I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Streetlights lit up one by one, announcing that the bustling city was slowing down, but in the CBD filled with high rises, many office windows still gleamed with light.

At this time, people living in small towns were probably already done with dinner and were out for a walk.

Different social strata.

But every level has its own happiness and misfortune.

In an office on a certain floor of the Lujiazui CBD.

The lights were equally bright.

Most of the employees had left work, but Jiang Chen, the big boss, stayed until the end.

The debts owed always need to be repaid, sooner or later.

Compared to Luo Peng's departure, the pile of files on the desk was visibly reduced and shorter, indicating Director Jiang wasn't slacking off.

He reached for the coffee cup by feel, but found it empty upon touching it.

Well.

The secretarial department had left, too.

As per his request.

Now there wasn't even anyone to serve tea or water.

So he put the empty cup back down, picked up the pen, and continued making comments on the files.

Long hours of intense work didn't breed fatigue or annoyance; Jiang Chen's face remained composed and serious.

Very charming.

The office door opened.

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed.

"Impressive efficiency."

Li Shuru walked into the office, admiringly noting the reduced pile on her boyfriend's desk.

Jiang Chen looked up, smiled at the triviality: "In the last few months of senior high, I did problems for thirteen hours straight without a break, setting a record in our Sha City, which has yet to be broken."

Li Shuru kept smiling, knowing well that her boyfriend was joking; no such record existed, but his diligence and hard work were genuine.

She'd heard Fang Qing mention it.

In his youth, someone was quite mischievous, perhaps not unruly, but certainly not exemplary. It wasn't until later that he had an awakening and strove hard.

"Seems Fang Qing's IQ is much higher. She never worked overtime and still scored better than you."

"Of all comparisons, it had to be with her."

Jiang Chen spoke with a justified tone, unfazed: "She's been an ace since kindergarten, a consistent top-three. Such academic prowess requires innate talent."

"Let's eat."

Of course, Li Shuru didn't come empty-handed; she carried a lunchbox.

"Give me ten minutes."

Jiang Chen seemed engrossed in his work.

"No rush, there's always tomorrow."

Li Shuru placed the food on the desk and directly removed the files from his hands.

Jiang Chen smiled, "Are you all out to get me?"

"How could we? Not consulting you at all would mean sidelining you, but we bring everything to you because we always keep you in mind."

Jiang Chen didn't reply but suddenly wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's slender waist, spinning her around and pressing her onto the desk.

Li Shuru was caught off guard and, supporting herself on the desk, felt embarrassed, "What are you doing?!"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Chen held her delicate waist, making it impossible for Li Shuru to stand no matter how she struggled.

"Let go!"

Pressed against the desk, Li Shuru twisted, her naturally curved hips swaying back and forth, unclear whether in resistance or allure.

"Smack!"

The man didn't let go; instead, he smacked down.

Li Shuru froze, her face flushed red with bruise-like intensity.

She wasn't a shy person but knew she needed to pick her occasions.

In private, she would try to comply with whatever embarrassing demands he made, but this was at the office.

Even though most were probably off work now and no one would come in, the mental embarrassment still surged like a tide.

"You're such a pervert!"

"Shh. Even though everyone's left, someone might come back for something, or there could be cleaning staff and security patrols. You don't want your reputation as Director Li to be ruined, right?"

Shameless.

Utterly shameless.

But why did these words sound familiar?

Did that trip to Japan have an influence?

Overwhelmed with indignation was an exaggeration, but Li Shuru's translucent ears turned colorful.

A little spanking was nothing.

But she was worried about the guy behind her getting carried away.

Others didn't know.

But she was well aware he wasn't a gentleman!

Of course.

No one likes gentlemen anyway.

"The food's getting cold."

Even though it was unlikely anyone would hear, Li Shuru instinctively lowered her voice due to fear of past experiences, nearly pleading.

But unbeknownst to her, this only kindled the man's inner fire even more.

"Smack~"

As another slap followed, the flesh ripples spread.

Li Shuru paused, finally unable to resist, or rather to prevent him from doing something outrageously scandalous, she seized the opportunity to step on the back of his foot with her heel.

"Hiss..."

The effect was significant.

The unscrupulous fellow finally let go, and Li Shuru escaped his clutches, quickly moving a few steps aside to maintain a safe distance.

"Murdering your husband, are you?"

Jiang Chen grimaced in pain.

Li Shuru gritted her teeth; her tender behind still ached, "Can't you hold it in!"

Jiang Chen was startled, then helplessly laughed, his foot seemed to no longer hurt, teasing: "Are you overthinking it? I had no ulterior motives."

Li Shuru ignored him, tidied her clothes, and then opened the food boxes.

"Want to eat?"

"Yes."

Jiang Chen clapped his hands as if brushing them off, then sat back down grandiosely, picking up the bowl and chopsticks.