I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2248 - 1432: Two So’s

Just the right amount of five dishes and one soup.

The standard is one more than the number of diners.

No extravagance or waste, and definitely won’t let the guests feel neglected.

Especially the ginseng and yellow rejuvenation soup personally prepared by Li Shuru, it rightfully occupies the centerpiece on the dining table, with a warm color, fragrant aroma, greatly increasing appetite and making one’s mouth water.

Martial Saint didn’t even serve rice before he polished off a bowl, then continued to praise it endlessly, still wanting more.

"Sister Shurui, you might as well switch careers and become a chef!"

Just kidding.

Although she can’t compete with his biological sister, whose reputation precedes her, his Sister Shurui is now a representative figure among businesswomen in East Sea.

Becoming a chef would be a waste of talent.

"You’re still growing, have some more."

Li Shuru smiled warmly, sincerely, and those who didn’t know might actually think Martial Saint was related to her by blood.

They truly seemed like a beloved family.

Initially, Martial Saint held animosity towards someone’s official girlfriend by name, but now time has changed everything, which is a good thing, yet it puts Lan Peizhi, his blood-related sister, in a relatively awkward situation.

"Sister, you should try it too."

Martial Saint understood the ways of the world, took the initiative to serve actively, fully considering his sister’s feelings, and in the meantime, flawlessly served bowls of soup to Li Shuru and Tanki Liuli sequentially.

How mature and sensible.

As the parents, and being hands-off parents at that, at this moment, it’s undoubtedly necessary to express gratitude.

"It was tough raising him to be this way."

Not only Lan Peizhi, actually Father Lan and Lan’s mother should also express their thanks. Did this kid ever serve his parents food when in the village?

Not sitting at the table was considered restraint.

It turns out, Martial Saint running away to East Sea was probably a positive turning point for him and the entire Wu Family.

"Countries can change, but one’s nature is hard to alter. Martial Saint’s nature has always been quite sensible; he was just too young before. Now, he’s grown up."

Li Shuru picked up the porcelain chopsticks, graceful and gentle, causing that kid Martial Saint to feel a bit awkward and blush.

Sister Shurui really gave him a lot of face, making him quite embarrassed.

Actually, it wasn’t just Martial Saint feeling ashamed. Lan Peizhi’s feelings were probably quite complicated too.

Just imagine, the brother who seemed worthless and intolerable at her place becomes the darling full of virtues in someone else’s mouth, what would she feel?

"Sister Shurui, don’t praise me like that. I used to be quite reckless, worrying my sister to death. If not for my sister, I’d have been ambushed and bagged countless times in the village."

This kid, still fairly self-aware.

Really think all villagers are hard-working, submissive, and simple people?

Villagers are far more rugged than city dwellers.

His true reliance for roaming the countryside was never just that Tibetan mastiff.

"Miss Lan, was what I said true?"

Li Shuru aimed at Lan Peizhi.

What’s baffling is.

Lan Peizhi actually showed a smile, quite conspicuous and not at all reserved.

Martial Saint’s heart shook, regret following suit.

Damn.

Turns out my sister is an auditory creature?

Right.

No matter how fierce my sister gets, she’s still a woman.

Which woman doesn’t like hearing heartwarming words?

I was simply ignorant.

Had I known that my sister buys it, why live so cautiously, when smooth talking is my forte?

"Sister, I will never cause you trouble again."

Seeing the flaw, Martial Saint quickly exploited it with resolute and sincere expression, akin to worshipping at ancestors’ graves.

Indeed.

What about Guanyin.

Guanyin isn’t invulnerable either. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Regardless of whether the brother is acting, at least in the presence of others, faced with such a sensible brother, any sister finds it hard to keep a tough heart.

Don’t hit a smiling face, that’s the truth.

"It’s enough not to trouble others."

"How dare I. Sister Duanmu hits quite hard."

"I didn’t hit you."

Duanmu Taoist, silently eating, wouldn’t stand wrongful accusation, stopped her chopsticks upon hearing, and in front of her senior sister, quietly defended herself.

"You almost killed me."

Martial Saint found his moment to voice grievance to his sister, full of vigor.

Li Shuru laughed awkwardly, knowing it’s unrealistic for Tanki Liuli to explain, she could only assist: "Once Martial Saint skipped classes, climbed over the wall and ran out with classmates, the teacher told Duanmu about it, then Duanmu hung Martial Saint from a rope from the second floor for a while..."

Clear and complete explanation.

A clear account.

The house must be big.

In an ordinary home, even if you want to educate children like this, you don’t have the conditions.

With the high ceiling of this mansion, falling from the second floor wouldn’t cause death, but carelessly, a fracture is possible.

"I untied him as soon as I got home."

Li Shuru then added.

"Sister Shurui, what time did you get home? You worked overtime that day, came back when it was already dark."

Martial Saint remembered clearly.

"How long was he hanging?"

Lan Peizhi asked calmly.

Li Shuru found it inappropriate to interject.

Tanki Liuli pondered for a moment, "Three TV episodes."

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"..."

Three TV episodes.

A novel time measurement unit.

One can almost envision the scene.

Returning from school, after careful narration from the teacher, the acting temporary guardian Taoist said nothing, cooked dinner as usual, then the two ate normally.

After dining and cleaning, the situation changed.

The seemingly harmless Taoist somehow found a thick nylon rope, Martial Saint had no resistance and was tied up like a chick, hung high.