I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 863 - 632 will meet again_2

Chapter 863: 632 will meet again_2

"Who is this?"

Jiang Chen could no longer feign deafness and muteness, even though Yi Hui hadn’t made an introduction. A smart man like him had guessed the situation.

"Hello, Jiang Chen."

"Hello, Guo Anle."

Guo Anle?

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Chen instantly knew who the other person was.

A gentleman does not take what others treasure.

Furthermore, do not impose on others what you yourself do not desire.

Having once had love snatched from him, Comrade Jiang Chen cleared his throat, intending to make his excuses and leave.

"Miss He, your shoes."

Yi Hui turned to look.

She had arranged to meet him tonight merely on her sister’s suggestion, but his actions suddenly made her feel

— not quite at ease.

So eager to leave, was she some kind of terrifying monster?

It wasn’t exactly displeasure, Yi Hui couldn’t describe what she was feeling inside, it felt a bit novel, something she had never experienced before.

"Weren’t you going to take me home?"

So she said.

Jiang Chen was stunned.

Take you home?

When did I say I would take you home?

I was only supposed to help you hail a car.

Those eyes, exotic as they were, remained calm, but beneath that calm facade, Jiang Chen saw a glint of mischief.

Intentional.

She was deliberately trying to involve him!

No wonder dramas always say, the prettier the woman, the more trouble she brings.

Jiang Chen was at a loss, but the considerate Mr. Guo offered him an out.

"Yi Hui, no need to trouble Mr. Jiang, I’ll take you home."

Jiang Chen quickly agreed, but Yi Hui didn’t give him a chance to speak.

"No need, it’s out of your way."

Out of your way?

I’m not on your way either.

Jiang Chen thought to himself, of course, he would never say it out loud.

Even with Guo Anle’s good upbringing, he couldn’t keep the usual calm at this moment, the smile on his face slightly strained.

Yi Hui raised her hand to hail a taxi.

Jiang Chen stood frozen.

Yi Hui walked to the car door, opened it, and looked back, "Get in."

That stance.

It was a bit like a bandit kidnapping a Chieftain’s Consort.

No, that’s not right.

It should be Chieftain’s Consort.

Comrade Jiang Chen also felt quite awkward, squeezing out a smile toward Guo Anle.

"Mr. Guo, then we’ll be leaving first."

Guo Anle, after all, did not lose his composure and responded with a smile.

Yi Hui and Jiang Chen got into the car.

Leaving Guo Anle standing alone at the roadside.

The taxi passed next to a Rolls-Royce, and in the rearview mirror, Mr. Guo’s figure blurred gradually.

Jiang Chen let out a breath and couldn’t help saying, "Miss He, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

"When did I ever say I would take you home?" Jiang Chen asked seriously.

"It won’t take very long."

Yi Hui replied nonchalantly.

It’s not about the time!

"Miss He, are you dating Mr. Guo?"

"No."

"Then he must be pursuing you, right?"

Jiang Chen realized that the other person was actually a master of playing dumb, so he didn’t give her the chance to act, "Is it appropriate for you to act this way?"

"What have I done?"

"He said he would take you home, why didn’t you agree?"

Jiang Chen emphasized.

Is taking a taxi more comfortable than riding in a Rolls-Royce?

"Why should I agree?"

Yi Hui calmly responded, "You bought me shoes, leaving you alone wouldn’t be nice."

"..."

"..."

Jiang Chen’s eye twitched.

Not nice?

That was putting it too politely.

"Why are you not happy?"

Yi Hui asked.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes, his breathing slightly heavy.

He obviously knew, she was doing it on purpose, if it weren’t on purpose, then she must really have a problem with her brain.

Being a casino magnate’s daughter, if her brain really was problematic, surely she would have sought treatment a long time ago.

"Miss He, have I offended you?"

"No."

Jiang Chen clenched his teeth, "Then why do you act this way? Aren’t you causing Mr. Guo to misunderstand?"

"Do you really care about what others think?"

"I..."

Seeing the gambling king’s daughter calmly staring at him, Jiang Chen found himself speechless for a moment.

"Stop pretending."

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

"You don’t care at all."

Yi Hui continued, "If you’re not afraid of the Guo family, how could you care about what An Le thinks."

Jiang Chen was stunned, his lips moved, and for the first time, he found he couldn’t keep up with her pace.

"...How do you know I’m not intimidated by the Guo family?"

He said instinctively, then realized something was wrong, and quickly corrected himself, "It’s not about being afraid or not afraid..."

"Pfft."

Jiang Chen was dumbfounded again. He stared at the woman who suddenly burst into inexplicable laughter and asked instinctively, "What are you laughing at?"

From start to finish, Yi Hui, who had seemed like an emotionless, beautiful robot, now suddenly showed a hint of sadness.

"Sorry, I couldn’t help it."

Before Jiang Chen could speak, she continued, "My family has always pressured me to be with An Le, but I don’t like him."

You don’t like him, that’s your business. Why involve innocent people?

Jiang Chen wanted to burst out in anger, but as he looked at her stunning mixed-race features, he found he couldn’t utter the words he wanted to say.

"You don’t like him, you could just be upfront with him and have an honest conversation, that would probably be better. Avoiding the issue will never solve the problem."

"I’ve told him, but he won’t listen."

"..."

Jiang Chen fell silent.

"This shows even more that he truly cares about you."

"I told you, I don’t like him."

Yi Hui repeated.

Jiang Chen, turning into a relationship counselor, persuaded gently, "Maybe you don’t dislike him, it’s just your rebellious nature against your family’s arrangements. If you stop thinking about it as your family’s arrangement, you might find your feelings for him changing."

Yi Hui quieted down.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Do you know me?"

Jiang Chen quickly shook his head.

"Then how can you say that? No external factors affect me. If I like someone, I like him; if I don’t feel anything, then I don’t."

Although not intimately acquainted, Jiang Chen had at least realized by now that this daughter of the gambling king was quite unordinary.

She was definitely a stubborn one.

Stubborn people are often crazy.

"Why aren’t you speaking?"

Seeing Jiang Chen suddenly fall silent, Yi Hui asked.

"Miss He, we are merely acquaintances. You don’t need to share this with me."

"Weren’t you the one who asked?"

"..."

Jiang Chen felt utterly defeated and turned to look outside the window.

"You don’t want to talk to me?"

"No, I just don’t know what to say."

Basic politeness was necessary.

Although he planned to distance himself from her, there was no need to offend her.

"You’re lying."

"..."

Jiang Chen turned back, "Miss He, do you know what I came to Haojiang for?"

"For gambling."

Jiang Chen didn’t deny it anymore, "Since Miss He is aware, then you should understand, we are opponents."

"Did you say the same thing to my sister?"

Jiang Chen was once again at a loss for words.

Yi Hui smiled.

"Gambling isn’t exclusive to the He family, we just keep it for now. When the time comes, whoever is capable will continue to take care of the gambling pact. It doesn’t belong to anyone; it’s just held by someone temporarily."

She truly understood the bigger picture.

Thinking about her family background.

Perhaps because she was from the less influential branch, far from the He family power center, she could be so indifferent.

"Miss He’s realization is truly admirable."

"Stop the car."

Yi Hui suddenly said.

The taxi stopped.

Yi Hui lifted her hand.

Jiang Chen was puzzled.

"Shoes."

Hearing her reminder, Jiang Chen reacted and handed over the bag, "Are you getting off here? Aren’t we there yet? Aren’t you going home?"

"Why do you care if you say we’re opponents?"

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

Care?

I’m just afraid of being implicated if something happens to you, okay?

Yi Hui opened the door and stepped out, "A few steps and I’ll be there."

To avoid further misunderstanding, Jiang Chen dared not say more.

Yi Hui bent down.

"We will meet again."

"Bang."

The car door closed.

She stood outside the car, holding her shoes, and waved with a smile.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, "Driver, let’s go."