Song Jiaxi didn't have Ruan Bei's contact information saved in his phone, but Ruan Bei introduced himself when he sent him a message.
If it weren't for the message beginning with "I am Ruan Bei," Song Wanzhou wouldn't have noticed it.
After locking his unfortunate child up, he went through his phone thoroughly, and the browser's search history showed:
How to scold a cheating man
How to insult a green tea girl
How to scold a cuckolded man...
As he rattled off a series of "how" questions, the dashing CEO Song couldn't help but mimic the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.
He then found Song Jiaxi's recent shopping list in Taobao's purchase history. In addition to those customized banners, there was also... red paint.
Song Wanzhou: "..."
He rummaged through Song Jiaxi's room and found a paint can that had been hidden very well. He was almost in a state of collapse: "You're still planning to throw paint on someone?"
Song Jiaxi had just been tied up by Song, who had attacked the CEO who came into the house to search for things, and was now lying on the bed with his eyes rolling back in his head.
He was angry and didn't bother to answer his father's question, rolling his eyes again.
"Speak!" President Song was so angry he almost threw the bucket of paint in his face.
"Mind your own business!" Song Jiaxi shouted even louder than him. If the paint can hadn't been so big that it was hard to stuff into his clothes, he would have taken it with him to the engagement party.
The banner can be taken down, but the paint won't be easy to clean up in a short time.
"You, you..." Song Wanzhou's fingers were trembling with anger, and his assistant quickly went up to pat him on the back.
If they stayed any longer, only one of the father and son would survive. In order not to anger himself to death or beat Song Jiaxi to death, President Song quickly left, leaning against the wall.
He came in angry, and left with double the rage. He sat in the living room and drank a whole pot of green tea before he calmed down.
"Tell me, why can't this child be reasoned with?"
Having said all that and even resorted to physical punishment, Song Wanzhou was truly helpless. He was incredibly quick to learn anything else Song Wanzhou taught him; his sharp mind delighted Song Wanzhou.
When he brought Song Jiaxi back, he had done a thorough investigation and knew that he was particularly good at computers, so he specially invited a teacher in this field to teach him.
The teacher praised him for his talent, but before he knew it, this rascal used illegal means to steal public roadside video footage and even hacked into the Haiming Group's network system.
Fortunately, Song Wanzhou discovered it early, gave Song Jiaxi a beating, and then threatened him with Ruan Bei, which made him promise not to do anything illegal or criminal.
Although he was a womanizer, a philanderer, kept mistresses, and had a bunch of illegitimate children, he knew he was a law-abiding citizen.
Song Wanzhou didn't want to have to visit his son in a juvenile detention center after all the effort he had put into finding him.
“I think…” The assistant carefully observed his boss’s expression and tentatively offered his suggestion: “Should we get the young master a psychologist?”
He had quite a bit of contact with this young master. He was indeed very smart, but his personality was a bit scary to him. To put it bluntly, he felt that the young master was too obsessive, to the point of being crazy.
Song Wanzhou was taken aback. He wasn't one of those people with rigid thinking who believed that people who saw psychologists were mentally ill. Modern society is stressful, and most people have some psychological problems to some extent. Some can be resolved with a little adjustment, while others are more serious.
He hadn't thought about it before, but then he realized it might be a solution.
Sometimes he couldn't understand what the child was thinking. He thought it would be good to find a psychologist to take a look at him, even if he wasn't sick, to provide some psychological counseling.
Without hesitation, Song Wanzhou immediately asked his assistant to contact a reliable psychologist and schedule a meeting.
He had a good plan, but his wife at home was completely uncooperative. The first time, the doctor was almost beaten out, and the second time, Song Wanzhou tied Song Jiaxi up. The psychologist looked at the patient, who was like a silkworm cocoon, with a lot of black lines on his face.
After several visits, the psychologist gave up completely. He told Song Wanzhou that Song Jiaxi's situation was indeed abnormal and had exceeded the boundaries of typical teenage rebellion.
But he was completely uncooperative; unless he was tied up, he wouldn't even share a space with the doctor.
If you tie him up, he becomes extremely defensive, refusing to say anything or cooperate, leaving the doctor with no options.
Song Wanzhou was in a terrible predicament because Song Jiaxi's misdeeds at the wedding banquet had thoroughly angered the Lu and Qin families.
Qin Zhengping was going crazy at home because the real Crown Prince Qin had appeared, and he couldn't take care of them for the time being. Lu Minghai, however, had been secretly sabotaging him quite a bit. He was too embarrassed to make things difficult for Song Jiaxi, who was still a minor, so he could only make things difficult for the Song family.
Although Song Wanzhou wasn't afraid of him, he was still very troubled by this kind of thing. His wife at home was also causing trouble. After finishing his work and returning home, he heard loud banging noises from upstairs. He was so angry that he almost rushed upstairs to fight with Song Jiaxi.
It was at this moment that he received the message from Ruan Bei.
Song Wanzhou calmed down.
He knew Ruan Bei's name, had seen his photo, and had even looked up his information, but had never met Ruan Bei in person.
He was also curious as to why his son had such a high level of affection for Ruan Bei, acting recklessly and like a wolfhound that Ruan Bei kept, ready to bite anyone it wanted.
Song Jiaxi bluntly told him, "It's none of your business."
When pressed by his questions, she finally said, "He saved me."
He refused to say what exactly happened, and Song Wanzhou couldn't find out either.
To be honest, he had mixed feelings about Ruan Bei. The information he found showed that Ruan Bei was an excellent student, filial, and loving child, probably the kind of child parents would want most.
He and Feng Zhimin had once been married, and although they were divorced, if you really want to talk about it, Ruan Bei should call him uncle.
If it weren't for Song Jiaxi's crazy actions, and if his son hadn't done those unbelievable and even illegal things for Ruan Bei, Song Wanzhou would have liked him quite a bit.
However, Song Jiaxi, who is still going crazy upstairs, makes it impossible for Song Wanzhou to view Ruan Bei with a normal attitude.
Rationally, he knew that none of this had anything to do with Ruan Bei. He hadn't even met Song Jiaxi in the past year. But emotionally, he still couldn't help but feel a bit prejudiced against Ruan Bei.
Some even harbored resentment, because it was because of him that his son acted this way.
Song Wanzhou sat downstairs for half an hour, his phone going out and then coming back on, going out and coming back on repeatedly.
Finally, he rubbed his throbbing temples, took his phone, and knocked on Song Jiaxi's door.
The next day, Ruan Bei arrived at the coffee shop address that Song Jiaxi had sent him fifteen minutes early, only to find that Song Jiaxi was already there.
Ruan Bei didn't come alone; she brought her boyfriend, who had recently started working there. Qin Gu believed that Song Jiaxi posed a certain danger and refused to let Ruan Bei come to see him alone.
However, Ruan Bei had consulted Song Jiaxi beforehand, saying that his friend would be with him but would not participate in the conversation.
So Ruan Bei told Qin Gu, and Qin Gu found another table to sit at, while Ruan Bei sat directly opposite Song Jiaxi.
What he didn't know was that Song Jiaxi's phone, which was lying face down on the chair next to him, was in the middle of a voice call. This was the condition that Song Wanzhou had agreed to let him see Ruan Bei.
"Brother, this is the lemonade I ordered for you. Would you like some milk tea? The milk tea at this shop is really good too." As soon as Ruan Bei sat down, Song Jiaxi eagerly pushed the cup towards him, her voice unconsciously carrying a hint of flattery.
"Thank you, this is fine with me." Although she said that, Ruan Bei didn't touch the lemonade.
Song Jiaxi's eyes dimmed, and she silently lowered her head: "Brother, is there something you need from me?"
Ruan Bei took out the banner pictures that Bai Miaomiao had sent him from his phone and pushed the phone in front of Song Jiaxi.
Song Jiaxi glanced at Ruan Bei first, and only after seeing him nod in acknowledgment did he peek over the shoulder.
He was stunned after reading it. He scrolled down the screen and saw many more photos from that day, including one of him being tied up and gagged by his father and dragged out. His face immediately turned red.
"Brother, I didn't do anything bad, and I wasn't bullying anyone, they—"
"I know." Ruan Bei's voice was gentle and unhurried, successfully calming Song Jiaxi's anxious emotions. Song Wanzhou, who had been secretly listening to their conversation, felt depressed.
"I'll ask you this shamelessly: did you do all this for me?"
Before Song Jiaxi could speak, he emphasized: "I hope you can tell me the truth. I don't like being lied to, and I especially don't like others making decisions for me under the guise of doing what's best for me."
Song Jiaxi opened her mouth and then closed it again. After a moment, she nodded sullenly: "Yes, I hate them, especially that Lu Sibai. He's a fake. You're my real brother."
At this point, Song Jiaxi's eyes lit up instantly: "Brother, I really am your brother, we're related by blood! My mother is your mother..."
He fell silent under Ruan Bei's disapproving gaze and changed his words, saying, "She's Madam Lu's sister, you really are my brother..."
His eyes sparkled, and he looked at Ruan Bei with the same eagerness a puppy would show to please its owner, as if a little kindness would make him overjoyed.
Ruan Bei sighed inwardly and didn't insist on correcting his form of address.
"Song Jiaxi, I have something to tell you," Ruan Bei said seriously.
"Tell me, brother, I'll listen to whatever you say." Song Jiaxi practically wanted to raise her hand and swear.
“Song Jiaxi, I hope you will stop targeting Lu Sibai and Qin Shen, or any other people you think I don’t like. Unless they bully you first or do something bad to you, you can fight back or retaliate to protect yourself, but I don’t want, I really, really don’t want you to do those things ‘for me’ again.”
Song Jiaxi didn't quite understand. Those people were so bad, bullying his brother. Why wasn't his brother happy when he did those things?
But he didn't voice his doubts; he simply said obediently, "Brother, if you don't like me doing that, I won't do it."
Ruan Bei kept staring at his face, not missing the confusion in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh: "You didn't understand."
Song Jiaxi panicked, her fingers clenching until they turned white: "Brother, let me think about it some more, I'll understand soon."
"Don't worry, it's my fault for not explaining clearly." Ruan Bei organized his thoughts, he needed to be more direct, otherwise Song Jiaxi's thought process would really not understand.
“Song Jiaxi, actually I’ve always felt that you have some psychological issues. To be honest, I didn’t want to see you before, and I even found you annoying and hateful, but I didn’t dare to tell you because I was afraid that you would hurt me because of my rejection.”
When Song Jiaxi heard the first sentence, she was just a little sad, but when she heard the rest, it was like being stabbed. She trembled all over, her eyes immediately reddened, and her voice trembled with anxiety: "Brother, I won't hurt you, really, you have to believe me!"
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