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"Soda water."

Water?

No wonder I didn’t taste any alcohol.

Neither he nor Shi Qianxi drank much.

It’s just—

Jiang Chen took another sip.

Still felt something was off.

"Are you sure this is soda water?"

Too plain.

No different from plain boiled water.

Soda water should at least have some taste.

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

While speaking, Fujiwara Reiki leaned forward, took the cup, and then took a sip herself, a big sip.

A hazy, alluring lip print was left on the rim of the cup.

"Nothing wrong at all."

Fujiwara Reiki seemed to find it perfectly normal and then noticed the other’s gaze on her.

"What is Jiang Sang looking at Li Ji like that for? Suspecting Li Ji of poisoning you? Li Ji just drank it too."

After speaking, she took another sip.

Is water really that tasty?

Poisoning depends on the poison. Apart from incurable deadly poison, one can take an antidote first, but Jiang Chen certainly wouldn’t worry about the other plotting to harm him.

No motive whatsoever.

The container was also an exclusive artistic water bottle from Apang Palace, with half the bottle still left inside.

Fujiwara Reiki handed the crystal cup back.

Jiang Chen didn’t care, "Why didn’t you drink alcohol? Not feeling well?"

Women.

There’s always those few days in a month.

For some reason, thinking about this, Jiang Chen felt a little relieved.

"No. I’m just taking care of my health lately."

Taking care of health?

Although he found it a bit odd, Jiang Chen didn’t dwell on it, always keeping track of the time.

It must have been over ten minutes since he came over.

"The best way to take care of your health is to go to bed early and get up early, don’t stay up late."

"That’s true for others. For Li Ji, Jiang Sang is the best medicine."

Fujiwara Reiki stared intently; that gaze didn’t seem to look at medicine.

More like looking at a tonic.

Calculating the time silently, Jiang Chen wasn’t ensnared in the sweet web woven by the other, appearing calm but in fact in haste.

The others are fine.

At least they are fellow countrymen.

But if, out of the blue, a "female ghost" appears, not everyone might accept it.

Shamelessly speaking.

In someone’s imagination.

The entanglement between him and Fujiwara Reiki could become an unknown secret.

Jiang Chen took another sip of water and put down the cup, "I’m going to the restroom."

"Okay."

Jiang Chen left, then made a few quick left and right turns, seemingly unhurried but moving swiftly, and soon returned to another seat.

It seemed he was enjoying the fun of being a time management master.

"So fast?"

The leisurely drinking Shi Qianxi didn’t even ask.

Her being difficult and certain women being difficult are two different things.

Some women are meticulous about everything, digging into every detail, making you feel suffocated with the desire to escape.

"I might have something tonight, you head back first."

"It’s fine, I’ll wait for you. Anyway, we got the land, I’ve got nothing else to do."

"..."

Jiang Chen didn’t have much hope to begin with, just a try.

"So, what are your thoughts?"

"Thoughts on what?"

Sitting here while thinking about things over there, Jiang Chen subconsciously asked.

"Still playing dumb, huh?"

Shi Qianxi was genuinely a bit annoyed, just about to flare up, when Jiang Chen came to his senses and immediately said, "Give me a few days to think."

Not pretending to be dumb.

He was really thinking about things over there and hadn’t come back to reality.

Facts prove that people find it hard to multitask!

"Think about what?"

Such a straightforward delaying tactic can’t possibly work, "You have to give me an answer tonight."

Is this offering herself?

Clearly more like a forced approach.

Although there was a fundamental shift in his thinking, he was clearly inexperienced, especially now that the map had further shrunk, approaching an impossibly difficult level.

This is a huge test of a player’s micro-skills.

And Boss Jiang is far from being a professional player, it’s like taking someone from a cybercafé competition straight to an international stage; it’d make anyone’s scalp tingle.

Moreover, it’s important to know.

It isn’t just about historical conflicts between two countries.

Back then, Shi Zhenhua was almost killed in an ambush by spies in the East Sea, with countless ties to what used to be Koda Kaoru, Fujiwara Reiki.

This is true national and family enmity!

"Alright, I agree!"

Jiang Chen steeled himself, feeling not like he was wooing a wealthy and beautiful socialite, but more like Luck Sister.

No, that’s not right.

Saying this is a bit disrespectful to Luck Sister.

Even though Luck Sister is a bit overweight, her features aren’t bad, and if she slimmed down, she’d definitely be a beauty.

Boss Jiang felt like he was being forced to surrender to an old, wrinkled, wealthy woman.

"Really?"

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Shi Qianxi was still a bit skeptical.

Of course...

Whether it’s true or not.

At least get through tonight first. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Jiang Chen couldn’t bother with other considerations. Although he rarely broke a promise, desperate times call for desperate measures, and after all, many things in life have a first time.

"Alright, I promise you, you go back first."

He reconfirmed.

"Go back for what?"

Shi Qianxi said matter-of-factly, "Since you promised, why should I go back?"

Jiang Chen was dumbfounded.

"After we finish this drink, let’s go to bed."

Shi Qianxi raised her glass, leisurely, with the demeanor of someone who had completed her mission, making Jiang Chen feel torn between laughter and tears.

"Go to bed?"

"Yes."

"Can’t you be a bit more romantic?"

Going to bed, is it just that simple?

Isn’t atmosphere important?

Doesn’t the vibe matter?

As if it were two extremes.

Too much romance on one side.

"What kind of romance do you want? Stockings? Or costumes? I can buy them now, and they can be delivered in less than half an hour."

Jiang Chen was utterly convinced; had all her past relationships been in vain? Did she treat those ex-boyfriends as mere playthings?

No wonder Sun Xiyu swore never to comply.

"... At least choose an auspicious day, right?"

"An auspicious day?"

Shi Qianxi was a bit confused.

Does going to bed require such meticulous planning?

What about those who do one-night stands?

"Um, another day, I’ll make plans with you."

Jiang Chen didn’t care if what he said was tacky; solving the immediate problem was the priority.

"No."

Shi Qianxi clearly still couldn’t let down her guard against him, having let too much time pass, determined to have an answer for herself tonight.

"We’re going to bed tonight."

Jiang Chen’s brow suddenly furrowed, clutching his stomach, "I feel unwell, need to go to the restroom."

Shi Qianxi rolled her eyes, waved her hand, curious to see what other tricks he would pull.

Hmm.

They switched to another table.

"Restroom line."

Without needing to be asked, Jiang Chen explained on his own, people really mess up when they’re guilty.

Truly a case of revealing the truth.

Normally, Boss Jiang wouldn’t make such a rookie mistake.

"Even the men’s restroom has a line?"

Fujiwara Reiki was surprised.

Jiang Chen immediately realized his slip, but there was no taking it back, so he mumbled an "um" while instinctively picking up his crystal glass to cover.

What the heck.

There was just a little water left when he left, and now it’s half full again.

But it’s okay.

Drinking more water helps with metabolism, helps with... going to the restroom.

For Jiang Chen’s flawed explanation, Miss Fujiwara, sharp as she was, seemed not to notice any issues, not probing further.

She said nothing, only continuously poured water into his glass.

This "soda water," though tasteless, at least had snacks on the table.

Otherwise, drinking just the water would actually be harder to swallow than alcohol.

"Is Jiang Sang going to the restroom again?"

Before Jiang Chen could get up, Fujiwara Reiki seemed to anticipate his move.

"Yes."

Jiang Chen responded, barely pausing but with a calm demeanor.

Looking up at him, suspicion evidently arose in Fujiwara Reiki’s heart.

Water doesn’t have diuretics like alcohol does.

In such a short span, going to the restroom twice, what does such frequency suggest?

Suggesting there might be a kidney issue.

However—

The other party’s kidney function was clearly quite robust.

On this point, she was more than qualified to testify.

"Are you going too?"

Jiang Chen seemed aware that his actions were peculiar, thus invited, a classic move of retreating to advance.

"No need."

Fujiwara Reiki indeed took the bait, sitting there without a twitch, shaking her head with a smile, "Jiang Sang... be quick and come back soon."