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

Yan Juwei never expected that You Fu would come back with red eyes after touching up her makeup.

And they were about to leave with their bags in hand.

Yan Juwei grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms: "What happened? Where did you suffer any injustice?"

Yuf struggled symbolically in his arms twice, but couldn't break free. As if ashamed, she buried her face in his chest and said sullenly, "I want to go home."

Ignoring the bewildered newlyweds still holding their glasses, he took Yuf's arm and strode away from the scene.

Yan Juwei looked displeased, and the groom-to-be, who was already shorter than him, didn't dare to stop him.

The woman's younger sister returned from the restroom just in time to see Yan Juwei leaving. She walked over and asked curiously, "Sister, why did Young Master Yan leave early?"

The bride-to-be pulled the person aside and asked, "You've come at the right time. Did Miss You encounter anyone while she was touching up her makeup? Did anyone offend her?"

The younger sister and her female companion exchanged glances, vaguely realizing that Yuf had overheard their conversation.

But both of them were young ladies from wealthy families, so they didn't take it seriously. Yu Fu heard it, so what? She was just a stand-in temporarily kept by Yan Juwei. The real person was coming back soon, so what was there to be afraid of if she offended her?

The younger sister repeated what she had said in the bathroom: "I didn't say anything wrong, she was just a stand-in—"

The bride-to-be frowned. The two of them didn't bother to lower their voices, and laughter came from the table where Yan Juwei had been sitting.

Zhan Shuliu, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling with a half-smile, teased, "What kind of substitute is she? You don't actually think Xia Yumeng looks like her, do you?"

With Yu Fu's face, where could you find someone who looks like her? She's that beautiful. In her entire life, Zhan Shuliu has only ever seen one person like Yu Fu.

Yu Fu claims to be a stand-in, but her facial resemblance to Xia Yumeng is only 2.5%, and that 2.5% is just Yu Fu's own fabrication.

A year ago, Xia Yumeng broke off her engagement with the Yan family and went to Europe to study. You Fu, who was dragged by her roommate to join a group-buying afternoon tea party, heard about this gossip.

Yuf's roommate at the time was obsessed with playing pranks on older men and dreamed of achieving great success before the age of twenty-five. She frequently attended various socialite parties.

That day, my roommates' afternoon tea party was short of people, so Youfu paid less than 100 yuan to join the group. When we arrived, the socialites took photos but didn't touch the desserts, as they all had to control their sugar intake to maintain their figures. So Youfu enjoyed a high-end French pastry set meal that cost over a thousand yuan all to herself.

A group of glamorous fake socialites sipped red tea and chatted animatedly about the gossip surrounding the wealthy elites of Shanghai.

"...The Xia family has long since fallen out of the top tier. And Xia Yumeng is so arrogant, saying she wanted to have a free love relationship and then ran away abroad."

"So it's true that you ran away from your engagement with Young Master Yan?"

"Yes, my sister happened to be at the CDC that day, and Yan Juwei and his brother were drinking and getting drunk. It was so heartbreaking."

"Damn, so handsome and so devoted, how come I can't get my hands on this kind of good stuff?"

"Then when you're on the operating table next month, try your best to emulate Xia Yumeng. Maybe you can even get a stand-in role."

"It's not impossible, but what does she look like?"

"I have photos here."

The beautiful woman who answered swiped the screen twice and clicked into the WeChat Moments of a playboy rich kid. "Look at this picture. The one on the far left is Xia Yumeng. The one second from the right, turned to the side, is Young Master Yan."

Yuf also joined in the fun and watched for a while.

In the photo, Xia Yumeng is wearing an elegant long dress, her features exquisite. The infatuated man, seemingly unaware that someone is taking pictures, is holding a wine glass and facing the camera at an angle.

But he's very handsome.

Yuf couldn't help but take a second look.

The man had short, slightly wavy hair, a prominent nose that looked even more striking from the side, and a finely sculpted profile. His lips were deep red, and his skin was fair. He smiled casually, a nonchalant air built on wealth and family background.

Yuf picked up a piece of caramel pastry with her fork and chewed it.

It's as if she wants to swallow the alluring male beauty along with it.

The beauties quickly shifted their conversation elsewhere. Although Yan Juwei came from a top-tier family and had a handsome appearance, he was too good for them to handle. It was more practical to talk about which old man was easy to win over.

After having her fill of dessert, Yuf picked up the cloisonné ceramic cup beside her.

Yuf: "Glug glug."

While her roommate and socialite friends were chatting animatedly, one of them took a moment to check on Yuf: "Drink slowly, honey, that's mulled wine."

Yuf: "Okay."

Yuf changed to a smaller sound: "Slurp slurp."

It has a sweet and sour taste, along with the unique aroma of cinnamon.

I didn't feel anything when I first drank it, but gradually it started to make me feel a bit tipsy.

After telling her roommate, Yuf went to the bathroom.

Yuf washed her face with water and dried it, but her face still felt hot.

As she walked back, the man coming towards her looked somewhat familiar.

"Huh?" Yuf stared at the man a few meters away, blinking a few times in surprise.

She had just seen this man in a photo not long ago; he was so handsome he startled her.

The impact of seeing it in person is truly exceptional.

After Yan Juwei finished talking with the directors of the partner company, he came out of the private room well past lunchtime. The tables in the lobby had already been turned over several times for afternoon tea.

Dealing with an old fox is not easy; it takes a lot of time and effort, but the result is good.

Just as Yan Ju was about to head home, he suddenly noticed a very strong gaze.

He looked over and met a pair of moist, round almond-shaped eyes.

Yan Ju was stunned.

The girl with beautiful eyes stared intently at him, completely absorbed in his gaze.

Yan Juwei was no stranger to shy and timid looks of affection, but the one in front of him was really bold.

Their pupils glowed, with a sweet caramel color.

Even when caught staring at someone, they don't flinch; instead, they stare even more intently.

When his gaze swept over her, the girl even gave him a particularly cute smile.

Could it be that we know each other? Yan Juwei was puzzled and quickly dismissed the idea.

He could never forget a girl who was so special.

It's incredible, and it's incredibly beautiful.

As Yan Juwei brushed past her, she covered her mouth and burped like a startled little animal.

A burp brought Yuf's dizzy head back to normal.

She calmed down instantly and lowered her head.

What the heck?! Why are there hiccups here?!

It's all the little cake's fault, it's all the mulled wine's fault, it's all the man's fault.

Yuf heard a barely audible chuckle and almost fainted for a moment.

She stomped back angrily, head down. "You jerk! You're just making fun of me like this! Do you think hiccups are anything funny? You think I care? Ridiculous! I don't feel embarrassed at all hiccuping in front of a handsome guy I just met, sob sob sob."

Yanju Yu could obviously see that Yufu was furious; the bow hair clip on her head seemed to be stretching out as if to say, "I'm very angry."

I didn't really want to just watch her leave.

Yan Juwei followed for two steps, but didn't want to appear too reckless.

Fortunately, Yu Fu suddenly turned around and approached him, almost bumping into him. Yan Juwei quickly steadied her shoulder, saying, "Be careful."

Yuf still couldn't swallow her anger, and she demanded, "What were you thinking just now?"

Why are you laughing at me!

Yanju Wei: "I'm thinking..."

It was a little embarrassing to say, but he instinctively blurted out the truth: "...It's cute."

Yu Fu looked at him with a bitter and resentful expression. Cute? What's cute? Xia Yumeng?