Where there’s a will, there’s a way.
Standing in the corridor, Jiang Chen held his phone, still involuntarily pondering over these words.
People never stop moving forward.
When material needs are satisfied, what do they pursue?
Undoubtedly, spiritual fulfillnt.
It might sound quite amusing, a bit funny, even rather childish, but Jiang Chen was sure that when Young Prince Ye shouted these words at his parents, he was sincere and heartfelt.
Perhaps that was also why he was ultimately able to successfully board the battleship.
Those born with a silver spoon often carry the stigma of prejudice attached to money.
But it’s understandable.
Due to the lack of hardship, the affluent live in luxury, getting everything they want, and having never faced failure, those second-generation rich often acquire various bad habits. However, it cannot be denied that they also have extraordinarily remarkable qualities.
Last century.
During that desperate ti of a shattered nation, it was the pampered sons of wealthy families who fearlessly ford the scant air force of the ti.
Ultimately, all that remained were gray photographs in history books.
The rits of the previous generation are enough for to live in luxury, but the bloodline of the previous generation does not allow to be cowardly.
Power and wealth have gained new inheritors.
The qualities of those wealthy young n who once bathed the skies in blood have also been passed down.
Sons of noble families like Ye Tingxuan are no less outstanding than their predecessors.
Wait a minute.
Why am I so concerned about a fellow guy?
Is it because Young Prince Ye is handsoly delicate?
Jiang Chen quickly cut off his train of thought and turned his head towards the guest room door.
By comparison.
The person inside should be the one who deserves his concern more.
Putting the phone back in his pocket, Jiang Chen opened the door and re-entered the room.
The sun had already set.
Night had taken over the watch.
Just like with ti, so things are simply missed. Since he didn’t know how to cherish them, Goddess Pei naturally wouldn’t wait for him. By the ti he ca in, the heart-stopping, sexy qipao was nowhere to be found.
Is there really a need to change clothes so fast?
Though I caught a glimpse of it, it was just a brief look, not enough ti to truly appreciate it.
"Why did you change?"
"Cold."
"Close the window and it won’t be cold."
Boss Jiang knew how to solve problems and went over to close the window.
"Where’s the qipao?"
Jiang Chen walked into the bedroom and found that the qipao had already been placed into a bag on the bed.
"Why pack it? Try it on again, let see if it fits."
Jiang Chen, acting casually and shalessly as if he didn’t watch the first ti, now asked her to try it on again like a model.
Do you not understand the value of a national goddess, the Eastern Venus?
Pei Yunxi ca inside, ignoring him. At so point, she had pinned up her cloud-like hair with a clip, suddenly adding an air of grace, steadiness, and maturity.
This style suits a qipao better.
Jiang Chen knew exactly what the issue was and explained, "It was Ye Tingxuan who called just now. Do you know where he is now? On a battleship."
Pei Yunxi couldn’t help but look at him.
"Hmm, you wouldn’t have expected it, right? He once served in the navy."
Young Prince Ye must have left a deep impression on Pei Yunxi, or perhaps changed her life to the extent that she almost couldn’t forget, otherwise, how else could she be here at this mont.
Navy.
Battleship.
"What does he want to do this ti?"
"Put on the qipao, and I’ll tell you."
Jiang Chen was persistent.
Pei Yunxi was straightforward. Curiosity is normal, but it can be controlled, and she seed not to have heard him, without a word, picked up the bag with the qipao on the bed, and walked past Jiang Chen.
"Where are you going?"
Boss Jiang imdiately asked.
Pei Yunxi didn’t respond, quickly left the bedroom, and then ca the sound of the door closing outside.
Jiang Chen didn’t pursue her, walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and then took out his phone, opened the map app, and stroked his chin, studying in calm reflection.
Over forty minutes later.
The door reopened.
Sitting alone on the sofa scrolling through his phone, Jiang Chen instinctively turned his head and saw Pei Yunxi entering with that bag still in her hand.
Jiang Chen stood up.
"What did you do?"
Pei Yunxi’s expression was calm as she walked towards the bedroom.
Jiang Chen instinctively glanced over and found that the bag still contained a qipao, but it was a different one.
He was taken aback for a mont, and then followed her into the bedroom.
"Did you get it from Du Enqin?"
Pei Yunxi silently removed the new qipao from the bag as if he wasn’t there.
The A-line skirt could better accentuate the body’s curves, the round neck design looked soft and gentle, and the black-and-white floral pattern was elegant with a touch of romance.
The only downside was.
It was much warr than the one Boss Jiang picked.
The high slit was gone.
The collarbone was also covered.
Though a bit disappointing, Boss Jiang understood the notion that knowing contentnt brings happiness and nodded seriously, "This one’s fine too, give it a try."
Exactly.
Goddess Pei wasn’t soone petty.
Judging noble ideals with a petty heart.
The world outside the window had been completely engulfed in darkness.
Being alone as a man and a woman, they were long used to this environnt.
"I always felt that qipaos were tailor-made for us Eastern won. No clothing better highlights the charm of Eastern won. It could also be a creative direction for K.E in the future."
Boss Jiang spoke eloquently and when he t her glance, he asserted, "You first change."
"Pa."
The unexpected sound of a slap suddenly echoed.
It wasn’t very loud.
But it caught Pei Yunxi off guard.
"What are you doing?"
Boss Jiang, who inexplicably slapped himself, did not respond, wearing a deep expression.
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