Chapter 4
Fu Yanzhi's lips curled up slightly: "Your friend said it's all over, why do you still want to pursue this matter? Wouldn't it be better if both sides compromised?"
Wen Chuqing looked at him, then at Jiang Minghua, and nodded.
"Wen Chuqing, if you try to stop me from now on, we're breaking up, so shut up!" Jiang Minghua pulled Wen Chuqing behind her, half threatening and half warning.
Wen Chuqing could only reluctantly shut her mouth.
Then Jiang Minghua turned her attention to Fu Yanzhi. She slightly raised her chin, a perfect curve to her lips: "You may not know me yet. My surname is Jiang." She paused deliberately, "The Jiang family you're thinking of."
Fu Yanzhi's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers, which had been casually resting on the sofa armrest, unconsciously tightened. He straightened his back without making a sound.
"So it's Miss Jiang." His voice was now more serious, his previous nonchalance completely gone.
Jiang Minghua noticed the fleeting wariness in his eyes, but smiled dismissively.
"I'm sorry, but my friend is incredibly naive and compassionate. If I hadn't been there to keep an eye on her, she would have been at a disadvantage. Actually, this matter is easy to resolve. First, please have your friend delete all the photos of Chu Qing that she took today. If even one of them leaks out, your friend should be prepared to go bankrupt and become enemies with the Jiang family. Second, my friend was quite frightened today, and I believe compensation for emotional distress is absolutely necessary."
"Of course." Fu Yanzhi's tone became more serious.
Taking advantage of the break, Jiang Minghua asked the system how much was still needed for Grandma Wen Chuqing's medical expenses. The system, having nothing better to do than watch the drama unfold after work, quickly replied: "A conservative estimate is 100,000."
"Then I won't beat around the bush with you anymore, it's 100,000 yuan for emotional distress."
"Minghua!" Wen Chuqing immediately spoke up to stop her, "You're going too far, I really don't need this!"
Jiang Minghua ignored her and directly picked up Wen Chuqing's phone, opened the payment code, and handed it to Fu Yanzhi. Fu Yanzhi promptly transferred 100,000 yuan to Wen Chuqing's account.
Upon seeing the bill, Jiang Minghua pulled Wen Chuqing away from the private room, ignoring Wen Chuqing's repeated attempts to look back, as if Jiang Minghua were a vicious villain trying to break up a loving couple.
As they stepped out of the Cloud Nine Club, they were plunged into the deep darkness of the night. The huge signboard cast a dim yellow glow, casting their shadows on the ground. A night breeze blew in, carrying a chill. Wen Chuqing, who was already dressed in thin clothes, had to pull her coat tighter around her. She glanced at Jiang Minghua, the hint of resentment in her eyes barely fading.
“Minghua, I already said it’s nothing. This money shouldn’t be taken; it should be returned.”
Jiang Minghua's lips curled into a mocking smile. She didn't answer directly, but simply pulled her into the car. As soon as the door closed, a scrutinizing gaze fell upon them in the rearview mirror. The driver, Li, slowly moved his cloudy eyes, scanning Wen Chuqing's pale face and trembling fingertips, observing her from head to toe without making a sound. His probing gaze made Wen Chuqing uncomfortable; her back stiffened under his stare, and she unconsciously leaned closer to Jiang Minghua.
Jiang Minghua naturally noticed her subtle movements, but before she could speak, Driver Li spoke first:
"Minghua, I need to talk to you about this. You must be careful when making friends. You can't associate with shady people, or you'll get scammed."
Driver Li looked every bit the earnest elder giving advice.
Wen Chuqing lowered her head, the harsh words making her face turn pale, and she clenched her fists on her knees, trying her best to endure it.
"Master Li, are you referring to your entire shady family? Thank you for reminding me, I'll deal with it when I get back. Besides, you're just a driver for the Jiang family, it's none of your business how I do things."
The cold words silenced the driver, Li.
As the car slowly came to a stop in front of the villa's black wrought iron gate, Wen Chuqing's breath hitched slightly.
As night fell, the embedded light strips around the villa gradually lit up with the sound, making the entire villa resemble a semi-transparent box, radiating a warm and restrained light in the quiet garden.
Wen Chuqing's fingertips unconsciously pressed against the car window, the icy touch bringing her back to her senses. She turned to look at Jiang Minghua, somewhat unable to believe that her friend, with whom she spent every day, was actually a hidden millionaire!
"What's wrong?" Jiang Minghua noticed her gaze and chuckled softly. "Surprised?"
Wen Chuqing pursed her lips. Of course she was surprised. No wonder Ming Hua could negotiate with that person on equal footing in the nightclub. But then she had another question: why would someone with such a family background go to the sponsored program at Eton Nolan International Academy? Everyone knows that Eton Nolan International Academy is the cradle of the powerful and famous, aiming to cultivate elite children from aristocratic families. However, it also offers sponsored programs for students from poor families with excellent grades. The academy provides full scholarships, on the condition that they must accept the recruitment of a powerful family after graduation.
After they entered the room, Jiang Minghua did not rush to take her back to her room. Instead, she led her to the basement level, opened the bathroom door, and gently pressed the smart panel a few times. The empty bathtub in the center was instantly filled with hot spring water, and in an instant, the entire bathroom was filled with milky white steam.
"Take a hot bath, relax, and just pretend today was a nightmare."
As she turned to leave, Wen Chuqing grabbed her sleeve, but this time, Wen Chuqing's eyes held a firmer look as she looked at Jiang Minghua.
“Minghua, I know you're asking for compensation for emotional distress today because you care about me, but I also have my own dignity and don't want to be looked down upon, so I feel I can't accept that 100,000 yuan.”
Even if this money is compensation for being bullied?
Wen Chuqing nodded: "I was not physically harmed, and the other party has already apologized to me."
Just as she finished speaking, her phone rang. When Wen Chuqing saw the call was from the hospital, her pupils contracted, and she hurriedly answered. However, the caller wasn't talking about her grandmother; it was the hospital's system automatically reminding her to pay the next stage of medical expenses.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Chuqing suddenly lost the confidence to insist on returning the 100,000 yuan. She really needed the money right now, but her pride wouldn't allow her to accept it easily.
Seeing this, Jiang Minghua sighed and patted her shoulder, saying:
"Chu Qing, I don't understand what kind of education you've received in the past twenty years. I just want to tell you that accepting compensation is not shameful! Have you ever thought about what if I hadn't gone today? What if my family background wasn't enough to match that person's? Chu Qing, have you thought about the consequences? The consequences are that you will lose this part-time job because of tonight's incident and be unable to afford your grandmother's medical expenses. Your indecent photos will be spread around at will, and your future life will be full of mud. Meanwhile, those who hurt you will still be high and mighty, enjoying the life they deserve, and completely forgetting about you!"
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