suggested that MGM’s services were truly leading the industry.

"Ah, don’t mention it."

Jiang Chen sighed, "A clown girl knocked on my door last night; I was almost scared to death."

"A clown girl?"

Bai Haoran stopped his chopsticks, his expression one of confusion.

"You haven’t seen the clown movie?"

Jiang Chen didn’t want to dwell on the conversation, as it wasn’t exactly a bragging matter, and steered away from the topic.

It wasn’t until they were on their way to the airport to pick someone up that they were still discussing the leading flesh trade industry of Las Vegas.

"Were they all white? Brother Bai, why didn’t you try a black pearl for a change?"

Bai Haoran’s eyes twitched slightly.

Being a man who seldom joked, this subtle facial expression clearly showed his embarrassment at the question.

"Does Mr. Jiang have that kind of preference?"

"I don’t."

Jiang Chen hurriedly said, "I thought maybe you had that taste, Brother Bai."

Heading to the airport naturally meant picking up Li Shuru and Xue Yali.

In the afternoon, around 2:50, the sisters, dragging their luggage, walked out of the airport on time.

"Brother-in-law."

Xue Yali called out with a smile, which was becoming more and more natural.

"You got tanned."

Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Bai Haoran took the luggage.

"Really?"

Li Shuru raised her arm to check.

"Just kidding, let’s go, get in the car."

The limousine provided by the hotel, complete with a chauffeur, perfectly accommodated four people.

"Brother-in-law, did the plan against K.E work?" Xue Yali asked tentatively.

"You could say it worked," replied Jiang Chen humbly.

"Brother-in-law, can you reveal how much you made?"

Xue Yali knew she shouldn’t ask such a topic, but being still in college, she couldn’t contain her swelling curiosity.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment.

Li Shuru also looked towards him.

Although they had been apart for a while, they had frequently called each other, but Li Shuru had never broached this topic.

"I can’t really estimate the exact numbers, but rest assured, all your expenses in Las Vegas are on me."