Chapter Thirty-One: Agreeing
On the other side, in a private room of a teahouse not far from the school.
This was Jiang You's first time entering. There was no other reason than that the teahouse's exterior decoration was very high-class, which made her, a poor girl, feel intimidated. Also, she didn't like drinking tea, except for the four-yuan large bottle of iced black tea in the freezer.
“My name is Song Wenxi,” Song Wenxi said, sitting down next to her. With her slender, white fingers, she picked up the teapot and gently turned her wrist, pouring hot water into each teacup one by one using a high-pour, low-pouring method.
Every movement was swift and decisive, like a meticulously choreographed dance performance that was a feast for the eyes.
"This is the Qimen black tea I brought. In China, there's a saying that Qimen black tea is the best among all teas, with a reputation for being exceptionally fragrant and unparalleled. In England, it's known as the 'Queen of Black Teas.' It has a sweet, mellow, and rich taste. Try it; I think you'll like it."
Song Wenxi smiled gently at her, her beautiful eyes crinkling as she handed the tea to her. Her face, as black as ink, was radiant with a faint smile.
If Jiang You would feel awkward and nervous in front of handsome men, wanting to run away, then in front of beautiful women he would be insecure, a reincarnation of a simp, fawning over them to the extreme.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and when she heard the other person say to try it, she immediately obediently picked up the teacup with both hands, took a sip, and her eyes lit up.
Good heavens, forgive her for not being able to describe it, but this is actually even better than iced tea.
"Is it good?" Song Wenxi rested her cheek on her right hand, smiling even more brightly as she looked at her.
"This person is really good-looking," Jiang You thought, his heart racing. He looked away, lowered his eyes, nodded, and stammered, "Miss Song, you...you wanted to see me? What do you need?"
"Just call me Xiaoxi," Song Wenxi said, her beautiful eyes filled with apologetic smile. "I'm here to apologize on behalf of my brother. He suffered trauma when he was young and doesn't know how to express his feelings. Did I scare you? This is just a small token of my appreciation. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to tell me."
After saying that, he opened a square box and handed it over, inside which was a set of jadeite and gold-inlaid bracelets.
If someone from Jiangxi knew their stuff, they could tell it was a full-green icy jadeite bangle, worth millions or even tens of millions of yuan.
The meticulously inlaid gold cloud patterns not only have their own intrinsic value, but also possess considerable artistic value.
But she didn't know its value and had a limited perspective, thinking that the other party would only need to spend tens of thousands of yuan to apologize.
After all, the legal penalties for sexual harassment are not severe; at most, one will receive a verbal warning.
And the fact that she accepted it means that the matter is over, right?
Wanting to end all the farce and return to a normal, uneventful life, she silently accepted it.
She was a straightforward person. Song Wenxi finally found something to appreciate about the girl, so she sat a little closer to her and pleaded, "Jiang You, I want to ask you for a favor."
Jiang You instantly felt the box in his hand burning hot, and knew that this matter was not so simple.
The beautiful woman said, "You know what? My brother wasn't like this when he was little. He was the typical 'other people's child'—sensible, sunny, cheerful, generous, academically excellent, a little adult and a little man in the family. But later..."
Jiang You pictured her brother in her mind, dressed in loose black clothes, completely concealing himself.
She remembered Xia Yan saying it was mild autism? But isn't autism congenital?
"When I was 11, I ate too much candy and got a toothache, so the adults limited my candy intake. One day, I was really craving it, so I secretly went out to buy some. My brother couldn't stop me, and worried about my safety, so he came with me. And then, and then..."
At this point, Song Wenxi's voice suddenly became hoarse, her beautiful eyes drooped with mist, and in the blink of an eye, a tear slid down her delicate cheek: "Later, we encountered kidnappers. My brother was kidnapped by them while trying to save me. When we found him, my thirteen-year-old brother had been tortured beyond recognition."
Unexpectedly, Jiang You opened his mouth slightly, but the words of comfort stuck in his throat.
She often makes the lively atmosphere instantly quiet the moment she speaks, even in group chats. Whenever she speaks, the once bustling group chat suddenly becomes deserted.
As a result, she speaks as little as possible, except to acquaintances. Now, even after hesitating three times, she still doesn't know how to say words of comfort.
Oh right, doesn't she have some tissues in her bag? She could hand them to the pretty girl.
As she looked down to find some paper in her bag, she suddenly heard the chair move, and then the beautiful woman knelt down in front of her.
"Jiang You, I beg you..."
Jiang You: "!!!"
"What are you doing? Get up quickly, get up and talk to me," the girl said in a panic, trying to help the beautiful woman up, but she couldn't get her up no matter what she did, so she simply knelt on the ground herself.
“Jiang You, Song Yun doesn’t have autism, but rather a traumatic mental self-isolation. He often immerses himself in his own world, and it has become increasingly severe in recent years.”
Song Wenxi, holding Jiang You's hand, wept bitterly and pleaded:
“Jiang You, he likes you, and you are his only chance to save him. I have no right to ask you to do anything. He will be coming to Tengzhong Normal School in a few days. I only hope that when he comes to see you, you won’t send him away, and you can talk to him for a bit?”
"Of course, if he dares to molest you again, I will personally escort him away and will not disturb you at all."
"Jiang You, I beg you, I live in regret every day. If my brother dies, I don't want to live anymore. I'll do anything you ask if you agree," the beautiful woman said, tears streaming down her face, her red eyes looking at him, looking utterly pitiful and heartbreaking.
Jiang You had never seen anything like this before. His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't stand the sight of a beautiful woman crying in front of him. Moreover, she had a tendency to fawn over beautiful women. With a soft heart, Gui Shi Shen almost nodded: "Don't cry, I... I promise you."
It's just a conversation, and the person is completely covered up, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?
"Really?" Song Wenxi looked at her with bright eyes, her fair face flushed from crying, making her inexplicably adorable.
Jiang You nodded, her ears slightly red. Kneeling on the ground, Song Wenxi was so moved that she rushed towards her, wrapped her arms around her neck, and straddled her waist with her long legs.
I quickly braced myself on the ground with both hands. Oops... that was close, I almost fell backward.
"Thank you, thank you Jiang You. From now on, your business is my business. It's just a matter of making a phone call, and I will do my best to get it done for you."
The beautiful woman's body was soft and delicate, and her unique, light and elegant fragrance filled his nostrils. Jiang You swallowed hard; no wonder even heroes couldn't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.
That evening, when they returned to the dormitory, Wang Lili and Bai Qianyue immediately surrounded them.
Jiang You, who was still immersed in the beauty's body, was startled. When had she ever received such treatment?
"What kind of look is that?"
"Jiang You, you're amazing!" Wang Lili's eyes lit up. "Such a handsome guy, and you just rejected him like that."
"Huh? What rejection? What are you talking about?" She didn't understand, walked to her seat and sat down, looking puzzled.
"Keep pretending. Lu Shi'an has even come to the school. Look, this is what his sister Xia Yan brought you on your desk."
"What? Xia Yan? My sister?"
While she was completely bewildered, her roommates, one after another, recounted everything that had happened after she and Song Wenxi left.
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