Free Web NovelChapter 595: Chapter 190: The Golden Catastrophe Dragon King’s Betrothal
A few days later, as agreed, Jiang Si returned to school wearing a mask.
After the college entrance exams, the school was on break, and there were hardly any people around. He jumped over from the playground, facing no obstacles.
To avoid suspicion from Keke, he waited until Keke was asleep to come over.
Keke had pestered him for the past two days to sleep on the floor in his room, but after two days, she couldn’t take it anymore.
Having slept on soft beds all her life, she complained of back pain after sleeping on the floor.
How can a child have back pain?
When he was young, exercising daily, his back never broke. It’s just being fussy.
Keke even wanted him to sleep on the floor and give her the bed.
That’s just dreaming, Jiang Si directly kicked her out, and she’s been sleeping obediently in her own room for the past two days.
When he was going downstairs, he only came out after confirming that Keke was fast asleep.
To avoid being questioned about where he was going.
Lately, every outing prompted questions about his whereabouts, more nagging than when his mother was around.
After flipping into the classroom, the surroundings changed in an instant.
And the Prince was sitting on the lectern, exuding an aura as if sitting on a throne, "Welcome, my fiancé."
Upon hearing this title, Jiang Si perked up a bit.
Not bad, he immediately remembered he had a divorce plot.
The anticipation was high.
Before he could sit down, the Prince extended a foot toward him.
Wearing a beautiful blue shoe, akin to a delicate lunchbox, over-the-knee white silk stockings, a tense foot that wasn’t large, deliberately exposed a bit of white stockings, slightly lifted, almost putting it in front of Jiang Si.
"What are you doing?"
"A foot-kissing ceremony. Since you are my fiancé and a distinguished guest, I allow you to perform this ceremony."
Jiang Si grabbed her foot, ready to lift her up and toss her out of the classroom.
Unexpectedly, the Prince slipped off her shoe and sat back.
Jiang Si ignored it, casually tossing the shoe out the window.
The corner of the Prince’s mouth twitched, retracting her right leg, slightly tugging her skirt to cover her foot.
"Don’t make it a habit." Si Motu said coldly, "If you dare extend your foot again, I’ll chop it off."
"It’s just an etiquette..."
"Don’t talk to me about etiquette, I don’t understand, I just know if you dare make me bow, I’ll slaughter you."
Seeing her furrow her brow, with a hint of displeasure in her gaze.
Jiang Si felt immensely satisfied.
Good, the divorce progress was about thirty percent.
He needs to increase the pressure, to really trouble her.
Otherwise if she refuses to divorce, it’ll be a hassle.
After going back, Jiang Si pondered for a long time and found the biggest potential issue in the divorce plot.
If the Prince refuses to divorce in the end, all his arrangements will be for nothing.
So he must strive to make the Prince want to divorce on her own.
"Okay." His Highness the Prince jumped off the lectern, hopping to the window on one foot.
With a wave of her hand, the shoe below flew back up, landing in her hand, "I was impolite. I don’t know what suddenly brought Si Motu to summon me?"
Jiang Si stood with his hands in his jacket pockets, watching the prince as she bent down to put on her shoe, "Why did you have Xilan take out a loan?"
Although it’s irrelevant, since a Witch Association loan wouldn’t find him.
But the behavior itself was problematic, perfect for him to criticize.
She lowered her head to put on the shoes, gently tapped the ground to ensure they fit, remained squatting, and looked up at Si Motu, "Weren’t you supposed to acquire as much Witch Potion as possible?"
"Xilan has no money, and in the Witch Association, everything needs to be bought. Without a loan, it’s unlikely she could obtain enough Witch Potion, one ton should satisfy your appetite, right?"
Jiang Si sneered, "Witch Association, just high-interest loans acting independently."
He wanted to remain in Si Motu’s identity for a bit longer.
Then this Prince turned around and took a fifty-million loan in Si Motu’s identity, incurring Witch Association’s usurious debt, either abandon the identity or actually pay the money.
"But you have my Black Card." The Prince said with a smile, "Lacking money isn’t really your issue."
Seeing the young man take out ten broken Black Gold Cards from his coat, laying them on the table, the Prince showed a surprised expression, "Oh no, what happened, why are they all broken?"
"Stop pretending."
Jiang Si picked up a half-damaged Black Gold Card, flicking it lightly. freēwēbnovel.com
That half of the Black Gold Card shattered to the ground.
"The material of your card has issues, despite my careful handling, it still broke."
"Is it possible your grip was too strong." The Prince looked at him innocently, "I assure you, these ten Black Gold Cards are functional."
Jiang Si didn’t engage further, merely said coldly, "Regardless of its functionality, now that it’s broken, it’s an issue."
"But, you broke them accidentally." The Prince looked innocent, "It’s not our fault."
"Just say if you can replace them."
"Of course." The Prince replied, "But it requires Mr. Si Motu’s assistance."
"What kind of assistance?"
"Help us procure Miss Iris’s Miracle Seed from the Disaster Strategy Bureau."
Jiang Si fell silent.
At this moment he finally realized something.
He might just be standing at a life decision junction.
To understand.
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