I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 855 - 628 Twenty-five (300 monthly tickets added and updated completed)

Chapter 855: 628 Twenty-five (300 monthly tickets added and updated completed)

It must have been the late night sleep, he didn’t rest well.

Jiang Chen thought he was hallucinating, so he turned around to open the door that hadn’t been closed properly and intended to enter the room and open the door one more time.

"Stop!"

But before he could enter, a familiar voice came.

Then, the slender figure in the hallway almost came over at a trot.

Staring at the mixed-race face that was getting closer, Jiang Chen was a bit puzzled.

It wasn’t a hallucination?

That made sense.

Even if it were a hallucination, it should have been Li Shuru, Lan Peizhi, or maybe Pei Yunxi.

It would even make sense if it were Shi Qianxi.

But it couldn’t possibly be the girl he had only met twice.

God knows, he could swear he had never harbored any thoughts about her, even though she was beautiful.

"How are you here?"

"How are you here?"

Both spoke at the same time in unison.

After a moment of "telepathy," silence resumed in the hallway.

Their gazes met, and suddenly, Jiang Chen felt a little urge to laugh.

It’s a big world, meeting once could be coincidence, meeting twice could also be coincidence, but three times?

"I live here."

Suppressing his fluctuating emotions, Jiang Chen, the gentleman, was the first to explain and then asked again, "How are you here?"

The woman who was about to commit suicide at the beach seemed to automatically ignore the latter part of his sentence and repeated, "You live here?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

Yi Hui fell silent, staring at him for a long while.

Jiang Chen wasn’t thin-skinned, but being stared at by a beautiful woman still made him somewhat uncomfortable.

"... Miss He, why are you here?"

If he remembered correctly, her surname should be He, named Yi Hui.

"I’m here to see someone."

Jiang Chen was honest, and Yi Hui didn’t hide anything either.

To see someone?

Here to see someone?

Obviously, it wasn’t to see him, it was just an accident, and besides him, the only other people living on this floor were...

Jiang Chen looked in the direction of Vera’s room, then at the now-familiar beautiful face, his eyes becoming somewhat quirky.

The first time they met at Moon Well, he thought she was a photographer or a traveler.

The second time they met on the Black Sand Beach, she was about to jump into the sea, making him suspect that she had lost money gambling or was a fallen woman who had strayed from the right path.

But none of these identities seemed sufficient to knock on Vera’s door.

This woman, how had she been let in by the bodyguard?

In other words, who really was she?

"Would you like to come in and sit?"

Jiang Chen politely spoke.

Through her eyes, he felt that not only he, but she might also have many questions for him.

Yi Hui didn’t hesitate and entered the room with Jiang Chen.

"What would you like to drink? I have black tea, green tea, coffee..."

Jiang Chen knew well the protocol of hospitality.

"Thank you, but I’m not thirsty."

She also showed good manners.

Jiang Chen didn’t insist and asked her to sit down on the sofa.

"Your name is Jiang Chen?"

Her memory was also quite good.

Jiang Chen nodded.

"Real or fake name?"

The sudden question made Jiang Chen startle, but he quickly responded, "Real name, does anyone use a fake name?"

Then, as if he thought of something, "You’re not telling me a fake name, are you?"

Yi Hui.

These three characters instinctively flashed through his mind, and Jiang Chen’s expression suddenly became tense.

Wait.

Yi Hui.

He?

He looked closely at the seemingly mixed-race face.

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered, his expression becoming incredibly vivid.

No way, what a coincidence?!

Yi Hui didn’t respond, just watched him silently, confirming Jiang Chen’s appearance was not a disguise, then said, "You said you were here on vacation?"

Jiang Chen, with mixed emotions, didn’t respond directly, "Why did you want to commit suicide that day?"

"Who told you I wanted to commit suicide?"

Yi Hui replied calmly, "I like the sea; what’s wrong with walking in it?"

"..."

Jiang Chen was speechless.

A huge misunderstanding!

Also, her identity seemed no longer in question.

"You’re... the daughter of the gambling king?"

Jiang Chen still wanted to confirm.

Yi Hui remained silent.

Silence was the clearest answer.

Jiang Chen could only laugh at himself.

Could Haojiang really be so small that going out for a walk meant meeting the daughter of a gambling king?

No wonder he was slow to realize it.

A daughter of a gambling king should be surrounded by followers and radiating nobility, right?

Why would she look like this?

Of course.

No matter how incredible, her identity was confirmed, and in Haojiang, probably no one dared to impersonate the daughter of a gambling king.

"Miss He, why did you deceive me?"

"What have I deceived you about?"

"You never said, you are the daughter of the gambling king."

"Did I ever say I wasn’t?"

Jiang Chen was speechless again.

That was true.

She had sincerely told him her name; it was only his own ignorance.

"Who exactly are you?"

Finally, it was Yi Hui’s turn to ask.

Jiang Chen didn’t answer and strangely stood up, rummaged around, and then placed an ID on the coffee table.

Yi Hui looked down.

Mainland resident identity card.

It was indeed Jiang from the river and Chen from the stars.

His age was also correct.

"..."

Yi Hui fell silent as well.

Jiang Chen searched for words, "Miss He, don’t worry, I did not intentionally approach you. I swear, I had no idea who you were; it was all a coincidence."

"A coincidence?"

Yi Hui’s expression was too calm, undisturbed, making it impossible to guess her thoughts, "Including today, we’ve met three times already, and you call that a coincidence?"

Jiang Chen chuckled awkwardly.

"One might also say it’s fate."

Fate.

Yi Hui watched him silently.

She might not be as perceptive as her half-sister, He Junru, but she still had some ability to judge people.

People with ulterior motives wouldn’t be so

— foolish.

She could feel that, on that night at Heisha Beach, he genuinely thought she was about to throw herself into the sea.

Someone who purposely approached her wouldn’t use such a clumsy method.

"Miss He, did you not find your seat? The direction you’re looking for should be to the left."

Jiang Chen offered the reminder kindly.

"I came with my sister."

Yi Hui was indeed sincere.

No, that’s not right.

It should be said that both were quite sincere.

"Your sister?"

Blame it on his quick thinking, Jiang Chen blurted out, "He Junru, Miss He?"

"You know my sister?"

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "... I’ve met her."

Yi Hui glanced again at the ID card on the coffee table, no longer pressing Jiang Chen about his specific identity.

The second meeting, the two sat by the sea, drinking beer, enjoying the sea breeze and the moonlight over the bridge, getting along quite pleasantly. But now, the atmosphere turned somewhat dull.

The sound of an English song rose,

Yi Hui took out her phone.

It was He Junru.

"Where did you go?"

"Sister, are you done talking?"

"Mm, where are you?"

"I’m coming right over."

Yi Hui stood up.

Jiang Chen intended to politely see her out.

As he opened the door and was about to leave, Yi Hui paused.

Jiang Chen was puzzled, about to ask if something was wrong, when he heard her say, "Your ID photo is really ugly."

"..."

Jiang Chen was stunned, unsure whether to be happy or angry.

An ugly ID photo meant he looked better in person, right?

Of course.

No matter what, calling someone’s photo ugly certainly wasn’t a compliment.

Jiang Chen wasn’t the type to dwell on petty issues, but thinking about how she drank his beer for free and then insulted him made it a bit hard to bear.

He might be a pushover, but he didn’t just let everyone walk all over him.

Casino tycoon’s daughter or not,

So he quickly said, "Twenty-five yuan, cash or transfer?"

Yi Hui stopped by the door, "What twenty-five yuan?"

"Last time at Heisha Beach, you drank two cans of my beer, totaling ten yuan."

"..."

Looking at Jiang Chen’s serious face, Yi Hui fell silent for a while, "That was only ten yuan, where did the twenty-five come from?"

Jiang Chen explained, "Later, I bought six more cans. Although you had left and didn’t drink, you had agreed to let me buy them. Six cans split between us, fifteen yuan each, plus the two you drank, totals twenty-five yuan."

Clear and logical.

Jiang Chen was generous and didn’t even include the peanuts and snacks he bought later.

Twenty-five yuan.

Yi Hui could probably never have imagined that one day, she’d be chased down by a man for a debt.

And for just twenty-five yuan.

"Your math must have been good in elementary school, right?"

She asked.

Jiang Chen smiled, "I was a science student."

"Sorry, I don’t usually carry cash when I go out."

"No problem, mobile transfer."

Yi Hui had just answered a call, so she couldn’t use the excuse of not having her phone.

"If you want my contact info, just say it."

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, "Miss He, please don’t misunderstand, I don’t mean that at all. Mobile transfers don’t require adding contacts; you can just scan my payment code."

Watching the earnest man, even someone as usually dispassionate as Yi Hui couldn’t help but feel her chest heave dramatically.

She was never one to exploit her family’s clout, but at that moment, for the first time in her life, she felt an overwhelming urge to teach this guy a harsh lesson.

The English song played again.

Quite an enjoyable tune.

Yi Hui answered the call.

"Sister, come here, please."

"What’s wrong?"

The voice of He Junru on the other end probably sounded a bit bewildered.

Yi Hui glanced at the door number, ignoring Jiang Chen’s stiff expression, "Room 1709, I owe someone money; could you handle it for me?"

The call ended.

Jiang Chen opened his mouth, "Actually, I was joking..."

After a short while, He Junru appeared, likely confused. Seeing Jiang Chen standing with Yi Hui, her expression grew even more peculiar, and she slowed her usually brisk pace.

The leading figure of the He family’s second generation looked between Jiang Chen and her sister.

"How much?"

Jiang Chen gave an awkward smile.

"Twenty-five" Yi Hui spoke.

He Junru was taken aback.

"How much?"

"Twenty-five yuan."

Yi Hui added.

"..."

He Junru’s expression shifted, then she said to Jiang Chen, "Mr. Jiang, I’ll transfer it to you."

Jiang Chen reluctantly took out his phone.

"I’m twenty-five years old."

After scanning the code, just as she was about to say goodbye to Jiang Chen, He Junru suddenly heard the phrase.

She froze again, swiftly turned her head, looking towards Jiang Chen.

He just stood there, grinning foolishly.