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Green Tea Girl
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"Gan Sisi, you are not wrong; everyone wants to live a good life."
I repeated this phrase to the girl in the mirror, word by word, as if it would give me courage.
Born into a low-income family, with both parents being deaf-mutes, I vaguely understood at the age of four that when adults said "a golden phoenix raised in a shabby nest," they were complimenting my looks.
With double eyelids, big eyes, and fair skin, I have indeed been cute since childhood.
Once I realized that flashing my big eyes and smiling sweetly would earn me treats, I began to charm everyone with my smiles.
In middle school, I was collectively ostracized by all the girls in my class.
The reason was simple: the class's top male student, whom most of the girls liked, secretly slipped his class notes into my desk.
I even tried to ingratiate myself with them shamelessly.
Until one day, I overheard a few girls who pretended to be friendly with me gossiping in the bathroom stall, calling me a two-faced bitch who only pretended to be innocent to attract boys.
That day, I fought fiercely with those girls.
From then on, I never made friends with any girl again.
I decided to embrace my beauty and use it to my advantage.
During exams, someone helped me cheat; during cleaning duties, someone volunteered to take my place; even for homework, others did it for me.
However, after three years in middle school like this, I ended up with almost nothing and had to attend a vocational school.
At vocational school, I was still all alone. The boys at school nicknamed me "Cold Beauty."
I have many admirers, but Li Qi is the most special among them.
He is cool and rarely speaks. Unlike other boys who shower me with flowers and snacks every day, he unexpectedly tosses me a bag, a pair of shoes, or a necklace.
I accept everything until that day when he threw me a phone. I recognized the brand: iPhone.
I knew that phone was quite expensive, nearly equivalent to my living expenses for a year.
After hesitating for a moment, I returned the phone to him. He seemed a bit surprised and asked me in return:
"Don't you like it?"
I shook my head and replied:
"It's too expensive."
A barely noticeable smile flickered across his lips before he casually said:
"It's not more expensive than the necklace and bag I gave you."
I was taken aback; I didn't know much about brands. My clothes and shoes were all from Taobao, and I assumed the things he gave me were similar.
That day, after returning to my dormitory, I searched on Baidu for a long time before realizing:
The white sneakers actually cost several thousand yuan.
The necklace, which wasn't even gold, was worth over ten thousand yuan.
I became Li Qi's girlfriend.
Although he never took me to meet his family and friends, he often brought me to the mall to eat and shop.
He introduced me to a whole new and different world.
In fact, he treated me the same as before, but I felt a change within myself.
I began to feel anxious, fearing that I might lose him.
I knew that I didn't have a prestigious family background or impressive talents; what attracted him was merely my appearance.
When Li Qi tentatively suggested spending the night out, I hesitated for just a moment before agreeing.
If my body was a means to keep him, then I was willing.
That day, he took me to a five-star hotel.
It was my first time stepping into such a high-class hotel, and everything inside made me feel flustered.
Li Qi noticed my unease and kindly let me sit on the sofa in the lobby while he checked in.
I sat on the lobby sofa, tightly clutching my bag, watching him register at the front desk, my heart racing.
Once he finished checking in, he took my hand and led me upstairs.
In the elevator, it was just the two of us.
He suddenly pulled me close and whispered softly in my ear, "It's safe here, nothing to worry about."
Looking at his handsome profile, I felt a playful urge rise within me.
Taking advantage of his moment of distraction, I stood on my tiptoes and playfully bit the back of his ear.
Of course, I bit gently.
Rather than a bite, it was more like a light kiss.
Li Qi's ear turned bright red.
He tightened his grip around me, squeezing me tightly.
I buried my head in his chest and could clearly hear the thumping of his heartbeat.
I raised my hand and slowly traced circles on his chest.
Soon, I heard him grit his teeth, his voice trembling as he said, "Gan Sisi, I will definitely not let you off today."
As soon as the door closed, Li Qi pounced on me like a hungry wolf, pushing me down onto the soft bed.
I thought that this kind of relationship would keep Li Qi with me.
Let me finally become his bride.
Unfortunately, all my efforts ultimately fell short against the harsh reality.
Graduation meant breaking up; he quickly waved goodbye without any lingering feelings for me.
Yet, I found myself deeply entangled in the vanity world that Li Qi introduced to me.
I knew that without a solid education or family background, the only way to live a good life was to leverage my looks.
With my slender figure, charming beauty, sense of fashion, and a bit of cleverness, I soon landed a receptionist position at a large company.
I started my job with high spirits, not focusing on how to do my work well, but rather on how to snag a wealthy husband here.
I had done my research; this was a publicly listed financial company filled with single elites earning over a million annually.
However, I was surprised to find that my beauty had no effect here at all.
Everyone was polite on the surface; they thanked me profusely whenever I delivered packages, but not one person showed any interest or affection towards me.
I wanted to strike up a conversation, but the terms they tossed around—"IPO," "CPI," "CAMELS"—left me completely out of the loop.
Before long, I resigned in frustration.
I adjusted my strategy and reapplied for a receptionist position at a trading company.
I understood that while this type of company might not match the financial industry, the income was decent and, more importantly, it felt more down-to-earth.
I was just unlucky; the new company didn't have a single eligible bachelor in sight.
As I was feeling dejected and contemplating resigning again, an unexpected opportunity suddenly appeared.
Liu Jia came that day to visit the boss.
He was wearing a suit that didn't fit him well, and his short and chubby appearance made him look somewhat foolish.
I impatiently asked him, "Do you have an appointment?"
His round face turned bright red as he humbly handed me his business card, saying, "I have an appointment."
I took the card and saw: General Manager Liu Jia of Chenxu Import and Export Trading Company.
I couldn't help but scoff internally, thinking how some fly-by-night company dared to call itself a general manager.
I called the general office to inquire, and Secretary Sun answered the phone quite politely: "Is Manager Liu here? Please let him in."
I glanced at the chubby man with some suspicion, and my attitude shifted to be a bit more respectful: "Manager Liu, please."
After passing through the finance department, I asked the well-known "Little Trumpet," Lu Hui:
"Sister Lu, who is that Manager Liu from Chen Xu's company?"
Lu Hui smiled mysteriously at me:
"Is it little Manager Liu who's here? Let me tell you, don't be fooled by his unremarkable appearance; he is actually the son of Chen Xu and quite wealthy."
I stuck out my tongue:
"I really didn't see that coming. I thought he was just some salesperson."
Lu Hui rolled her eyes at me:
"Uncultured! Go on, get back to work."
That day after work, I saw Liu Jia standing at the company entrance. Curiously, I glanced at him and quickly walked over.
However, Liu Jia stepped forward and called out to me:
"Miss Gan."
I stopped in surprise and looked at him:
"Is there something you need, Manager Liu?"
Liu Jia's chubby face was glistening with sweat, whether from nervousness or heat, I couldn't tell.
"Miss Gan, um... can I invite you to dinner?"
I frowned slightly, about to refuse, when I heard Lu Hui's words in my ear:
"Chen Xu's young master is quite wealthy."
I slowly nodded:
"Sure."
Liu Jia was very excited and hurried a few steps to open the car door for me.
I glanced at the car: a Benz.
Once inside, the driver respectfully asked:
"Manager Liu, where are you headed?"
"Liu Jia turned to me and politely asked, "Miss Gan, what kind of cuisine do you like?"
I am not picky about food and shook my head nonchalantly:
"I'm fine with anything."
Liu Jia then instructed:
"Go to Changnan Road."
It was my first time entering a members-only club. It wasn't particularly luxurious, but it was quiet and comfortable.
A tall woman in a qipao greeted us with a smile and led us into a room:
"What would Manager Liu like today?"
I looked around and didn't see a menu, feeling a bit flustered, fearing I would hesitate when he asked what I wanted to eat.
I could only feign calmness as I fiddled with my hair.
But he simply said:
"Just the usual."
The woman nodded slightly and stepped back.
I couldn't remember what we ate that night; I was focused on maintaining my figure and had little interest in food.
However, I was impressed by Liu Jia's composure and ease that evening. Although it didn't enhance his charm, I had to admit that the confidence and nonchalance of wealthy people were particularly appealing to me.
Liu Jia showed a strong interest in me, but I felt hesitant.
He didn't quite meet my expectations; he only possessed one of the three traits: tall, rich, or handsome. If it weren't for his wealth, I probably wouldn't have even glanced at him.
But after experiencing several setbacks, I understood that wealthy individuals weren't fools. Someone like me, just a pretty face, likely wouldn't attract the attention of a true high-class man.
After weighing my options, I began to half-heartedly dangle myself in front of Liu Jia.
However, Liu Jia was truly captivated by me. The more I kept my distance, the more he pursued me relentlessly, showering me with gifts that came pouring in like a deluge.
Eventually, I succumbed; with my monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, I couldn't even afford a single handbag in a year.
But having learned from Li Qi's experience, I became more cautious.
I didn't want to be a plaything for a wealthy family; I aimed to successfully marry into one.
So I firmly told Liu Jia, "We can only live together after we get married."
After saying this, I felt a bit anxious, fearing that Liu Jia might back off.
To my surprise, Liu Jia excitedly hugged me and said, "Sisi, I knew it! You are a good girl who values herself. I liked you the moment I saw you. I will marry you, so don't worry."
I smiled sweetly at him and replied, "Thank you for understanding me, dear. Although my family is poor, my parents are quite strict."
Liu Jia took me to meet his parents.
Liu Jia's father was sharp and capable; he was polite to me, but I could sense his disdain.
Liu Jia's mother directly scolded him, saying:
"How old are you? Can't you tell what's important? You can bring anyone home, but I don't care how you play outside; bringing someone home is not acceptable."
I sat on the sofa with a pale face, my head lowered in silence.
Liu Jia approached his mother with a grin, trying to appease her:
"Mom, weren't you hoping I'd get married? Look, I've brought my girlfriend home for you."
Liu Jia's mother snorted coldly:
"I think you've lost your mind. I wanted you to find a proper partner, not just bring anyone home."
She cast a sideways glance at me, looking down from her high position.
I suppressed my humiliation and stood up to introduce myself:
"Hello, Uncle and Auntie, my name is Gan Sisi, and I am Liu Jia's girlfriend."
Liu Jia's mother didn't respond, and his father stepped in to ease the tension:
"Alright, alright, Miss Gan is here for the first time. Let's eat first."
That meal was naturally tasteless.
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