When the Green Tea Female Side Character Wants to Ridicule the Male Lead - Chapter 6
Chapter 6
The receptionist, seeing that it was Han Annan, didn’t block her anymore. Could what she just heard be true? The receptionist suspiciously glanced at Ruan Chacha, who had a pale complexion and her leg wrapped in bandages, appearing as if she had experienced something significant.
The answer to her doubts faintly emerged in her mind. Could it be? Could the president really… No wonder the president’s wife often barges in; it turns out she wants to catch him in the act.
The receptionist, possibly overdramatizing in her mind, was on the verge of envisioning a tragic love drama. She secretly thought Ruan Chacha was quite pitiful.
Ruan Chacha eagerly entered the elevator, and even the servant could sense her urgency. Shaking his head helplessly, he thought, “Madam, loving someone unworthy is not as good as loving yourself.”
Ruan Chacha was overjoyed. The assists kept coming one after another. She was afraid she wouldn’t reach him with her “green tea.” Hehe, Dugu Mohan… even if you hide in the office, so what? It’s not safer than the old mansion; maybe it’s even scarier! Ahahaha!
She seemed to envision the continuous rise of the “green tea” value, unable to contain her excitement. She thought she might not see Dugu Mohan today, but unexpectedly, that doctor from that day appeared.
She couldn’t remember his name. This doctor seemed to have a liking for the female lead, attracted by her soft and sweet temperament. He almost became enemies with the male lead, but in the end, they reconciled due to Ruan Chacha.
Ruan Chacha sneered, “You just stay as the cannon fodder supporting character. Supporting the romance between the male and female leads is one thing, but you even supported the friendship between the male lead and his brother. How much more of a failure can you be? Everything bad has you in it.”
Living with such an identity was not easy, sighed Ruan Chacha.
Lost in thought, Ruan Chacha realized the elevator had already arrived. With a “ding,” the elevator door opened.
Assisted by the servant, Ruan Chacha was led to the office. She observed the surroundings. The office was so spacious; was it necessary? Perhaps it was just burning money out of panic.
After waiting for a while, the secretary entered, who, like everyone else, feared Ruan Chacha, having been torn apart by her several times.
“Madam President, you’re here?” The secretary nervously stood in front of Ruan Chacha.
Ruan Chacha remembered this secretary. No wonder the original owner tore into her; this secretary did indeed have some intentions toward Dugu Mohan. Unfortunately, her romantic advances were in vain because Dugu Mohan, absorbed in work, paid no attention to her appearance or attire.
Ruan Chacha recalled a passage from the novel:
Early in the morning, Dugu Mohan was busy working in the office, while the secretary dressed provocatively, wearing black stockings and a much shorter skirt. The secretary constantly swayed in front of Dugu Mohan, deliberately striking various flirtatious poses.
But Dugu Mohan, engrossed in his work, didn’t notice. When he did, he furrowed his brows and said, “Get out! If it happens again, get out of the company!” After that, he lowered his head and continued working, leaving the secretary in the cold wind.
Ruan Chacha felt that Dugu Mohan, the male lead, enjoyed many benefits, but this straight male cancer could only be cured by the female lead.
Looking up and down at the secretary, who was indeed good-looking but still inferior to the original owner in appearance, Ruan Chacha sighed. The original owner’s beauty was the most outstanding in the entire book, but unfortunately, her temperament was the worst.
The secretary felt uneasy under Ruan Chacha’s scrutiny. “The president is still in a meeting. Mrs. President, would you like to sit down or…”
Ruan Chacha could clearly hear the implications of her words. However, she wasn’t here to deal with the admirers around Dugu Mohan; those tasks were reserved for the female lead. She was here to deal with the male lead still in the meeting.
“Well… I’ll wait for him to finish the meeting,” Ruan Chacha replied nonchalantly to the secretary.
Although Ruan Chacha didn’t mind, the servant on the side couldn’t overlook it. She was just a secretary, yet she dared to indirectly chase the president’s wife away.
The secretary wasn’t very pleased. “The president might take a long time to finish the meeting…”
Ruan Chacha was dissatisfied. No wonder the original owner wanted to beat up this secretary; it was obvious she was asking for it! She was about to stand up when the servant, unable to bear it any longer, intervened.
“What right do you have to intervene in Madam’s affairs? Just a mere secretary, who gave you the authority to meddle?” The servant, with an indignant tone, shouted at the secretary.
Recognizing the servant, the secretary’s speech became less polite. “I might be a secretary, but I’m still better than a mere servant. What qualifications do you have to criticize me? The president hasn’t returned home for several days, clearly indicating he doesn’t want to see Madam. It’s crystal clear.”
The servant, taken aback by the shamelessness, tried to say something but was stopped by Ruan Chacha.
“Xi Le, step out for a moment. I have something to discuss with her alone,” Ruan Chacha said. She initially didn’t want to pay attention to the secretary, but given her audacity, she had to resort to some measures.
Reluctantly, Xi Le left the office, giving the secretary a fierce glare before closing the door.
Ruan Chacha confirmed that Xi Le had closed the office door, stood up with a cane, and walked slowly to the secretary. Before the secretary could finish speaking, Ruan Chacha directly slapped the secretary.
With a loud, clear sound, Ruan Chacha smiled and approached her ear.
“Miss Secretary, this slap teaches you to act like someone with parents,” Ruan Chacha said with a mysterious smile, approaching her.
As Xi Le pushed the door open to check on the situation, Ruan Chacha suddenly smirked at the shocked secretary. She seemed to fall backward, landing on the sofa. Ruan Chacha, with a feigned expression of pain, reached out to touch her leg, creating the illusion of excruciating pain. In reality, she felt nothing; the sofa behind her was quite soft.
“Ah!” Ruan Chacha pretended to grimace in pain.
Xi Le rushed in at the sound, worried that Madam might have been hurt.
At that moment, the meeting concluded, and the shareholders and executives, hearing the commotion, hurried to the president’s office to see what had happened.
Upon seeing the scene, they were taken aback. Wasn’t that the president’s wife? How did she fall?
Xi Le, seeing Madam in apparent agony, accused the secretary, “You wicked woman! You pushed Madam because you couldn’t drive her away! I’ll tell Uncle Xing and let him inform the Old Master! Sob… Madam…”
The shareholders and executives quickly grasped the situation. They had long noticed the unusual behavior of one of the female secretaries around Dugu Mohan. To think she would dare to expel the legitimate wife and even resort to physical violence.
Dugu Mohan, just emerging from the meeting room, approached with a furrowed brow. Upon seeing the crowd gathered in his office, he was about to say something when he witnessed the unexpected scene inside.
Pushing through the crowd, he asked sternly, “What’s going on?” without immediately helping Ruan Chacha. Instead, he inquired about the specifics of the situation.
Xi Le, seeing her master, explained, “Sir, your secretary just drove Madam away and even laid hands on her!”
The secretary, her face turning pale, stood in place, stammering, “I didn’t… I didn’t do anything. Please believe me, Mr. President.”
Dugu Mohan glanced at the secretary but ignored her. He then turned his gaze toward Ruan Chacha. Just as he was about to speak, Ruan Chacha interrupted him.
