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Chapter 867 - 635 Strange and Cute_2

Chapter 867: 635 Strange and Cute_2

"Isn’t that so? Isn’t she an old woman?"

Vera declared self-righteously.

Old, old woman?

Lan Peizhi’s age surely shouldn’t be considered old, right?

But then again,

Compared to this girl, she would definitely not be considered young anymore.

His lips moved slightly, and Jiang Chen said seriously, "This is Shenzhou, not Meilijian. You’d best watch what you say and do, as some things should not be spoken lightly. Don’t think that your bodyguards can do everything."

If Lan Peizhi were here and heard such words, without going as far as taking her life, at the very least, giving this mysteriously backed Western girl a big slap was unavoidable,

Lan Peizhi wasn’t called Blood Guanyin for nothing, but that was just a codename, a title of respect; she was not really an "immortal" and had emotions and desires too.

Which woman could remain untroubled upon hearing such words?

"She’s that formidable? Old Six said that this is the first time he’s encountered someone so strong,"

It sounded like an excuse for his own incompetence, but Jiang Chen acknowledged fairly, "She could probably beat those Western champions to the point of questioning their existence."

"What does ’questioning their existence’ mean?"

"..."

"Is Chinese-kungfu really that amazing?"

Vera continued to ask.

It wasn’t that Chinese-kungfu was exceptional,

but the person was too abnormal.

Jiang Chen didn’t explain but changed the subject, "There’s some progress on the origins of those Yanbian killers."

"I know."

"You know?"

"He Junru has already called me."

Looking at Vera’s composed expression, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but feel doubtful.

There’s an old saying in The East,

A gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years.

But this girl surely had nothing to do with being a gentleman.

From the way she decisively ordered the death of the last killer, it was clear she was not the kind to let grievances last overnight.

So why was she able to remain so calm now?

Vera seemed to have not noticed Jiang Chen’s odd gaze and shifted the topic, "He Junru also invited me to the birthday banquet."

"Miss He is not young either, and she’s still celebrating her birthday?"

Jiang Chen was quite surprised.

Celebrating a birthday was a long-ago tradition.

"It’s not her, it’s her younger sister."

Vera said, "She invited you to go as well."

He Junru’s younger sister?

A mixed-race face quickly surfaced in Jiang Chen’s mind.

He Junru had more than one sister, but out of intuition, Jiang Chen felt it wouldn’t be anyone else.

"I’m not going."

He said without hesitation.

Vera was surprised, probably not understanding why the other party was being so rude.

"Are you sure? He Junru specifically asked me to pass on the invitation."

"Then kindly convey my thanks to her, but I really won’t attend the birthday party," he said.

Vera didn’t say much else, "Suit yourself, but I won’t pass your message for you. You can tell her yourself if you want."

The He family’s main residence.

Mrs. He warmly received He Yihui.

The scale of this birthday party was exceptionally grand, personally arranged by her, and invitations were sent to notable figures from all circles. Since the Gambling King’s passing, the He family had rarely made such an elaborate affair, and for He Yihui, born to the fourth wife, it was an extraordinary and unconventional honor.

However, when she emerged from the study, He Yihui was calm, showing little sign of excitement.

"What’s the matter? Are you unhappy to have the whole family celebrate your birthday?"

In the hall,

He Junru smiled as she looked at He Yihui coming down the stairs.

"Another year older," Yi Hui said lightly with a chuckle, "Sister, would you be happy if you were me?"

He Junru smiled.

"It’s the same for everyone; no one can stop the passage of time. A woman gains another year of charm with each birthday."

The two sisters chatted idly as they walked out of the estate, taking a stroll nearby.

This was where they grew up, but those memories seemed to have grown very vague.

"I invited Jiang Chen."

He Junru said, turning her head deliberately, not hiding her movements as she watched her sister’s reaction.

He Yihui took it in stride and lightly laughed, "Sister, you’re probably making an unnecessary move."

"Unnecessary move?"

He Junru looked puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

"He won’t come."

He Junru was taken aback, and after a slight pause, asked curiously, "How do you know?"

"Because he dislikes me."

He Junru was speechless, the more she listened, the more confused she got.

"Dislike you? How could that be possible. Didn’t he invite you for a drink before?"

"That was in the past."

He Yihui explained frankly, "The night you asked me to deliver something to him, we went shopping together and ran into Guo Anle."

He Junru looked at her in astonishment, not expecting there to be such a—

fascinating story.

"Then what happened?"

She asked eagerly, "Did they fight?"

He Yihui gave her a look.

"Just tell me, I promise I won’t blab."

At that moment, He Junru was like a child about to burst with gossip.

He Yihui nodded, "Yeah, they fought."

He Junru was stunned for a moment, then asked again, "Who won? Both of them seem to have a similar build, but Guo Anle seems more refined. Surely he couldn’t be a match for Jiang Chen, right? Jiang Chen might not look strong, but he’s definitely a good fighter."

It had to be admitted, though still single to this day, this heiress who inherited the gambling king’s business savvy had a very unique eye for men.

"It was okay, Guo Anle may not be great at fighting, but he sure can run fast."

"How do you know he’s fast?"

"He once told me that he won first place in the one hundred meters during his elementary school sports day."

He Junru couldn’t help it anymore and burst into laughter.

"Didn’t you say you weren’t interested in him? How come you remember such a trivial thing so clearly."

Of course, they both knew it was a joke.

"He makes a good friend," He Yihui said. "If for friendship, he’s a fine choice indeed."

He Junru couldn’t stop laughing, but inside she couldn’t help feeling moved.

The most carefree of the Guo’s young masters would probably have mixed feelings about this assessment.

"Nothing more exciting happened?"

He Junru continued to ask.

He Yihui shook her head, "No, then I had him drive me home."

"Who drove you home? Guo Anle?"

"Jiang Chen."

"..."

He Junru was instantly silent for a while, then could not help but laugh and cry at her own thoughts.

She could pretty much picture the scene at the time.

Fair ladies woo gentlemen.

Really, no joke.

Her younger sister sure had the makings of a femme fatale.

"Didn’t you invite him upstairs for a cup of coffee?"

He Junru teased.

"He’s not stupid."

Hearing her younger sister’s response, He Junru chuckled even more, "Why is that stupid? You are so beautiful, and your family background is so good, if I were a man, I’d surely be moved too."

"If he thought I was pretty, would he have asked me for twenty-five dollars?"

"Well, he did end up driving you home, didn’t he?" He Junru retorted.

"He just didn’t want to offend the He family, or perhaps it was out of gentlemanly conduct."

Quality education really makes a difference.

Few women can be so lucid.

Not to mention someone like He Yihui with her advantages, but even those internet goddesses who rely on the art of beauty filters are intoxicated by their own digitally altered images, believing that all men in the world would fall for them.

"If he had gentlemanly conduct, would he have asked you for that twenty-five dollars?"

He Junru said instinctively.

She had never encountered such a thing, which left her somewhat perplexed at the hotel back then.

"That’s why I think he’s... a bit strange."

This time, He Yihui’s assessment showed some progress, at least she didn’t say again that he had some mental issue.

"It is pretty strange."

He Junru nodded slightly, then as if talking to herself, said, "Similar to you."

He Yihui turned her head, "Sis, am I strange?"

He Junru struggled to hold back her laughter, "Just a little bit."

Suddenly, He Yihui made a move that He Junru never expected; she grabbed her cheeks and eyelids, completely disregarding her image and made a face like she used to as a child.

He Junru was stunned.

"I’m not playing with you anymore."

As if angry, He Yihui turned and walked toward the limousine where her bodyguard was waiting.

"Where are you going?"

He Junru called out.

He Yihui didn’t look back, as if truly upset, got into the car as the bodyguard opened the door.

He Junru snorted with laughter, inexplicably recalling scenes from their childhood when they were just kids, innocent and close like a family.

Memories flashed by, and standing in the grand garden, a warm current suddenly flowed through He Junru’s cold heart.