752 Blockade Along The Way (1/2)
Little Tang was furious. If the young mistress had not let this youth get into the car, Little Tang would have attacked him.
”Then, my thanks to your young mistress. As expected, you all both good people.” Mo Wen laughed. He walked up to the car very naturally, as though he was getting into his own car. With a clunk, he opened the car door.
”Hey, wait a minute. Sit in the front. You should not sit in the back.” Little Tang was slightly stunned. She had not expected that this Eighth Grader Syndrome youth would act so naturally. Without her telling him to do anything, he got into the back of the car where the young mistress was. However, Mo Wen seemed to have not heard her at all. He bent down and entered the back of the car.
”You…” Little Tang's expression went cold. She had not expected that this youth would be so rude, entering the young mistress's area without permission.
”Little Tang, it's alright. Take him into the city and then drop him off.” The voice of the young mistress sounded from inside the car.
”Alright.” Little Tang sighed helplessly. She had not expected that the young mistress would forgive this youth's rude actions once again. Since when had the young mistress been so amicable?
In the back of the car,, there sat a young maiden in a green dress. She had big eyes and a small mouth. Her facial features were exquisite and she had an aura of elegance that seemed to emanate from her very bones. She wore a lace pleated dress made of high-end textiles. It displayed the young maiden's figure and elegance vividly.
After Mo Wen got into the car, the young maiden in the green dress did not look at him at all, seemingly taking him to be a mass of air. Instead, Mo Wen was the one who stared at her face for a long while.
”Are you done looking?” the young maiden in the green dress said. Even when she was talking to Mo Wen, her eyes were still looking ahead.
”Nope. Haven't you heard of eye candy?” Mo Wen said with a smile.
”You sure are daring. No one has dared to speak to me like that in a long time.” The young maiden in the green dress looked at Mo Wen with a look of novelty in her eyes. She seemed to find his manner of speech refreshing. She did not seem to be disgusted or angry.
The expression of Little Tang who was driving turned cold. This Eighth Grader Syndrome youth was too daring. He actually dared to tease the young mistress the moment he got into the car. Did he not know who was sitting in front of him? If the young mistress was not benevolent, she would have killed this ruffian.
”Would you like a drink?” the young maiden in the green dress asked Mo Wen.. A fridge opened from the hidden compartment between the two of them. There was an assortment of beverages and alcohol inside.
”Give me a cup of red wine then.” Mo Wen took out a glass from the sterilizer and placed it in front of the young maiden in the green dress.
The young maiden in the green dress was slightly stunned. She looked at Mo Wen with a strange look and said, ”You are asking me to pour you wine?”
Little Tang nearly exploded in rage in the driver's seat. She should not have let this youth into the car. He obviously did not know how to behave.
”What's wrong? You have a guest and you won't even offer a glass of wine?” Mo Wen said plainly.
”I have not entertained many guests like you.” The young maiden in the green dress smiled. She took out a bottle of red wine produced from Chateau Lafite and poured Mo Wen a glass.
Mo Wen drank the wine in one long gulp. He was like Pigsy eating the ginseng fruit. He hadn't even tasted the wine as the whole glass of wine went straight down his throat.
Little Tang in the driver's cabin was so angry that she had the urge to hit the steering wheel. The young mistress' collection of wine had no cheap stock. He had actually ruined such goods.
”Young miss, you are ill, and quite seriously,” Mo Wen said out of nowhere as he smacked his lips, seemingly enjoying the aftertaste of the wine in his mouth. He looked at young maiden in the green dress.
”You are the one who is ill. Your whole family is ill. Are you looking to die?” Little Tang finally could not resist any longer. She turned around and stared at Mo Wen. If she was not driving along a highway, she would have stopped the car and dragged this Eighth Grader Syndrome youth out of the car to beat him up. She had never met a person that she wanted to hit more.
”Are you trying to provoke me?” For the first time, the gaze of the young maiden in the green dress came to rest on Mo Wen's face. Her eyes were surprisingly calm, but deep within her pupils, there was an unusual undertone.
”I am just speaking honestly.” Mo Wen shrugged.
”Then, you wish to say that you can treat my illness?” The young maiden in the green dress giggled. She raised a long, slender hand and slowly touched her face. If one looked closely, one would notice that her face was rather pale and there was a faint sickly transparency to it.
”You have guessed correctly. I might just be able to treat your illness. Of course, I will not treat someone's illness for no reason. I will only do it because you were willing to give me a lift. It is said that it is hard to determine fate,” Mo Wen said, shrugging his shoulders.
”Youths nowadays rarely have audacity like yours. Those that would dare to speak in such a manner before me are even rarer.”
The young maiden in the green dress looked intently at Mo Wen. Then, she slowly closed her eyes, ignoring him completely. She clearly did not believe that Mo Wen could treat her body's stubborn illness. Since she was young, no one had been able to treat her illness. It did not matter how far she went or how many famous doctors and experts she had asked, but it was hopeless. She had been forced to expect that she had been born with an incurable and untreatable disease.