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

"Qingyu is back? Did you meet Zhou He? How did it go?" As soon as Xie Qingyu returned home, her current wife, Wang Meilin, asked impatiently.

"Zhou He will not marry anyone but Qingqing," Xie Qingyu said quietly, then turned and went back to her room.

They completely ignored Wang Meilin's attempt to continue asking questions.

"You ill-mannered thing!" Wang Meilin's voice came from behind Xie Qingyu.

Xie Qingyu turned around, "You are a well-mannered person."

"You!" Wang Meilin probably didn't expect Xie Qingyu to talk to her like that, and for a moment she didn't react. She just watched Xie Qingyu go upstairs to her room.

It's probably because bringing Xie Qingyu back was useful that her room wasn't the maid's room downstairs.

Xie Qingyu went into the room and looked at the person reflected in the mirror.

Her smooth hair was loose, and her thick bangs covered most of her beautiful face. The two clothes she was wearing looked expensive, but upon closer inspection, it was clear that they didn't fit her at all, and looked like they were someone else's clothes.

She opened the wardrobe; there were quite a few clothes inside, but none of them suited Xie Qingyu.

Clearly, these clothes were given to her by Xie Qingqing out of "kindness".

Xie Qingyu closed the wardrobe again, took out the card her father had mentioned for her, and turned to leave.

Wang Meilin downstairs is no longer in the living room.

"Throw away all the clothes in my closet," Xie Qingyu said casually as she passed the maid on her way downstairs.

The maid looked surprised upon hearing this, and it took her a while to realize that Xie Qingyu was talking to her.

Xie Qingyu had already left.

Although the Xie family lives in an affluent area, they are not yet able to afford a villa halfway up the mountain.

You can still get a taxi when you go out.

Xie Qingyu first randomly went to a bank ATM to check how much money was in the card her father had given her. Looking at the 200,000 yuan on it, Xie Qingyu even raised an eyebrow.

For a daughter brought back from the countryside, 200,000 yuan is already a huge sum of money.

In reality, it was just the price of a bag that Wang Meilin and her daughter bought casually.

When Xie's father told me about it, I thought there was a lot of money in that card.

However, not having enough money didn't matter. Xie Qingyu went to a styling salon first. The expensive decor made it clear that it wasn't a place for ordinary people. Even the young man at the front desk was a little surprised to see her, but he still came over with great professionalism.

"Hello ma'am, would you like to change your image?" The young man twirled his hand in the air, seemingly unsure of how to describe it.

"We have professional stylists who can redesign your image from head to toe, but the cost might be a little bit..." the stylist said tactfully.

"Are there any stylists available right now?" Xie Qingyu held up the card in her hand. "If so, please arrange one for me as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes! Please come in, ma'am." The young man smiled.

With the right money, the right service will naturally follow.

When Xie Qingyu walked out, she looked like a completely different person. Her curly hair was draped behind her, revealing her delicate features. Her striking red lips complemented her perfectly, and her curvaceous figure was fully displayed by her well-fitting clothes. The clattering sound of her high heels seemed to pound on one's heart with every step, making one's heart beat faster.

"Take care, beautiful lady!" The receptionist's voice was loud, but he didn't realize that his heart was pounding.

Xie Qingyu refused to have before-and-after photos taken from the beginning, so now the stylists in the shop can only watch her walk away from the window.

If they could release her before-and-after photos, I wonder how many customers they could attract to their store.

Fortunately, he added her on WeChat, so she can remember him when she needs her hair styled.

Xie Qingyu had no idea what the stylist was thinking.

She went to a store in the mall, asked the shop assistant to pack up the items she had chosen, and only stopped when the two shop assistants following behind could no longer carry them all.

While the shop assistant was packing the orders, Xie Qingyu sat on the sofa in the shop and made a phone call.

"What's wrong?" The voice on the other end sounded impatient.

"Dad, the money in the card you gave me isn't enough." Xie Qingyu called out sweetly, but her face was expressionless, creating a striking contrast.

"What did you buy?" Mr. Xie asked from the other end of the line.

Xie Qingyu didn't speak. Xie's father, who seemed to remember that it was he who asked Xie Qingyu to buy clothes, could only say, "I'll transfer some more to you. Just enough to wear is fine."

Xie Qingyu showed no expression as she looked at the 20 yuan that had been deposited back into her phone.

Even if it's a biological daughter, there's no emotional bond if you've never raised her.

Giving Xie Qingyu 20 yuan is no different from giving her a beggar's money.

The original owner's mother left behind more than just this much property; Xie Qingyu didn't have enough money to spend, but she wanted to get it back.

Xie Qingyu put away her phone and swiped her card before leaving.

She had no idea that another tall man was sitting in a semi-open VIP box surrounded by greenery behind the sofa she had just been sitting on.

A man no one dared to approach.

He listened to her entire phone call, and his assistant, who was beside him, had obviously listened to it from beginning to end as well, and then saw the smile on his boss's lips.

This made Assistant Feng swallow the words he was about to say.

Forget it. Although this woman is very beautiful, she looks like she has a temper and is not suitable to treat the boss. It seems that only Xie Qingqing from the Xie family is suitable.

As Assistant Feng was thinking this, she received a call from Xie Qingqing.

Assistant Feng glanced at the name on the screen and paused for a moment, carefully displaying it to Zhou Shenye as if afraid of offending him.

Zhou Shenye slowly turned the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, the smile on his lips fading away.

"Yes," Zhou Shenye said succinctly.

Assistant Feng answered the phone and put it on speakerphone, "Hello?"

Xie Qingqing's voice came from the other end, "Is this Mr. Zhou?"

"Hello, Ms. Qingqing," Assistant Feng said.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou!" came the girl's playful voice, innocent and energetic.

"Miss Qingqing, is there something you need on your call?" Assistant Feng asked promptly.

The girl on the other end fell silent for a moment before hesitantly speaking, "It's not me, it's my older sister. She might need Mr. Zhou's help with some things..."

The story of the swapped marriage takes on a different form when told by the young girl: her older sister, who is recuperating in the countryside, was mistakenly married off to her. She doesn't want anything that belongs to her sister, and now that her sister has returned, she wants to return the marriage to her. However, Zhou He's side disagrees...

Finally, the girl subtly expressed that she already had someone she liked and had no feelings for Zhou He at all.

Clearly, the person she was looking for was 'Mr. Zhou' on the other end of the phone.