Kuang Jie struggled to her feet, her delicate and beautiful face filled with deep remorse. "Yang Wanwan! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Yang Wanwan, your clothes are dirty, take them off and I'll wash them for you!"
Yang Wanwan pulled her arm away from Kuang Jie's grasp. "It's okay, I'll wash myself. You go eat."
Kuang Jie's eyes were watery, and she looked as delicate as a snow lotus bud about to bloom. "Yang Wanwan, how can this be? I should take responsibility for what I did wrong, class monitor, don't you agree?"
Yang Wanwan then noticed that Qiao Song was also there.
Seeing this, Qiao Song chuckled and said, "You can see for yourselves."
Kuang Jie shook her head: "I'm the kind of person who has to correct my mistakes, otherwise I won't be able to sleep or eat. Yang Wanwan, take off your school uniform, I'll wash it for you and give it to you tomorrow."
Looking at Kuang Jie's sincere and concerned face, Yang Wanwan smiled and said, "Really, there's no need to go to so much trouble. I can wash myself and it'll be fine in no time."
"But I'll feel uneasy doing that. Yang Wanwan, don't worry, I'll wash your clothes clean, just like new."
Yang Wanwan still refused: "Kuang Jie, I think I've made myself clear enough. I'll wash it myself. It's just a little bit of soup. I'll go to the dorm to wash it after lunch. It'll only take two minutes. You don't need to feel uneasy. This is my own choice, and no one will blame you."
Kuang Jie pleaded, "Yang Wanwan, I really feel guilty. It's all my fault! It's only natural to make amends for mistakes, but you won't let me. What am I supposed to do?"
Yang Wanwan looked at her with a half-smile, "But look, it's so cold. If I take off my coat, I'll get cold."
"It's okay, you can wear mine."
"your?"
"Yes! Although you are taller than me, your school uniform is very loose, so it should fit you well."
Yang Wanwan didn't want to argue with her anymore. "I'm sorry, I'm a germaphobe and I don't wear other people's clothes."
Kuang Jie stood there, biting her lower lip, as if she didn't know what to do.
"Yang Wanwan, what's wrong with you? Kuang Jie made a mistake, but she apologized and even offered to wash your clothes. Yet you say you have OCD, implying that Kuang Jie's clothes aren't clean? Classmates, look at them! Kuang Jie's clothes look like they were just worn today. How are they not clean? Yang Wanwan, what exactly do you want?"
Miao Feng rushed over, pointed at Yang Wanwan, and shouted loudly.
Upon hearing that it was Yang Wanwan, the students in the cafeteria immediately surrounded her, forming layers upon layers, all eager to see what this famous girl looked like.
Originally, everyone had only heard of her name, but now that they had seen her in person, they started chattering non-stop.
Upon seeing Miao Feng's attitude, Hu Youjin slammed her chopsticks on the table and stood up: "Miao Feng, you better explain yourself! Kuang Jie dirtied Wanwan's clothes, and Wanwan didn't want her to wash them. Wanwan wanted to wash them herself. Is that wrong? Can't she refuse? Does not letting Kuang Jie wash them make her break the law? Kuang Jie, you're really strange. When Wanwan doesn't let you wash them, you act all wronged, as if Wanwan bullied you. You're really, really, really strange!"
Hu Youjin emphasized the words "too strange" very much.
Kuang Jie's eyes immediately filled with tears as she looked pitifully at Qiao Song. "Class monitor, look, my good intentions have backfired. I truly know I was wrong and sincerely apologize to Yang Wanwan. Helping her wash her clothes was just my way of taking responsibility for my mistake. I'm a bit slow; this is the only way I know, and I can't think of any other way."
Kuang Jie was naturally beautiful, with big, expressive eyes, fair skin, and a delicate figure, all of which evoked a strong desire to protect her.
She and Qiao Song had quite a bit of contact before, since they were both class officers. But this was the first time she'd looked at him so pitifully. Seeing her gaze like that, Qiao Song's heart softened a little.
Qiao Song comforted her, "Yang Wanwan isn't an unreasonable person. You two can talk it out again."
Then, Qiao Song said to Yang Wanwan, "Yang Wanwan, look, since your clothes are dirty and Kuang Jie sincerely wants to make amends, just give her that chance. It's lunchtime now, and it's not right for everyone to be gathered here."
Before Yang Wanwan could speak, Hu Youjin was furious.
Qiao Song is a complete piece of shit!
"Squad Leader Qiao, Yang Wanwan made it clear enough just now, she wants to wash her own clothes! Did you not hear me or are you deaf... What's wrong? It's Wanwan's own clothes, she doesn't have the right to decide, do you all have to decide for her?! Who are you all to her?"
Qiao Song blushed deeply and quickly said, "That's not what I meant. I just think what Kuang Jie said makes sense..."
"What she said makes sense, so what Wanwan said doesn't make sense? That's really strange. Wanwan's clothes were dirtied by Kuang Jie, and Wanwan wouldn't let Kuang Jie wash them, but in the end, it was Wanwan's fault. What kind of logic is that? This is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing!"
"I……"
When it comes to arguing, Qiao Song is no match for Hu Youjin, who has been influenced by Yang Wanwan to the point of becoming increasingly shrewish.
Kuang Jie looked at Qiao Song with teary eyes, "Class monitor, thank you, you don't need to speak up for me. I know that Yang Wanwan has been unhappy these days, she's angry, I understand her. How about this, since she doesn't want me to wash, I won't wash. We're all classmates, I believe she's just in a bad mood, she didn't mean to make me feel guilty."
After watching the drama unfold for a while, Yang Wanwan laughed.
Hu Youjin was practically jumping up and down from Kuang Jie's words. What the hell did that mean...?
This is clearly...
Yang Wanwan quickly stopped Hu Youjin, who was about to step forward, and asked Kuang Jie with a smile, "Kuang Jie, you said I'm unhappy and in a bad mood, how did you figure that out? I didn't even know that was going on, can you explain it to me?"
Hu Youjin stopped walking, and her violently heaving chest immediately felt relieved.
Kuang Jie, you little bitch, I'm no match for you. Wanwan will take care of you!
"This... I misspoke, Yang Wanwan, please don't mind."
"I'm sorry, but I mind it a lot, I mind it very much, I mind it extremely. You know everything about things that I don't even know myself, so how can I not mind? If I told you, Kuang Jie, that you were dumped by a man and you're unhappy, would you mind?"
Kuang Jie looked innocently at Yang Wanwan with teary eyes, almost on the verge of tears, "Yang Wanwan, you, how could you say such a thing that I didn't do?"
"You make up stories about things I didn't do, don't you? What, you make it all seem reasonable, but I'm just spouting nonsense? I'm just asking you, why am I upset or in a bad mood?"
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