I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 776: Prince Brother 587_2

Chapter 776: Prince Brother 587_2

Fang Qing was stunned and, like a regular person, completely forgot to react.

However, Jiang Chen’s crisis response ability was far from ordinary. He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and dodged to the side.

"Shhh..."

In fact, Jiang Chen’s evasion might have been unnecessary. Seeing that he was about to hit someone, the rider on the mattock reacted. By twisting the handlebar, he performed an exquisite drift right in the middle of the street. The tires screeched against the pavement, one foot bracing against the ground, and the mattock, worth as much as a sports car, came to a tilted halt.

Apart from its infuriatingly high price tag, this custom-made bike for each customer was even pink.

Jiang Chen frowned at the rider, forgetting to let go of Fang Qing’s waist.

Fang Qing seemed to be still unsettled and did not notice.

"Vroom... Vroom... Vroom..."

One bike after another arrived, stopping in front of Jiang Chen and Fang Qing. Yet these affluent riders paid no attention to Jiang Chen and Fang Qing, who had nearly been hit. After removing their helmets, they all turned their concern to the mattock rider.

"Yuan Run, are you okay?"

The mattock rider took off her helmet.

Her long hair billowed out.

Only then did Jiang Chen realize that the person was a woman. Looking at that cute round face, which didn’t match the biker image, he involuntarily froze for a moment.

"Is it you?"

This woman, or more precisely, this girl, seemed familiar to him.

At the Epang Palace.

She was the girl who relished the chaos the night Lan Peizhi got into a fight!

"What a coincidence, meeting again," she said.

The round-faced girl hugged her helmet, squinting with a smile, revealing her signature fang-like teeth.

As expected.

It was her! Lan Peizhi had mentioned, she was the motorbike-obsessed Yuan Bingshan’s younger sister.

Like brother, like sister indeed.

"Sorry about that, I got too excited when I saw you and... well, didn’t mean to," Yuan Run showed a hint of remorse. "Didn’t scare you guys, right?"

Jiang Chen had witnessed this girl’s quirks; she was someone who would even trick her own brother. Her actions just now were probably intentional.

Nevertheless, Jiang Chen didn’t take it to heart and shrugged it off with a nod, "No harm done."

"Sorry about that, sister," Yuan Run apologized to Fang Qing, this time surprisingly polite.

Seeing that Jiang Chen knew the person, Fang Qing obviously wouldn’t make a fuss, and softly said, "It’s okay."

Yuan Run climbed back on her motorcycle, and as her gaze fell on Jiang Chen’s hand still on Fang Qing’s waist, she sweetly said with an innocent smile, "Your girlfriend is really pretty."

Jiang Chen then realized his hand was still inappropriately placed and quickly withdrew it.

Fang Qing, acting as if nothing had happened, offered a generous smile, "We’re just friends."

"Yuan Run, who is this guy?" a rider asked gruffly, his arrogance clear from his tone and his Ducati a clear sign of exceptional family background.

"What are you shouting for," Yuan Run turned back, feigning seriousness, "If I tell you his name, it’ll definitely scare you!"

"..."

Jiang Chen was exasperated.

The rider raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced, but perhaps aware that Capital City was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, he moved his handsome lips but held back from saying anything hasty.

The other riders, holding their helmets, looked at Jiang Chen with suspicion, wondering what kind of background he had that could scare them off with just his name.

"Hey, what’s your name?"

Yuan Run soon turned back, looking at Jiang Chen again.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

Even Fang Qing’s mind went blank.

"Damn!"

The Ducati rider couldn’t help but curse.

And truth be told, although he had seen Jiang Chen before and even fought with his brother, he certainly didn’t know Jiang Chen’s name.

Jiang Chen’s eye twitched. He didn’t reveal his identity, feeling an instinct that it was better to have as little contact with this girl as possible, the farther away the better.

"Be more careful when you ride next time," he told Fang Qing, "Let’s go."

The two were about to leave, but the rowdy rider revved his engine and blocked their path with his motorcycle.

"Yuan Run is talking to you."

Jiang Chen had to stop.

Man.

It seemed sycophants could really be found everywhere.

Yuan Run didn’t intervene. It looked as though she had started to enjoy the drama unfolding before her.

With a magnanimous spirit, Jiang Chen didn’t take the matter seriously and planned to take a detour with Fang Qing.

But with a look from the rowdy boy, the other riders circled around them on their bikes, enclosing them.

Fang Qing couldn’t help frowning, "What are you trying to do?"

The rowdy kid didn’t even bother with her, looking down at Jiang Chen with a snobbish face.

Far from being annoyed, Jiang Chen found the situation somewhat amusing.

Are the dandies of Capital City all this adorable?

"What are you doing?"

A voice suddenly rang out.

A man with a slight limp approached from the direction of Capital University.

The two schools were less than two kilometers apart, and this street lay between them.

"Tch."

A rider smiled, showing some decency by not speaking rudely, but in his heart, he was certainly laughing at a lame man daring to be nosy.

"Teacher Cao."

Jiang Chen called out.

Cao Jinse’s brother approached and said to the riders, "This is a pedestrian walkway, not a motorcycle lane."

A teacher?

Hearing Jiang Chen’s call, the faces of the riders changed slightly, and they all felt somewhat uneasy.

But that kid was quick-witted; seeing that the man had come from Capital University, he asked, "Are you a teacher at Capital University?"

Cao Xiugo nodded.

That kid laughed and said, "We’re from Huaqing, and besides, shouldn’t it be the traffic police who decide where motorcycles can go?"

It had to be admitted.

That kid made some sense.

Like that classic line from Stephen Chow’s movies.

How can a sword from the past behead an official of the present?

How can a Capital University teacher control Huaqing students?

No wonder they raced in the streets here.

For ordinary people, Capital University and Huaqing are revered sanctuaries, but to some kids, they are just places to put on airs.

"Crown Prince Brother!"

Just as that kid was feeling smug about his eloquence, Yuan Run suddenly parked his bike and walked over quickly, the typical slyness on his round face gone.

"Everyone, make way!"

She commanded.

Including the kid on the Ducati, the riders were all stunned.

What had Yuan Run just called out?

"Didn’t you hear me? Move aside!"

Yuan Run shouted again, and these scions of great families indeed had many faces to wear; at that moment, this girl looked stern, nothing like a child still in school, and completely different from her demeanor earlier.

The riders suddenly turned very compliant, looking at Cao Xiugo with surprise and even fear, and quickly moved their bikes aside to clear the way without a word.

"It’s better to ride such bikes less often; they’re dangerous."

Cao Xiugo looked at Yuan Run.

Yuan Run immediately changed her expression and flashed a sweet smile, nodding like a pecking chicken, "I rarely ride it, just bored today, and I drove very slowly."

Jiang Chen was astounded.

He had personally seen how this girl behaved towards her brother.

And she didn’t seem like the type of obedient student who respected teachers much.

Cao Xiugo didn’t say much more but smiled at Jiang Chen, "Next time, if you have time, you can come and sit in again with Jin Se; I’m always welcome."

Jiang Chen nodded with a smile.

Yuan Run’s gaze flickered, stealthily studying the faces of the two.

"Teacher Cao, we’ll be leaving first then."

"Mm."

Cao Xiugo nodded.

Jiang Chen left with Fang Qing.

Yuan Run didn’t make things difficult anymore, not even uttering another word.

"Is he a teacher at Capital University?"

As they walked a distance, Fang Qing couldn’t help but look back.

"Yes, that’s the Russian language teacher I mentioned to you, the one I was talking about."

"Why do those young masters seem so afraid of him?"

Having studied in Capital City for four years, Fang Qing had seen her fair share of dandies.

From the moment they were born, they were destined not to worry about anything, the only concern being how to pass the time in their empty, boring lives.

"I don’t know either."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

"What did that girl call just now?" Fang Qing asked.

Jiang Chen remained silent.

"It seemed like..." Fang Qing hesitated, "Crown Prince Brother?"

Jiang Chen still said nothing.

Fang Qing hadn’t heard wrong.

He had heard it too.

Indeed it was Crown Prince Brother.

North Yuan, South Ye.

That girl was none other than the sister of Yuan Bingshan, the mad tiger.

The Crown Prince.

How brilliant the glory must be to deserve such a title?