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Chapter 997 - 712 Bellyband

Chapter 997: 712 Bellyband

"Did you go to the Great Wall today?"

"Mmm."

Jiang Chen poured wine into two clean high-stemmed glasses.

"How was it?"

"With Miss Lan handling it, there’s nothing to worry about."

Jiang Chen passed a glass to her.

Cao Jinse nodded, picked up the glass, took a sip, and asked with a smile, "Why is she still with you?"

Jiang Chen, of course, knew who she was referring to, "Miss Lan and I are different; she’s a busy person, but I’m free, so I can help take care of her for a while."

Cao Jinse couldn’t help but chuckle, "Are you sure you’re the one taking care of her?"

Jiang Chen remained composed, took a sip of his wine, and replied, "If not, then who?"

Cao Jinse shook her head, smiling.

When it came to thick skin, among the people she had met, the guy opposite her was definitely outstanding, unmatched even by Young Master Ye Tingxuan.

Of course.

Having a thick skin isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

"The surgery is scheduled for next Wednesday."

Jiang Chen looked at her, "Thank you."

"I’ve told you before. There’s no need to thank me."

Cao Jinse said nonchalantly, "Initially, that man was sentenced to death, but after all, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-storied pagoda, now it has been commuted to a life sentence."

Jiang Chen knew that the condemned man was a rival of Lan Peizhi.

This level of competition wasn’t just an average citizen arguing; a loss could mean disaster.

Just like how Young Master Fang handled things.

Eradicating the roots could not be considered wrong, in dealing with enemies, you should avoid mercy and instill fear at their core, better yet, crush them completely so they never rise again.

Death sentence to life imprisonment.

It was undoubtedly a conditional exchange.

With some manipulation, he might be out in a few more years.

"Do you know why that man was sentenced to death?"

Jiang Chen naturally shook his head.

"Smuggling and selling national treasures."

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, smiling as he continued, "Most importantly, he must have offended Miss Lan."

Lan Peizhi had a hobby; she liked collecting antiques.

He hadn’t forgotten the corpse of the notorious river pirate found dead in the Shaocheng Canal.

Cao Jinse shared a knowing smile, raising her glass to Jiang Chen.

"Clank."

Their glasses touched.

"Aren’t you curious about those two people just now?"

Cao Jinse asked intriguingly.

Jiang Chen shook his head, swallowing the rich and potent wine, "There’re simply too many of those influential young masters around, can’t remember them all."

Cao Jinse smiled.

"Since you’ve opened your doors for business, knowing a few more faces can’t hurt, like how smart your manager here is, directly assigning me this private room."

"I do pay him a hefty salary. If he weren’t smart, wouldn’t my money be wasted?"

Cao Jinse eyed him up and down, holding her glass.

"I’m starting to notice, you’re actually pretty good with numbers."

Jiang Chen laughed, adding ice to his glass, "It seems your understanding of me has deepened."

Cao Jinse paused, then couldn’t help but laugh and ponder, faintly feeling this comment was teasing her, yet not exactly.

"I’d rather not know you too well; keeping some mystery is preferable."

Cao Jinse drank.

Jiang Chen responded without delay, "Distance creates beauty?"

Cao Jinse stared at him, "Having Taoist Duanmu around really does make a difference, huh?"

Jiang Chen smiled subtly, changing the subject, "Miss Lan is indeed a person of loyalty. I know she had Tanki Liuli follow me with good intentions."

"You’re not being comprehensive. It’s more that Aunt Lan really treats you as a good friend."

Jiang Chen immediately countered, "Miss Cao, I don’t agree with that. Relationships are mutual. Miss Lan’s treatment of me shows I’ve been equally good to her."

Cao Jinse fell silent, giving him a peculiar look, then quietly asked, "Then tell me, what kindnesses have you shown to Aunt Lan?"

If we were to discuss this topic, there would be countless instances.

In Goryeo, in Haojiang, he had always put himself on the line.

Without his wholehearted efforts, how could his favorability rating with a person like Lan Peizhi climb to 85?

Of course, Jiang Chen was not one to boast.

"Why ask what you already know, Miss Cao? You must surely be aware of what goes on between Miss Lan and me."

"No, I’m not entirely sure; I only know parts."

Cao Jinse said, and they exchanged a smile.

After the joking.

They clinked their glasses.

"It’s been a long time since I had a drink."

Cao Jinse sighed.

Jiang Chen, not knowing what to say, bluntly asked, "Don’t you have friends?"

Even Cao Jinse was taken aback, but then she laughed and scolded, "Do you even know how to converse?"

"It’s alright, the doors of Apang Palace are always open to you. If you ever feel like drinking, you’re always welcome, but there’s one condition: no credit."

It could have been quite touching, but his last remark added unnecessarily, immediately breaking the mood.

"Now I kind of understand why your ex-girlfriend broke up with you. Being so thrifty can make a man lose a lot of charm."

Jiang Chen lifted his glass and took a sip, "No need to beat around the bush, are you trying to pry into my love life? Just say it."

Cao Jinse’s eyes widened, speechless.

"Who wants to know your story!"

Cao Jinse, who had been jovial even during her entrance, now unexpectedly blushed, hiding behind her raised glass.

Of course.