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Chapter 875 - 640 Fighting (Second Update!)

Chapter 875: 640 Fighting (Second Update!)

On his way back to The East, Jiang Chen went online to check something.

No wonder he felt the surname "Dupont" was somewhat familiar.

It turned out to be a fiercely present existence that ranked in the top three even in the Statue of Liberty; it had been passed down for more than a dozen generations, with various tales boasted wildly.

Of course.

Not all information online could be trusted,

but looking at it dialectically, one could imagine the grandeur of this family.

As one of the only two guests on the seventeenth floor, Jiang Chen was already well-acquainted with Vera’s bodyguards, enjoying unhindered access. However, when he arrived at Vera’s room, he was informed that Vera was not there.

Could this girl have already made her move?!

Jiang Chen quickly pulled out his cellphone and called her, only to find out she was upstairs practicing yoga.

"..."

For a moment, Jiang Chen felt his mind was in chaos, starting to doubt whether she was the one who had sent the shooter.

"Thank you, teacher, class dismissed."

The yoga room inside the hotel had only one student.

Jiang Chen entered and directly interrupted the session royally.

Vera sat on the yoga mat, striking an exaggerated pose, with her forehead pressed against her foot, displaying her astonishing flexibility. The tight yoga outfit accentuated her buttocks, drawing attention.

So young, yet so voluptuously rounded; what would it be like when she grew up a bit more?

Of course.

Jiang Chen, being a gentleman, adhered to the principle of decency without staring; he was not in the least interested in this girl, and had become even more disinterested and detached after learning her identity.

Her being underage was no longer a key issue.

Some women, you shouldn’t mess with lightly.

Same goes for girls.

Maybe she was tired from practicing, for Vera didn’t speak against Jiang Chen’s dominating interruption and allowed him to disrupt her body management. She lowered her leg, sat up straight, and wiped the fragrance sweat off her forehead.

Seeing this, the charming and mature yoga teacher prudently ended the class and, before leaving, gave Jiang Chen a polite, sweet smile.

The grandeur beneath the thin fabric could definitely not be fully grasped with one hand.

Jiang Chen was indeed a man of firm resolve; or rather, a man likely finds it hard to be tempted by women once he’s reached certain level, he ignored the swaying yoga teacher and walked over to Vera, squatting down.

"What’s your name?"

Vera, who was wiping off sweat and relaxing, glanced sideways at him, "Did you fall and hit your head when you left the house today?"

Jiang Chen simply sat down on the floor, getting straight to the point, "You can’t make a move on Song Chaoge."

Vera paused, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Chen ignored her, fixing his gaze on those increasingly inscrutable amber eyes.

"Song Chaoge isn’t an ordinary person, and if anything happens to him, you’ll find it hard to leave Haojiang."

"Who he is, what does it have to do with me? And what does it have to do with my leaving Haojiang? Are you saying that once you come here, you can’t leave?"

Jiang Chen’s expression became serious, "I’m talking to you very seriously, we’re in Shenzhou, you need to understand that."

He believed she could definitely understand his implication.

Vera’s face gradually grew expressionless, "Why are you telling me all this? I find you very strange."

Somehow, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a bit like laughing.

"...I don’t want you to get hurt."

He held back his laugh.

That was indeed the truth.

"In middle school, those boys had more advanced techniques for flirting than you."

Vera stretched her arms.

The two of them were like chickens talking to ducks, but Jiang Chen didn’t mind and continued earnestly, "I know you’re very angry right now, but revenge doesn’t have only one form."

"You and that Mr. Song, you had a conflict, didn’t you?"

Vera finally asked.

That was a very precise question.

"That’s between him and me."

"Do you really care about me?"

Vera’s expression was doubtful.

Jiang Chen remained silent, not intentionally, but genuinely unsure of what to say.

"Then give me a plan, how should this account be settled?"

Vera said casually, continuing her stretching exercises as if no one was around. She kneeled on one leg, leaned her arms backward, grabbed the other leg, and then leaned forward forcefully, forming a circle with her body. From Jiang Chen’s angle, it was easy to catch a glimpse of the overly matured cleavage.

But Jiang Chen was a man oblivious to flirtation, focusing only on Vera’s face, without glancing sideways.

"I’ll help you settle this account."

"You’ll help me settle it?"

Vera was surprised.

Jiang Chen nodded, "Would you trust me?"

Vera loosened her grip and sat up straight, seriously sizing him up before saying, "You haven’t fallen for me, have you?"

Shenzhou prioritizes subtlety and euphemism.

But it’s different abroad.

You could get married with a license within a day of meeting.

Having once traveled abroad, Jiang Chen wasn’t astounded or dismissive, but continued seriously, "Leave it to me."

Vera fell silent, as if pondering, then finally tucked up her knees, showing a hint of childishness appropriate for her age.

"Alright, since you’re so eager to prove yourself, I’ll give you a chance."

"..."

Jiang Chen pretended not to hear, reminding her, "Then promise me, no more rash actions."

Vera suddenly became exceptionally well-behaved, nodding her head right away.

Accustomed to her variable nature, Jiang Chen, after reaching an agreement, stood up.

"Wait for my news."

"Mm, Fighting!"

Vera clenched her fists.

"..."

Silently, Jiang Chen walked outside.

"Miss."

Not long after Jiang Chen had left, Lao Liu came in.

"Everything is ready."

Vera lazily sat cross-legged on the yoga mat, seemingly not hearing, thoughtfully saying, "Strange, why do you think he advised me? Is he really worried about me?"

"Mr. Jiang advised you to stop?"

Vera looked up, "What do you think he’s thinking?"

Although interactions over time had established a decent rapport with Jiang Chen, Lao Liu hadn’t forgotten his place and was clear about his standing.

"Mr. Jiang probably doesn’t want to get involved himself. With Song Chaoge’s status in Shenzhou, if something happened to him, those standing on the shore might all be drowned by the resulting storm."

"Is he that rational? What a great opportunity to use someone else to do his dirty work."

Vera sighed, seemingly feeling sorry for Jiang Chen.

"The historical figures of Shenzhou have all been able to endure what ordinary people cannot."

Lao Liu spoke earnestly.

"That’s a good phrase, raise your salary by a thousand US dollars this month."

Vera was quite generous.

"Thank you, Miss."

Lao Liu bowed his head.

Vera shifted her legs, propped herself up by her knees and stood, murmuring, "He really treats me like a child."

After speaking, she asked, "Lao Liu, do you think I’m foolish?"

Lao Liu promptly affirmed, "Not foolish."

Vera smiled.

Lao Liu then asked, "Miss, what next..."

Vera didn’t speak and walked outside.

Lao Liu instinctively crouched down.

As they passed by each other, Vera just patted his shoulder. Her expression was somber, far from that of a girl teetering between adolescence and adulthood.