I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 1191 - 821 In dreams without knowing we are but guests (Throw flowers! Thanks for the support!)
The empty tea restaurant was eerily silent.
In the quiet atmosphere, a strong sense of confrontation was brewing. ๐ฏ๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ๐ค๐๐ฎ๐ต.๐๐ค๐ข
How pitiable is the parentsโ heart throughout the world.
A sonโs life hanging by a thread, his fate uncertain, the anguish of a parent is wholly understandable.
Young Prince Ye was no different.
Thus, he picked up his chopsticks, began serving himself food and said, "You all go back first. Once thereโs a result, Iโll let you know."
Mai Jie was furiously upset, yet powerless to do anything.
It all comes back to that old saying.
What goes around comes around.
"We need not trouble Young Master Ye, just give us the address and weโll go get him ourselves."
The words squeezed out from between clenched teeth, as authoritative as Xiang Tai, but in the end, still bowing to reality.
Society is like a staircase.
No matter how high you stand, there will always be people looking up to you from below, and always those above whom you must look up to.
Upsetting this young man known as Young Prince Ye, the consequences for them could only be one thing.
Obliteration!
No network of connections could shield against such disaster.
Crackdowns require evidence.
Counter-terrorism only needs a list.
But to quell a rebellion, a coordinate is all thatโs needed.
Looking at the young man casually eating, younger even than her own son, Mai Jie felt for the first time an overwhelming and desolate sense of impotence in her heart.
"Lady Xiang, let me reiterate, your son is currently in emergency care. Do you understand what that means?"
Young Prince Ye, considerate of the other partyโs feelings, patiently said, "Instead of wasting time here, youโd better go back, take a bath, pray and worship. Remember, be sincere, it might be more effective."
Jiang Chen no longer had to consider what to say, he just silently observed Ye Tingxuanโs words and demeanor.
Uh-huh.
With a mindset eager to learn.
Mai Jieโs chest felt as if blocked by a massive stone, breathing with difficulty, she wanted to say something more, but Xiang Yonghua spoke, "Then we will wait for Young Master Yeโs message. Enjoy your meal, Young Master Ye."
Take a look.
What is a true kingpin.
The scope and patience displayed here are truly awe-inspiring.
Ye Tingxuan didnโt even raise his head and casually uttered a "Hmm."
Xiang Yonghua took his wifeโs hand and turned to leave.
"Oh, and remember to settle the bill for the other tables. You drove the customers away; we canโt let the owner take a loss."
Ye Tingxuan nonchalantly called out.
Xiang Yonghua paused, his expression unclear with his back turned.
"Rest assured, Young Master Ye."
"And donโt forget our table."
Who says people from grand households donโt understand how to make precise calculations?
Having said that, he also called out to the petrified owner standing not far away, "Boss, bring a bottle of your best liquor."
"Yes, right away!"
Xiang Yonghua, not lingering, led Mai Jie out.
Pei Yunxi, having witnessed the whole scene, remained calm, yet even with her temperament, her heart was not at peace.
What is the complexity of the world?
"Young Master Yeโs charm, it outshines the past."
With no outsiders to interrupt, Comrade Jiang Chen, who had been quiet before, finally spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Tingxuan merely smiled without taking it to heart.
"Brother Jiang overpraises me. As I, Ye Tingxuan, wander The Jianghu, I rely on only one thing - virtue! Winning people over with morality!"
"..."
Jiang Chenโs mouth twitched, wanting to hold back, but ultimately burst out laughing.
He involuntarily recalled the martial arts novels he read as a youth.
This Young Prince resembled a direct disciple from a major sect, not needing bodyguards or magical treasures; his mere reputation was enough to ward off all demons and spirits.
If not.
Forget the protection of the sect. Attracting a calamity that could obliterate heaven and earth, even the earthworms in the soil would likely get bisected.
Such innate talent is enviable, indeed.
"Young Master Ye, letโs skip the pleasantries."
I came to support my brother, not to reason.
This sentiment is skewed.
But this favor, I must engrave in my heart.
"Your liquor."
The owner personally came to deliver the drink, trembling with fear.
Baijiu.
A brand unseen in the inland.
Ye Tingxuan opened the bottle, "Brother Jiang, saying such things is already a formality, for brothers, itโs whatโs in the heart that counts."
Jiang Chen smiled silently.
"Please, go on."
Seeing the owner still standing there, Ye Tingxuan prompted.
"Okay."
The owner quickly left, but Ye Tingxuan called him back, "Have you settled the bill?"
"Settled, settled!"
"Good."
Ye Tingxuan nodded his head.
This Young Princeโs character was indeed hard to fathom; he could infuriatingly send Xiang Shang, who was injured and bedridden, to be punched, but to the small fry, he was actually quite amiable.
The owner hurried off.
"Miss Pei, would you like a drink?"
He looked towards Pei Yunxi.
"Hmm."
Pei Yunxi nodded.
She really didnโt enjoy socializing or drinking, but based solely on that remark, "Miss Pei, my friend," she had no reason to refuse the drink.
"Generous!"
Ye Tingxuan grinned and poured drinks for three glasses, "Miss Pei, drink as much as you like, but Brother Jiang, tonight weโre not stopping until weโre drunk."
He had personally come to Gangcheng to "support his back," and even if it wasnโt at his request, the grateful Jiang Chen could only pledge to accompany the gentleman to the end.
"Brother Jiang, to tell the truth, I went easy on you back in Yunfu."
Men are like that.
Once the liquor kicks in, they love to boast.
"There arenโt many interesting people in this world. At the time, I was thinking, where did this idiot spring up from, hm, donโt misunderstand me, Iโm not cursing you..."
Ye Tingxuan was already flushed from drinking.
