Quick Transmigration: So the Green Tea Sister Stole the Male Lead

(I cautiously glanced at the comments. Everyone is so tolerant and willing to let me start a new world. Thank you so much. You are the best readers in the world. T3T)

[World Loading - "The Eternal White Moonlight"]

After the white moonlight returns to China, the substitute is tortured and disheartened, and only then do the male lead and the male supporting character realize that they have already fallen in love with the substitute.

But what if the male lead and the male supporting character only ever loved the white moonlight?

No matter how wronged or abused the stand-in is, it's just self-pity and they can't get any pity.

so poor.

Years later, Xia Yumeng still felt sympathy for the girl named Youfu. She felt sorry that the girl had been kept and abandoned by Yan Juwei simply because she had eyes that resembled hers.

And there was nothing she could do about it.

If there is an afterlife, Xia Yumeng hopes that girl can be independent and self-respecting, and no longer be her shadow.

......

Yu Fu accompanied Yan Juwei to the engagement party of a wealthy second-generation couple.

She entered the venue arm in arm with Yan Juwei, wearing a Hepburn-style dress and black lace gloves, looking very retro and beautiful.

Various gazes, each carrying a different meaning, converged on the two of them.

Many people were seeing Youfu for the first time and were surprised to find her so radiant and beautiful. They had vaguely heard that Yan Juwei had found a stand-in for the second young lady of the Xia family, but no one had expected that this stand-in would have such a delicate and pretty face.

Moreover, this face... doesn't resemble the Second Miss at all.

"Yan Yan," Yu Fu whispered, pressing down on the arm that was hooked around her, "So many people are looking at me."

Yan Juwei said matter-of-factly, "Because you are beautiful."

But he still glanced around unhappily, and most of the gazes fixed on Yuf immediately disappeared.

Yan Juwei was someone even the newlyweds' parents had to curry favor with, and was seated at the table closest to the main table.

They wanted Yanju to sit at the head table, but Yanju declined the invitation.

We're not even familiar with each other, so why put him on the main table?

The arrogant young master wore his disdain on his face; to him, that wasn't respect, but a shameless attempt to curry favor.

Before Yuf sat down, Yanju only asked the servant to move the two chairs closer together.

The engagement banquet was lavish and extravagant, with everything meticulously arranged. Even the spacing between the chairs was precisely measured and uniformly placed. But Yan Juwei carelessly disrupted this neatness, just so that Youfu could sit closer to him.

"What would you like to drink, sir and madam?"

Yan Juwei looked at You Fu, who ordered two glasses of non-alcoholic champagne.

"You two are here quite early."

Among the ten people at the table were several of Yan Juwei's drinking buddies. One of them, wearing a light blue earring, was named Zhan Shuliu. He was drinking and making jokes with a smile.

Yuf pouted when she heard this.

That jerk with the flashy earring, implying I'm late, huh?

Before leaving, she hesitated between wearing the lace choker and the necklace Yan Juwei had just given her, dragging her feet for more than ten minutes. Just before getting out of the car, she noticed that the buckle on her velvet high heels was loose. As she bent down to fix it, she met Yan Juwei's eyes again, who was looking down at her.

Yu Fu could tell what Yan Juwei saw from this angle with just her pretty little fingernails.

Underneath the strapless dress.

The secret crevice between the two tender, soft, and fluffy mounds.

What else can we do? It wouldn't be right not to get a couple of sucks.

Fortunately, Yan Juwei knew he would be seeing people later, so he didn't leave any marks.

After a while, things naturally got delayed.

So they were the last to arrive, but given Yan Juwei's status, even at an engagement banquet, the host had to wait for him.

"What's our young master Yan busy with?" Zhan Shuliu asked, further annoyed. "I just saw your car. Didn't you arrive a while ago? Why did it take you so long to get up?"

"So much food and you still can't shut up?"

Yan Juwei caught a glimpse of You Fu's puffed-out cheeks and knew she was sulking again. He gave Zhan Shuliu a cold glare and said, "Have you switched careers to become a paparazzi? Mind your own business."

"Fine, fine, I don't care." Zhan Shuliu glanced at You Fu out of the corner of her eye. "By the way, did you know Xia Yumeng is going back to China next week?"

Yan Juwei was taken aback, and the hand he placed behind You Fu's waist tightened.

Yu Fu was staring blankly at "Too Softhearted" on the turntable—a common sweet cold dish in Shanghai—when someone pressed her sensitive lower back, and she was caught off guard and let out a "Huh?"

A very soft sound, filled with doubt and confusion, yet inexplicably evoking beautiful associations.

Even though Yuf's muffled moans lacked any erotic undertones, listeners would interpret them as sweet yet intense.

The remaining men at the table had shifty eyes, and two of them, who were still quite young, had their ears turn red.

Yan Juwei's face darkened, and he gently pinched Youfu's cheek to make her turn around.

Before he could even speak, Yuf attacked first: "Why did you pinch me? Are you feeling guilty?"

Yan Juwei: "...Why would I feel guilty?"

Zhan Shuliu scoffed.

Yu Fu feigned confusion: "Oh, then who is this Xia Yumeng you were talking about earlier?"

Yan Juwei: "Someone I know."

Everyone else at the table wore expressions of amusement—watching Yanju Wei make a fool of himself.

Zhan Shuliu was convinced. They were being so obvious; couldn't You Fu have used her brain to think things through? If Xia Yumeng was just an acquaintance, why did she specifically ask Yan Juwei if he knew she was back in China? And he'd already made such suggestive remarks, yet You Fu remained unmoved. Others overthink things; she was underthinking. Where could she find such an easily fooled, love-struck person? He had a friend he wanted to ask.

Yuf didn't care at all about the disappointed looks in other people's eyes. She was now acting like a spoiled little love-struck girl, waiting for her boyfriend and sugar daddy to feed her.

Yan Juwei put two "heart-shaped" pastries inside her bowl, which were actually pitted red dates stuffed with glutinous rice balls.

The engagement ceremony began, but Yuf didn't care; she was there for dinner.

After they had almost finished eating, the two engaged couples went around toasting each other. She told Yan Juwei that she needed to touch up her lipstick and went straight to the sofa room connected to the restroom.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a conversation coming from behind the screen and across the sink.

"What was Yan Juwei thinking, bringing his mistress to an occasion like this? What does he take my sister's engagement for?"

"Alright, stop it. Yu Meng will be back soon. She won't be smug for long; she's just a stand-in."

Yuf squinted one eye to mimic the difference in eye size, and muttered to herself, "Where did this NPC come from?"

After all, it's standard practice for NPCs to say bad things and have the person involved hear it.

However, she could take advantage of the situation, so she touched up her lipstick and applied some color to the corners of her eyes.

Before Yan Juwei, the engaged couple, holding wine glasses, smiled so hard their lips were stiff.

Yanju will wait for Youfu to return before accepting the toast.

Although Yanju Yui didn't think these two rich kids were important people, they still had to respect Yufu.

When toasting, the couple is considered a unit and toasted together. Although Yu Fu and he are not yet husband and wife, they are closer than lovers.