I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2226 - 1419: Life Is Like a Play

"I want to beat her to death!"

Youmao, who was played around like a fool, could only return disappointed, remembering those guards treating her like a child, it made her so angry.

But she was not Hu Die.

Hu Die was from humble beginnings.

She was from a prestigious family.

Naturally, there’s a principle, a measure to the way she did things.

Even though she desperately wanted to toss those annoying guards one by one up into the sky to fly with the kites, she managed to restrain her emotions in the end.

The guards were innocent, acting out of goodwill and kindness. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The truly hateful one.

Is that Hu Die!

No wonder she was trained by Xiao Songzi.

Her cunning, her insidiousness is just the same!

"Who do you want to beat? I’ll help you."

A nosy voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Youmao glanced sideways; her gloomy expression didn’t improve much, obviously not fond of this face either.

"Speak! What’s your name!"

The mysterious Prince Ye spoke in a bold tone, with an attitude of unhesitant commitment.

His sense of justice was quite touching.

But Youmao remained unmoved; clearly, she could have involved the Young Prince, using him as a free thug, yet Youmao didn’t choose to complicate things.

"You, too lame."

She replied and then continued to walk forward, treating the Young Prince like a passersby.

The snubbed Ye Tingxuan shrugged his shoulders.

What she said is true, after all.

He was well aware of the terrifying explosive power contained in that petite body.

After parting ways with the Young Prince, Youmao returned to the Jiuding Group’s Strategic Chief Engineer’s office, and seeing the young lady was not there, finally couldn’t help but erupt.

She let out a "Ya," grabbed at her hair wildly, successfully turning her thick black hair into a mess, then shuffled to the sofa like a zombie and fell down flat, covered her face with her hair, and kept silent.

She didn’t know how long passed before the owner of the office walked in, but Princess Cao didn’t notice Youmao lying on the sofa, sat down in the office chair, absorbed in her work.

"Miss."

The sudden voice startled the focused Cao Jinse; she looked up and saw a face covered with hair.

Youmao sat up but didn’t tidy up her hairstyle.

"Lock Hu Die back up, she should rot in jail."

"When did you come back?"

Cao Jinse was surprised yet amused.

Only then did Youmao brush her hair aside, complaining to herself, "So despicable."

"Who’s despicable? Hu Die?"

Youmao’s eyes were blank, saying nothing.

"How did you run into her?"

Princess Cao asked leisurely.

"I went to follow Jiang Chen..."

"Follow him?"

Cao Jinse interrupted, "Who told you to follow him?"

It’s obvious.

Princess Cao was still that Princess Cao, never doing sneaky things, once again it was Youmao acting on her own, taking action before reporting.

"It’s the last day."

Youmao turned her head, looking out the curved glass wall. "The sun is about to set."

Cao Jinse was unfazed, "Did you ever turn in your test paper early in school?"

Youmao withdrew her gaze, showing confusion.

"A blank paper is a kind of answer too."

Cao Jinse continued, calmly.

"Miss, do you know what Jiang Chen is doing? He’s wooing a girl."

Youmao honestly reported her findings from today’s actions, "He actually went to the Thirteen Tombs to fly a kite, how romantic!"

Without waiting for a response or no longer expecting one, Cao Jinse not only didn’t slam the table, she laughed instead.

Indeed.

Given this scene.

She actually laughed.

Youmao was bewildered, feeling a loss, wondering if she was too harsh.

Was Miss overly stimulated, did something go wrong with her head?

"Miss, what happened to you? Why are you laughing?"

Youmao asked cautiously, her eyes filled with worry.

"Because what you said is hilarious."

Cao Jinse’s face showed a noticeable curve, her smile unyielding, "Flying a kite, yes, it is quite romantic."

"Miss, aren’t you angry?"

Youmao couldn’t fathom it.

Putting herself in other’s shoes.

If it were her.

She would have grabbed a gun and killed them all indiscriminately.

"Is getting angry meaningful? Can it solve the problem?"

Youmao was at a loss for words, desiring to speak, but ultimately said, "...But it’s not fair. Miss has done so much for him, even the Young Lord got involved, yet he pretends to be ignorant, avoiding Miss."

Cao Jinse acted nonchalantly, her voice gentle, "Where is there fairness in this world? Certainly not in matters of the heart."

The dynamics of romance, Youmao clearly doesn’t understand, but she knew where her loyalty lay.

She stood up from the sofa.

"He should either reject the Young Lord outright, but dragging it on ambiguously is bullying! I see he wants to enjoy Miss’s goodness without taking responsibility!"

Tsk.

Humans truly are creatures of learning.

Cao Jinse smiled faintly, agreeing with a slight nod, "Hmm, it does sound a bit greedy."

"If people can endure hardships, there’s endless hardship! If they can tolerate grievances, there’s endless grievance! Miss, you shouldn’t indulge him anymore; the more you swallow your anger, the more he pushes boundaries! Today he’s flying a kite at the Thirteen Tombs; next time, who knows, he might be doing it beneath our building!"

Youmao clenched her pink fists, "I’ll go beat him into a pig head, see how he’ll woo women then."

"Aren’t you good friends with him? Can you really do it?"

"I’m one with Miss!"

Youmao emphasized her loyalty and then added, "Especially now that Duanmu isn’t around, if Duanmu were here, then I couldn’t beat him."

Cao Jinse chuckled, shaking her head.

"What do you think you are, a landlord who decides who prospers or perishes according to their obedience? Though he’s annoying, he’s helped us a lot too. Between him and me, it’s unclear who owes whom."