In terms of eloquence, these two are evenly matched.
Even though Boss Jiang seed detached, he was actually quite impressed.
Prince Ye is flawless; he’s skilled at singing, dancing, and rapping. Oh, and he’s definitely good at playing basketball too.
After going back and forth, it was Yuan Run who finally beca parched first, gulped down so wine, and then turned away, seemingly unwilling to waste any more breath.
Ye Tingxuan, who never discriminated against won, also decided to stop while ahead and fell silent, letting the intense atmosphere temporarily subside.
"Miss Yuan, have you graduated?"
Seeing the two take a break, Jiang Chen chid in again.
"Almost, I’m considering where to intern."
"Pfft."
A shrill laugh was heard.
"What are you laughing at?"
Yuan Run glanced over, only to see the Young Prince smiling broadly, thoroughly amused.
"Yuan girl, you still need an internship? Any company that dares to hire you, I’ll salute them as a real man!"
"Ye, stop being sarcastic. At least I, Yuan Run, am self-reliant, unlike you, a shaful freeloader living off your parents!"
"Tsk tsk."
Faced with Yuan Run’s strong verbal attack, the Young Prince didn’t care, brushing off his suit as if it were just a bit of dust.
"You, self-reliant?"
He looked at the Knight Montrachet wine in front of Yuan Run, "Yuan girl, where does a student who hasn’t even graduated get the money to drink this wine? Is it my comprehension that’s the problem, or do you, as a top student at Huaqing, not even understand the aning of self-reliance?"
"My friend treated , is that not okay?"
Yuan Run retorted without hesitation, confidently.
You have to admit, both of them are equally matched, neither is just anybody.
A friend treating you is, of course, okay.
But her accumulated spending at Apang Palace and the card she recharged, surely it’s not all on her friends, right?
But as the boss, Boss Jiang definitely wouldn’t expose her.
Running a business ans putting custors first, and Yuan Run’s spending is real, as for Prince Ye...
At most, he’s just here to mooch drinks.
"Yuan girl, stop being stubborn, I won’t laugh at you. Your family can easily set up so business projects for you to play with for a few years, then you get married. For a girl, living a life of revelry every day, is not decent."
Ha.
Today’s Young Prince is sothing else, he’s almost got a brotherly vibe.
What Ye Tingxuan said isn’t exactly wrong, internships are for the common folks, with her background, she can succeed at anything with ease.
Common folks sift through the sands for gold, while so people don’t have to do anything, just a few words and the gold is handed to them, shining bright.
Like having a position created for you.
Positions follow people.
Many industries operate the sa way.
They’re entrepreneurial projects that idle young nobles co up with to kill ti or realize self-worth.
You can’t just spend a lifeti eating, drinking, and playing.
We’re not just shells.
There’s a sense of emptiness.
"Ye, do you really think you’re sothing? Can you tell what to do? And find soone to marry? Who do you think you are? You’re not young anymore, why aren’t you married? Oh, no one can stand you, right? Pfft, poor thing, your family will probably die out."
"Bang!"
Ye Tingxuan slamd the table, making the cups and plates tremble, startling Jiang Chen.
"What? You want to hit ?"
Yuan Run was not only unafraid but straightened her neck, raising her round, chubby face, "Co on, if you dare!"
Mr. Jiang was quite calm, choosing not to intervene imdiately.
Although Prince Ye is capricious and acts bizarrely, from everything since getting to know him, he’s just "eccentric," not crazy, much less a lunatic who lacks any sense of propriety.
"Why would I hit you? Trying to blackmail ? Didn’t you see there was a mosquito?"
"h."
Yuan Run sneered in disdain, baring her little tiger teeth defiantly, then raised her glass to Jiang Chen, perhaps finding it dull or soone an eyesore, toasted Jiang Chen, and then headed downstairs.
"Sigh, this girl, really hasn’t grown up at all."
Ye Tingxuan shook his head, acting beyond his years.
"The Young Prince and Miss Yuan are quite the match."
Jiang Chen calmly said.
"Ahem."
Ye Tingxuan’s eyes widened, nearly choking on his drink.
"I ant they ignite at the slightest spark."
Jiang Chen explained.
Ye Tingxuan wiped his mouth, sighed, "It wasn’t like this before, it started after I took her for a al and ditched her on the bill."
"Ditched her on the bill?"
"Yeah, it was a long ti ago, before mobile paynts were common. I forgot to bring money, told her to wait in the store while I went to borrow so..."
"And then?"
"Then I ran away."
"..."
Jiang Chen’s eye twitched, unwilling to believe, he confird, "You left her there all alone?"
"Yeah."
Ye Tingxuan showed no guilt, "She’s a girl and Kyoto is her turf, it wouldn’t be hard on her."
"How old were you back then?"
"In my teens, I was in middle school, can’t rember which grade exactly."
Jiang Chen suddenly understood.
No wonder Yuan Run has such a bad attitude and calls him a broke guy.
He brought it on himself.
"...Young Prince, what you did wasn’t quite right."
Jiang Chen ultimately stood on the side of fairness.
"I apologized to her later, but she wouldn’t accept it. She always wanted her brother to beat up, sigh, it’s a headache."
Watching Ye Tingxuan drink and brood, is this the root of the conflict between Northern Yuan and Southern Ye?
"Apologizing for a mistake is the right thing to do. But it doesn’t an every apology will be forgiven."
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