I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2084 - 1344: I’ll Handle It (2)

Liu Junxiang, who was slightly taller, showed no fear, grabbing Jin Zhuxuan’s jacket with an arrogant and provocative look of disdain at the opponent.

The leading lady of the scene, with her intelligence fully alert, twisted her body as her jacket was grabbed, and decisively shrugged off the other half of the jacket. Thus, freeing herself like a cicada shedding its shell, she dashed towards Jiang Chen without looking back.

The scriptwriters and directors should take a look, stop belittling women, designing female characters as naive... naive and sweet.

No surprises.

Boss Jiang did not expect that Jin Zhuxuan, as Korea Divine Beauty, could be so agile, and with the short distance between them, they collided unexpectedly full-on.

He instinctively supported her bare shoulder.

Indeed.

The jacketless Jin Zhuxuan was left wearing only an inner layer, a strapless vest that exposed her shoulders and arms, the feel in his embrace... strikingly real.

Actually, the collision between the two was not a problem, given they had had groundwork laid for a few days, this level of contact was not the first, but as the villain in this scene, Liu Junxiang was holding an empty hoodie jacket, watching his cherished white moonlight like a swallow returning to its nest, and the preference was not him, so predictably his mentality shattered.

Previously on stage, it was just holding hands, how did the other party react to him?

Avoiding him as if he were a plague.

"Pop!"

Enraged, he flung the hoodie jacket to the ground, glaring at the two locked in embrace, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"Let go!"

Uh.

Wasn’t this the line Jin Zhuxuan just used?

Jiang Chen remained unmoved, as he couldn’t understand.

And Jin Zhuxuan...

Simply didn’t want to listen.

"Oppa, let’s go."

She lifted her head and said softly to Jiang Chen, completely ignoring Liu Junxiang’s impotent rage.

Boss Jiang hummed in agreement, distancing himself further from Liu Junxiang, choosing not to make decisions for others forcefully, respecting Jin Zhuxuan’s wishes, and began to turn away.

Actually at this moment, he could indeed retreat for peace, but Liu Junxiang clearly knew, the hatred had already taken root, even if the other party didn’t call the police now, it was only a temporary façade.

"Die!"

Consumed by fury, he darted forward, swinging his arm, grabbing his fist, and aimed at Boss Jiang’s head.

Oh no.

Forgot to bring a bodyguard.

No...

Why need a bodyguard for an idol?

Boss Jiang shifted and turned, dodging the sneak attack, and then pushed Jin Zhuxuan behind him.

"Liu Junxiang, you’ve gone too far!"

Jin Zhuxuan glared, her breathtaking beauty finally stained with a color of resentment, further fueling the fire.

Even when he tugged at her clothes there wasn’t such a fierce reaction.

Now, for another man...

"You are mine!"

Liu Junxiang, now acting like a lion claiming his mating rights, or seeing himself as the lion king, refused to back down, again choosing to throw punches at Boss Jiang.

"Pop."

This time his fist didn’t fall into empty air.

But was caught.

Who is Boss Jiang?

Not every pampered, pot-bellied entrepreneur can compare.

It’s not just that he’s young.

Remember, back in Korea when blocked, he forcefully fought his way out single-handedly.

Even back then, Tanki Liuli hadn’t descended the mountain, he hadn’t received training.

A fleeting exchange of glances.

Liu Junxiang’s teeth gritted, inexplicably panicked, he tried to yank away his fist only to feel an excruciating pain erupting from his abdomen, spreading throughout his body, causing him to involuntarily fly and slam into the wall by the makeup table.

"Bang crash..."

A heap of items toppled over.

Liu Junxiang lay on the ground, veins bulging from his forehead, his face contorting, pupils protruding, supporting himself with his hands, experiencing suffocation for the first time.

When pain reaches the extreme, it leaves one speechless.

Thankfully it’s only Boss Jiang.

If Daoist Duanmu hadn’t returned, with her marble-breaking leg strength, this idol adored by countless fans would more than just be in unbearable pain.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Footsteps echoed.

Liu Junxiang, lying on the ground, dripping with cold sweat, facing fear as well as pain!

The soundless him now was like fish on a chopping board, only able to be slaughtered at will.

Fortunately.

The other party didn’t continue to injure him, within his view, he only saw a pair of casual leather shoes, followed by a hand picking up the hoodie jacket he had previously tossed on the ground.

Next.

The sound of a door opening.

Then.

The sound of a door closing.

His heart, previously suspended, suddenly relaxed, but closely following, came a tide of humiliation and resentment!

Liu Junxiang struggled to raise his hand, weakly pounding the ground, unable to stand, clenching his jaw almost to the brink of shattering.

On the way out of the venue.

Jin Zhuxuan had already put on her coat.

"I’m sorry."

She said softly, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Are you talking to me?"

"It’s my fault that Opba was humiliated."

Having grown up in Korea, Jin Zhuxuan was well aware of the class differences.

If it weren’t for her, there wouldn’t even be an opportunity for verbal abuse, let alone Liu Junxiang and Opba meeting.

Of course.

Liu Junxiang might not even know Opba’s identity.

Jin Zhuxuan now had a certain understanding of Jiang Chen, but it was obviously still not comprehensive enough. For most big shots, such humiliation would be unacceptable, but what kind of character is Boss Jiang?

All along his journey, he had been subjected to countless sneers and ridicule; it wasn’t a dark past, but valuable wealth that shaped his resilient mindset.

"If you want to apologize, apologize to yourself."

Jiang Chen’s tone was relaxed, as if he didn’t take what had just happened to heart at all.

To herself?

Jin Zhuxuan looked at him.

"One shouldn’t be without a wary heart. Mr. Lu Xun once said, we must not shy away from assuming the worst of others. That guy must be the Liu Junxiang you all talk about. Xu Kuan must have already told you what kind of person he is."

Actually, how could it be Jin Zhuxuan’s fault?

The stage cooperation was approved by Boss Jiang.

In private, she had never given the other party any chance; every invitation Liu Junxiang extended to her, she had rejected outright. Speaking of just now...

Such things.

Who could have predicted?

Of course.

Someone wasn’t simply standing by, even letting certain things happen.

He’s not one to enjoy meddling, plus he understands the concept of friendships from growing up together.

People may not learn from others, but they can easily learn from events.

"I won’t have any further dealings with Liu Junxiang in the future."

Jiang Chen neither agreed nor disagreed, suddenly making a gesture toward her neckline.

Jin Zhuxuan looked down and found that the zip that was securely fastened was open again.

Once broken, it was broken.

It couldn’t be restored to its original state.

"In the future, remember to protect yourself."

There was no anger after coming out, nor any reproach.

That simple sentence made Jin Zhuxuan’s eyes brim with tears, the urge to cry welling up.

"Opba..."

Tears glimmered in her eyes, a tint different from sadness or despair.

The difference between men is truly like the sky and the earth.

"Mr. Jiang, Miss Jin."

Upon leaving the venue.

Xu Kuan got out of the car to greet them.

Jiang Chen said nothing, "Take her home to rest well."

Xu Kuan nodded.

Afterward, Boss Jiang got into another vehicle and left first.

Jin Zhuxuan watched him leave and bowed her head.

"Miss Jin, what happened?"

With Xu Kuan’s keen eye, how could he not notice something amiss?

Moreover, the broken zipper of Jin Zhuxuan’s coat was plainly visible.

"Liu Junxiang got into a conflict with Opba... Jiang Chen."

If it were only about herself, Jin Zhuxuan might not have mentioned it, but because it involved Jiang Chen, she did not hide it.

"What happened?"

Xu Kuan asked with an unchanged expression.

"Liu Junxiang forced me to tell him Xuejing’s whereabouts; when I refused, he became enraged. Only Jiang Chen’s timely arrival stopped him."

Jin Zhuxuan explained truthfully.

Xu Kuan’s expression still showed no trace of emotion, merely asking calmly, "Is Miss Jin okay?"

Jin Zhuxuan shook her head, lowering her eyes in guilt, "I owe Mr. Jiang an apology..."

"It has nothing to do with Miss Jin; there’s no need for you to worry. Please get in the car, Miss Jin."

Jin Zhuxuan looked up.

Xu Kuan smiled slightly.

"I’ll handle it."

The great powers on the clouds would not be angered by ants.

There will naturally be someone to handle it on their behalf.