I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping -
Chapter 786: Sister 592
Chapter 786: Sister 592
Of course.
No matter what the truth actually was, he wouldn’t harbor any improper thoughts toward these two girls, and it would have been the same if Shi Qianxi hadn’t been there.
Beautiful faces are dime a dozen.
Interesting souls are one in a million.
As time went by, he came to understand these two sentences more and more profoundly.
The world is full of beauties, after all.
"It’s still Ye Tingxuan who has the capability," Shi Qianxi praised, her tone intriguing.
Ye Tingxuan waved his hand unconcernedly, "I’m nowhere near as good as Brother Jiang. Miss Shi is so outstanding, how many people in the country can compare to her?"
Shi Qianxi was not one to be shy. She accepted the praise openly, feeling quite comfortable, and the irritation in her heart was dispelled a lot.
However, this did not mean she would just let it slide.
Right now, she was sitting here, quite well-behaved, but what if she hadn’t come to the Capital City today?
Next, she kept chatting and drinking with the two girls.
Yao Yao and Le Le couldn’t refuse.
Compared to Le Le, with a rose tattoo on her neck, the tall Yao Yao seemed to have a slightly weaker tolerance for alcohol, being forced to drink until her face turned crimson.
How could Le Le not see that she was being deliberately made to drink? She could only look to Ye Tingxuan for help with her eyes.
But Prince Ye was really out of tune, engrossed in conversation with Jiang Chen and not paying any attention.
It was Jiang Chen who noticed and said in time, "Drink less."
When it came to drinking, Shi Qianxi might not be very strong, but she had been toughened up in bars and the like, so dealing with two college girls was naturally easy.
She glanced at Jiang Chen, "We women are drinking, why are you meddling so much."
"Exactly, Brother Jiang, let’s drink our own drinks."
Ye Tingxuan joined in the chorus.
Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh and cry. Is this how you act as a brother?
Shi Qianxi poured another cup for Yao Yao, "Since you are already juniors, you should have some acting experience, right?"
"We’ve acted in a few, but all minor roles," Le Le answered seriously.
Shi Qianxi nodded, "I know some people in the film industry; I’ll introduce you sometime."
With the conversation coming to this, it was naturally impossible not to drink.
"Thank you, sister."
Yao Yao picked up the glass that had just been filled, feeling that she could still endure, but as the alcohol went from mouth to belly, the strong sensation, like adding fuel to the fire, made her already churning stomach boil even more.
She gagged, quickly covering her mouth.
Jiang Chen and Ye Tingxuan’s attention was drawn over.
Yao Yao couldn’t speak anymore, and promptly got up.
Le Le wanted to help her.
Shi Qianxi put down her glass, and seeing that she had made the other person vomit, the instigator did not look on with cold eyes but stood up as well.
The two helped the staggering Yao Yao toward the restroom.
"Sorry, Brother Ye," Jiang Chen said.
They say don’t look at the monk’s face, look at the Buddha’s.
After all, that girl was Ye Tingxuan’s sister.
"No problem."
Ye Tingxuan smiled carelessly, seemingly not concerned at all, exhibiting the typical indifference of his stature.
Whether she was a beauty or a campus belle, in the eyes of little Prince Ye, she probably was nothing more than an insignificant pretty skull.
"Excuse me, please."
Before Le Le could finish speaking, Yao Yao couldn’t hold on anymore.
"Ugh..."
Ultimately she didn’t make it to the restroom. Just as she reached the sink, Yao Yao bent over and threw up.
No matter how pretty the face, vomit doesn’t look any better.
And the key point is, it also splashed onto the shoes of a woman who had just finished washing her hands in front.
"Ah!!!"
A sharp scream quickly rose.
The girl nearly jumped up, hastily stepping back several paces, and cursed, "Are you crazy, vomiting here!"
"I’m sorry."
Le Le quickly apologized.
Petting Yao Yao’s back, Shi Qianxi didn’t mind the unpleasant smell and suddenly felt that maybe what she did was a bit too much.
"Are apologies any use? These shoes have just been brought back from abroad, do you know how much they cost?"
The young woman raised her head; she looked quite young but had a mature style, with permed wavy long hair. She was exceptionally pretty, wearing a thin tank top under a short vest, revealing a deep cleavage.
Seeing Le Le, her anger momentarily faltered, "Ran Yile?"
"Du Li?"
Le Le was caught off guard, never expecting to actually meet alumni from the Drama Academy.
Du Li let out a surprised laugh, then glanced over at Yao Yao, who was still bent over and retching.
"How much did you drink to end up like this? It’s a bit too much."
Ran Yile must be Le Le’s full name. Du Li had always been at odds with them in school. She feigned ignorance to the mocking tone of the other party and apologized again, "Sorry, Yao Yao, she drank too much..."
"I know she drank too much, but what’s that got to do with me? Why throw up here, of all places, if not on purpose?"
A chill appeared on Du Li’s face, "Tell me, what about my shoes?"
Ran Yile glanced at the pair of Chanel flats on her feet, "Wiping them with tissue should do the trick."
"Heh, you make it sound so easy," Du Li scoffed. "If I vomited on your shoes and told you to just wipe them, would that be okay?"
"Du Li, Yao Yao didn’t do it on purpose," said Ran Yile, unable to help frowning.
Du Li acted as if she heard nothing, "I wore these shoes for the first time today, how am I supposed to wear them again after this?"
"So, what do you want to do?"
Anger also appeared on Ran Yile’s face.
"How much? I’ll pay for them," said Shi Qianxi as she steadied Yao Yao.
"No, if someone is to pay, it should be me," Ran Yile quickly said.
Those who could attend the Capital City Drama Academy generally weren’t short of money.
"Pay? I, Du Li, don’t need that little bit of money!"
Du Li, as if insulted, pointed at the shoes, "You clean them for me."
Although the request wasn’t too much, Du Li’s tone was overly harsh, almost like a command.
Not to mention Shi Qianxi, even Ran Yile would never agree to it.
The two parties were already at odds, and if Ran Yile really crouched down to wipe Du Li’s shoes today, the entire school would know by tomorrow.
"Du Li, isn’t it enough if I pay you for a new pair?"
"No!"
Du Li was adamant.
Realizing that this girl was also a student from the Drama Academy, Shi Qianxi didn’t want to argue with such a child and said lightly, "I’ll pay you for ten pairs, come find me at seat 23 later."
Her bag was thrown on the sofa, with her phone inside, unable to transfer money right now.
What does being financially ostentatious mean?
Du Li was involuntarily startled and looked at Shi Qianxi.
But Shi Qianxi simply didn’t care about her and bent down again to pat Han Jiayao’s back.
Du Li’s anger flared up at this slight, of course, she didn’t recognize Shi Qianxi.
Ten pairs?
Show off your wealth, eh?
"Are you deaf?"
She enunciated each word, her voice as if squeezed out between clenched teeth, "I said clean my shoes."
Shi Qianxi frowned slightly, she would have exploded by now if it had been before, but now she had undeniably matured a lot. As if she hadn’t heard the insult, she said to Ran Yile, "Go get some water."
Ran Yile nodded and was about to fetch water for Han Jiayao to rinse her mouth.
"Stop!"
Du Li shouted loudly, "Nobody leaves until my shoes are cleaned!"
"I’ll have security clean it for you."
Ran Yile didn’t want to entangle with her further.
"No!"
Du Li was relentless and aggressive, "I want you to clean them."
"Du Li, aren’t you being a bit too much?"
After being pushed to her limits, Ran Yile also grew angry, "I apologized to you, offered to compensate you, and to have someone clean your shoes for you, what more do you want?"
"Am I too much?"
Du Li sneered, "You dirtied my shoes, why should someone else clean them? Do you think you’re more precious than others? Is it that you can’t lower your head or bend your waist? You must be even more obedient than pets when you’re in bed with men!"
Women are such creatures; once they become emotional, they become careless with their words.
Moreover, these were students who had yet to enter society, and between them, there were clearly grievances.
Ran Yile’s face turned red, and she clenched her fists, "Du Li, watch your mouth!"
"What, did I say something wrong? Who doesn’t know that you two have been servicing the same..."
"Slap!"
Ran Yile, at her limit, stepped forward quickly and slapped the rest of Du Li’s words right back at her with a crisp strike.
Du Li staggered from the slap, leaning against the washbasin, too shocked to feel the pain, she incredulously turned her head, her disheveled hair covering her face, "You dare hit me?"
"You asked for it!"
Du Li’s pupils dilated.
She must not have been completely blinded by raging anger yet, as she knew she was no match for the over one meter seventy tall Ran Yile. She didn’t wildly rush forward to claw hair; instead, she frantically fished out her phone from her bag and dialed a number.
"Whimper... I’ve been hit..."
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