Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

"You shouldn't deliver them anymore." Xie Qingyu pushed the person outside.

"If you don't want me to take you, then I won't. But you can't blame me. I'll take you to a state-run restaurant for lunch tomorrow. Consider it my compensation, okay?" It has to be said that it's really heartbreaking to see an honest person like Feng Qingqing looking so distressed.

"Don't come..." Xie Qingyu's tone was still one of refusal, but it was noticeably weaker.

"You must wait for me tomorrow!" Feng Qingqing knew Xie Qingyu best. Hearing her tone, she knew her heart had softened, so she quickly confirmed it with her.

She really didn't want to target Xie Qingyu.

Two years later, Xie Qingyu's health deteriorated and she was almost done with it. But every time she was pinned down or beaten by Lai Zi at night, she couldn't help but think that it should have been Xie Qingyu who was suffering.

If it weren't for Xie Qingyu, she wouldn't be in this place, and she wouldn't be suffering like this.

She was truly fed up with this kind of life.

He couldn't keep anything at home; even the smallest thing would be stolen and taken to gamble or secretly given to his mistresses. He was penniless.

If Feng Qingqing hadn't insisted on locking up the little food they had, there probably wouldn't be much left by now.

She dared not even take out the little stuff she got from the black market, for fear that if Lai Zi found out, it would all be gone, and she would never be able to see it again.

On the other hand, Xie Qingyu...

As Feng Qingqing watched Xie Qingyu's retreating figure, she could see the fabric of her clothes, which was clearly bought in the city. The clothes were also newly made, without a single patch.

When I held her hand just now, there were only a few calluses on it, probably from the recent autumn harvest. The rest of her hand was soft and smooth, completely different from her rough hands.

Why should she enjoy this kind of life?

Seeing that Xie Qingyu had her own decision, Feng Qingqing refused to let her have it.

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Feng Qingqing arrived as expected the next day.

Xie Qingyu looked a little embarrassed when she saw her coming.

"Let's go." This time, Feng Qingqing didn't just put down her things and leave. Instead, she went up to Xie Qingyu with a smile and invited her to go out together.

The others watched her come in, and they were all curious and gossipy.

Xie Qingyu pursed her lips, but still followed her out.

The older woman standing next to Xie Qingyu looked at her, asking if the two had made up. Xie Qingyu looked a little embarrassed, but didn't say anything and followed her out.

Throughout the journey, Feng Qingqing tried her best to find topics to talk about, bringing up the happier days the two of them had spent together, in an attempt to evoke some of Xie Qingyu's past memories.

When she doesn't say anything discouraging, she actually gives people a better impression; otherwise, the original owner wouldn't have become friends with her.

She looked very honest, but she was also very talkative. Even when Xie Qingyu didn't say much, she kept the conversation flowing.

When they arrived at the state-run restaurant, Feng Qingqing didn't need Xie Qingyu to say anything; she already knew what Xie Qingyu liked. Even though the two of them hadn't eaten well before, she could still remember her preferences.

However, Xie Qingyu was not allowed to order the food, because the budget was limited and the person hosting the dinner naturally had the final say, and there was always room for other suggestions later.

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