When the Green Tea Female Side Character Wants to Ridicule the Male Lead - Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Ruan Chacha called Dugu Mohan, but he didn’t answer. Upon second thought, it made sense. After all, he was probably infuriated by her, so answering the call at this point would be quite a surprise. Glancing at the darkening sky outside, she decided to let it be. Increasing the green tea value could wait, depending on the situation.
Fortunately, the harvest this afternoon was good. No matter what, the green tea value should be around 60 points. Seizing the moment when Xi Le was pouring water, Ruan Chacha quickly opened the green tea system. Looking at it, she indeed had a perfect 60 points. Amazing.
Ruan Chacha was quite satisfied. She decided to let Dugu Mohan rest for a while. After all, there was a long road ahead. She didn’t want it to be long, but she had to venture into the tiger’s den. Bring it on!.
She hurriedly healed her leg injury so that she could act more freely.
Xi Le, seeing the madam gazing out the window with a melancholic look, eyes slightly red, was surprised. The madam, who used to be short-tempered and loved to scold people, now seemed lovesick.
Xi Le, holding back tears of sympathy, vowed to tell everything to Mr. Xing when she returned.
Meanwhile, Ruan Chacha was thinking about how perfect the weather was for hot pot—neither too cold nor too hot. Dipping into the soulful sauce, ah! Full of rich fragrance. Unfortunately, her leg injury… Ruan Chacha pitifully looked at her bandaged leg. Woe is me… she couldn’t enjoy it.
Ruan Chacha loved spicy food, and for her, life without spice wasn’t worth living. Right now, her mouth felt as bland as a bird’s.
“Xi Le, let’s go back.” Ruan Chacha pretended to be reluctant, glancing around the spacious office.
Seeing her disheartened look, Xi Le didn’t want the madam to dwell on things, so she quickly escorted her back to the villa.
Ruan Chacha, who expected an outing, returned looking disheveled. The butler, seeing her rush into her room and tightly close the door, knew that her search for the master this time must not have gone well.
After arranging everything, the butler called Xi Le and asked, “Xi Le, tell me, did the madam meet the master?”
Thinking about the scene where the secretary pushed the madam, Xi Le felt extremely depressed. So, she recounted everything to the butler, emphasizing the secretary’s actions. She particularly conveyed the hatred she felt for the secretary.
“Madam, beaten and driven away, injured again. Instead of getting angry as before, she apologized to the master, fearing that anyone would blame him. The lady even said…”
Xi Le couldn’t hold back her tears as she spoke, and the butler, hearing such infuriating details, was both angry and worried. How heartbreaking must the madam be, facing such a situation?
“What else did the madam say?” The butler, frustrated and anxious, urged Xi Le to stop crying. He needed to understand all the details so that he could inform the master. At this rate, not only would the madam possibly do something drastic, but the master also couldn’t turn into an idle, pampered young man!
“The madam also said that if the master feels inconvenienced because of her, she can return to her parents’ house to make it easier for the master to bring other women home. The master yelled at her, saying she was talking nonsense…” Xi Le recalled the scene and vented his anger in a torrent.
“In short, the madam loves the master too much. She said she only loves the master in this life and doesn’t want anyone else.” Bliss was deeply moved by the madam’s love for the master.
If Ruan Chacha heard Xi Le interpret her words in this way, she would definitely be speechless. Although she deliberately conveyed the general meaning, being translated like this made her feel a bit… um.
The butler listened, frowning, sighing, getting angry, and feeling helpless in turns. Truly a headache.
“Alright, I understand. You can go and rest now.” The butler sat on the sofa, thinking about how the madam, who used to be arrogant and domineering, became afraid of the master after falling down the stairs but loved him even more.
The butler sighed; the madam must be secretly crying in her room, unwilling to let others know. Oh, the previous madam was indeed not a good match, but the current madam loves the master the most. Her personality has also changed a lot. She probably realized that she had done many things wrong before.
He needed to advise the master to cherish the madam, or he would definitely tell the old master. If the master didn’t listen to advice, then let Old Master Dugu come and “advise” him.
Passing by Ruan Chacha’s room, he did hear suppressed crying from inside. The butler felt heartbroken; he also had a daughter, about the same age as Ruan Chacha. Young girls could be so reckless for love.
“Sigh, such a tragedy.” The butler chose not to knock on the door. Even though the madam loved the master, it couldn’t change the fact that the master not only didn’t love the madam but also strongly disliked her. A karmic entanglement
The butler sighed outside Ruan Chacha’s door and walked away with heavy steps.
Ruan Chacha did indeed cry. Holding a bag of chips and a glass of juice, she cried on the bed, completely immersed in the TV drama. The drama was too sad; the female lead was so pitiful, and the male lead was too much of a scoundrel.
She cried uncontrollably, with tears and snot flowing. The trash can was filled with tissues. Although it was sad, it was really good to watch. She would cry her heart out but still wanted to continue watching, appreciating the spirit of the hero in this drama.
Dugu Mohan sat in a secluded corner of the bar, pouring himself a drink. A solitary figure, he seemed to exude an air of refinement that caught the attention of many women, some of whom gathered the courage to approach him.
“Hey, big brother, do you care to join me?” The woman projected a seductive aura, the kind that most men found irresistible.
Unfortunately, Dugu Mohan was far from ordinary. Without even glancing at her, he coldly retorted, “Get lost!”
The woman attempting to strike up a conversation was taken aback by his response, promptly turning away. However, her curiosity prevailed, and she continued to discreetly observe Dugu Mohan, unwilling to admit defeat.
Having imbibed heavily, Dugu Mohan rose to visit the restroom. Upon his return, a woman dressed in a bunny costume stood in his booth, patiently waiting.
The bunny-clad woman gazed at Dugu Mohan with a mix of worry and concern. “Sir, please stop drinking.”
With blurred eyes, Dugu Mohan stared at her for a moment and snapped, “Get lost!” He then resumed his seat, resolute in continuing his drinking.
Unyielding, the bunny woman attempted to snatch the bottle from his hand. “Sir, drinking excessively is harmful.”
“I said, get lost!” Dugu Mohan treated this woman with the same cold indifference, his icy gaze piercing through her.
Despite the rejection, the bunny woman obstinately refused to back down. As they struggled over the bottle, Dugu Mohan released his grip, causing the woman to lose balance and fall, shattering the bottle on the floor.
The loud noise attracted attention, and in that moment, Dugu Mohan seemed to catch a glimpse of Ruan Chacha. The alcohol fueled his anger.
“Ruan Chacha! Why is it that everywhere I go, I find you! Get lost! Just get lost!” Dugu Mohan shouted with intensity, seemingly channeling all his frustration and anger.
Meanwhile, Ruan Chacha, who was at the villa, cried so hard that she hiccuped. A big sneeze caught her off guard, and she quickly grabbed tissues, thinking, “Who is it? Missing me so much?” Then she immersed herself back into the TV drama, crying again.
After his outburst, Dugu Mohan didn’t spare a glance at the heartbroken bunny woman on the ground. He left the noisy bar and, upon reaching the door, was intercepted by Han Annan, who silently accompanied him back to the villa.
During the journey, the brisk wind blew away some of Dugu Mohan’s drunkenness. The two former friends had nothing to say to each other, walking in silence.
At the bar, the bunny woman, assisted by the two others, asked, “What’s going on, Xiaxia?”
The other woman helping her also found it perplexing; people came to bars to drink, yet she was preventing others from doing so.
“Are you into that guy? Let me tell you, we can’t compete with those wealthy men. Many women dream of being Cinderella,” she commented.
But Sheng Xiaxia remained silent and couldn’t express herself. She kept thinking, Who was this “Ruan Chacha” he mentioned? Did he really not remember her?
The two women continued to advise her, and the bar manager rushed over after hearing about the incident.
“Do you know who you offended just now?” Cheng Cheng asked without giving her face.
Sheng Xiaxia shook her head curiously. “I don’t know.”
“Don’t know? I bet you do. That person isn’t someone you can just think about. Others have settled down, so don’t cause trouble in the bar.”
Cheng Cheng scolded. If it weren’t for Lin Moyu’s sake, he would have thrown her out long ago. Clumsy and always causing trouble, she had no regard for the bar’s atmosphere.
Cheng Cheng scrutinized Sheng Xiaxia, unable to understand what Lin Moyu saw in her. Lin Moyu loved her deeply, and she couldn’t forget about other men.
Hearing that Dugu Mohan had settled down, Sheng Xiaxia’s entire body shivered. The light in her eyes dimmed, and she recalled him alone, burying himself in drinking. She felt a sudden sympathy for him; he must not be happy, perhaps not even loving his wife.
The bitterness deep within her heart gradually overwhelmed her. She realized, in an instant, that she liked him.
