I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2205 - 1408: Cough, Cough_2

Jiang Chen nodded, signaling to go ahead.

Instead of walking as far as the two men, He Yihui lazily sat on the sofa, obliviously answering the phone.

"Sis."

"How are you feeling?"

The relationship between the two sisters was quite good.

Many relatives don’t even call once in half a year.

"Pretty good, everything’s smooth."

"Mhm, I saw your interview. People in Haojiang are praising you."

Jiang Chen said nothing, quietly drinking tea.

"Sis, didn’t you just return from Australia? Why aren’t you resting yet?"

"How did you know I was back?"

The sharp and capable Miss He second smiled and asked, as if engaging in casual banter between sisters.

"Zhong Xiaoye told me. He was just here."

Jiang Chen chewed on the broken tea leaves in his mouth.

This is just a matter of personality.

No beating around the bush.

"Really? Has he left?"

"Yeah, he was taken away."

"..."

Fortunately, it’s Boss Jiang.

Anyone else would probably burst out laughing.

Though honesty is a virtue, there’s no need to be so direct, right?

"Who took him away?"

In a family, people are more at ease than with outsiders like Boss Jiang, so Miss He second calmly responded, showing no abnormality.

"Not quite sure, seems related to a kidnapping case. Sis, Zhong Xiaoye is getting more and more out of line."

"No one is perfect, just as gold is never pure. Everyone has faults. If it’s a minor mistake, it can be forgiven."

Those who achieve great things don’t mind small matters.

Miss He second’s words were not incorrect.

In this world, there’s only stance, no right or wrong.

Song Chaoge’s words come true time and again.

"Sis, you just got back, don’t worry about him. He’s so capable of exploiting resources inland, it’s time for him to put that to use."

He Yihui changed the subject, avoiding further discourse on human nature.

"Yi Hui, in the face of the bigger picture, put aside personal prejudice. Zhong Xiaoye is more beneficial than harmful to our He Family."

He Yihui paused before lightly laughing and saying: "Sis, I wasn’t the one who took Zhong Xiaoye."

Simple and direct.

A single sentence won the match.

Indeed, dragons birth dragons, phoenixes birth phoenixes.

She used to be content being invisible, simply not competing.

Of course.

He Junru certainly wasn’t just a name; faced with the younger sister’s aggressive response, she paused, and similarly smiled back.

"Did I say you were the one who took him?"

The atmosphere turned tense.

Who said "competition" was a good thing?

He Yihui pursed her lips.

As a younger sister, seeing her second sister confront her over an outsider, surely she felt somewhat aggrieved.

"Ahem."

Suddenly.

At that moment.

An untimely cough sounded.

He Yihui’s gaze shifted.

The two bodyguards were out, Zhong Tingwang was taken away, besides Boss Jiang, who else was there in the executive suite?

Interrupting someone on a call, coughing at such a moment was undoubtedly impolite.

And with Boss Jiang’s conduct, surely he wouldn’t make such a low-level mistake, so there’s only one answer.

He did it on purpose.

He Yihui didn’t have the external sound on, he couldn’t hear what was said, but often, listening to someone’s words and tone sufficed.

"Is anyone else here?"

He Junru asked.

He Yihui looked at a certain person rubbing his lips in apparent embarrassment and answered "Mhm."

"Mr. Jiang is here."

He Junru was silent.

Though Boss Jiang’s cough seemed inappropriate, it happened to dissolve a potential dispute between the sisters if one didn’t back down.

"Mr. Jiang is here, why didn’t you say earlier."

He Junru resumed her smile, "Then I won’t interrupt, send my regards to Mr. Jiang."

He Yihui slowly put down the phone.

"Sorry."

Jiang Chen immediately apologized.

"Thank you."

Hold on.

The usual phrase should be "No problem," right?

No court can break household matters.

Though one shouldn’t involve oneself in others’ family issues, He Yihui could have led a peaceful life without entirely being her "credit," but with the involvement in the He Family’s "battle for succession," he undeniably bears responsibility.

When unseen and unheard, it’s another matter.

But now he’s sitting here, overhearing this conversation, he can’t just ignore it.

Besides.

No matter the heights reached, Jiang Chen is inherently a traditional and conservative person.

He has always and will forever believe.

Harmony in the family breeds prosperity.

Family is always family.

No matter how great the profits, it can’t be compared.

Criticizing one’s family for an outsider, he can understand He Junru’s position but doesn’t agree.

"It’s fine."

The unsaid line was instead borrowed by him, Jiang Chen continued: "If your sister asks about it again, just tell her the truth, if Miss He second has any ideas, let her come talk to me."

That familiar feeling...

Ever since her father’s passing, He Yihui hadn’t felt it for a long time, now she felt it anew from a man.

She smiled enchantingly, her already beautiful face becoming even more stunning.

"Are you really going to back me up?"

Jiang Chen looked at that beautiful yet innocent face, chuckled, and solemnly nodded in affirmation.

"From now on, I’ve got you covered!"

Back during the time in Haojiang when she was pushed to the forefront, he hadn’t given any promises.

People.

Turns out we’re all emotional creatures.

Miss He second got impatient, that call shouldn’t have been made, especially not then.

He Yihui smiled radiantly, suddenly like a little girl.

"Really?"

Perhaps long ago, before her world-renowned father, she was just that innocent.

Somehow.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt a sense of mutual suffering from her.

Even with a huge family and many relatives.

"A gentleman’s word is his bond."

Wait.

Are you a gentleman?

He Yihui didn’t notice any flaw in his promise, or perhaps to the fourth Miss He, Mr. Jiang is indeed an undisputed gentleman.

"You said it, you can’t break your word."

A pinky lifted.

Jiang Chen chuckled, and lifted his own pinky.

The two fingers intertwined.

Four eyes met.

According to the soap opera plot, at this moment sparks should fly, and the scene might shift to them waking up in a bed the next morning, thanks to strict censorship.

But soap operas are soap operas.

Not to mention, there are two guardians standing outside.

After making bold promises, to then act dishonorably, would that not be playing by the rules?

"Ahem."

Another untimely cough.

As Jiang Chen was about to withdraw his hand, she seemed to predict his action. Her deep and charming eyes didn’t pull away, but instead slowly moved closer.

"Poof."

The touch full, warm, and accompanied by a captivating fragrance.

He Yihui closed her eyes, this time pausing for a long, long time.

Lips parted.

"I’ll see you off."

Acting nonchalant, huh?

Are all women of the He Family so domineering?

Last time it was just a face, this time it’s straight to the lips.

The second time being harassed by the same person, Jiang Chen’s expression was calm, he leaned on his knee, getting up.

He Yihui showed no intent on stopping him, moving toward the door.

"Miss."

The door opened.

Two bodyguards sidled, eyes neutral.

He Yihui stepped aside.

Jiang Chen walked out.

"Rest early."

Both were academy award-level actors, neither showed any flaw.

"Good night."

No reluctance, not waiting for Boss Jiang to leave before returning to the suite, the door shut behind the two bodyguards entering.

Jiang Chen stood in the impressive yet empty corridor, on soft, luxurious handmade carpeting, suddenly involuntarily started pondering a question.

Definitely not a rule.

Instead, he suspected.

If he fell for a transformed beauty trap?

Wiping his lips, whether ensnared or not, having never really lost, Boss Jiang quietly sighed, serenity restored, he moved away.