Chu Meng continued her tirade, gripping Lili's collar as her face contorted with rage.
"Do you even realize? Last night, I saw Ye Xuan, and he was driving a 90-million-yuan sports car! Meanwhile, I was standing there, humiliated, being mocked by him! This is all your fault! If you had told me, I would have gone on that date, and everything would have been perfect!"
Lili, who had been enjoying Chu Meng's misfortune, found this outburst utterly satisfying.
There's nothing better than seeing your frenemy fail miserably.
Laughing coldly, Lili retorted, "Look at yourself in the mirror. You? Fit for Ye Xuan? Only I'm good enough for him! Want to know the truth? The moment you showed me those WeChat messages, I knew it was Ye Xuan, my classmate, the one with the fancy car. But I didn't tell you—because you don't deserve him! Ye Xuan is mine!"
"Ah! So it was you!" Chu Meng exploded, her temper completely unchecked.
"You traitor! I'll kill you!"
She grabbed Lili's hair.
Thus began the ultimate "Green Tea" Catfight.
Plastic sisterhood shattered, their friendship boat capsized.
Hair was pulled, clothes were torn—this was a true "Green Tea" Showdown.
"You ruined my chances with Ye Xuan! Do you even know how bad things are for me now? My mom won't even let me come home!" Chu Meng screamed.
"Hah! Serves you right!" Lili shot back. "Who do you think you are, going after my Ye Xuan? You should look in the mirror first, you miserable wretch!"
The brawl escalated until the neighbors called the police.
When the officers arrived 20 minutes later, both women were disheveled and bruised, their hair a mess and their clothes barely intact.
The cops were stunned.
One officer muttered under his breath, "Damn, these two are something else."
"Alright, you're both coming with us!"
The officers scolded them harshly before taking them to the station for questioning.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan, blissfully unaware of the drama, was busy delivering packages.
One of his delivery routes included a luxurious villa neighborhood.
Dialing a customer, he asked, "Hi, are you home?"
The voice on the other end was a soft, nervous woman.
"Don't come yet! My husband is home!" she whispered.
Ye Xuan: "???"
(⊙?⊙)
What does your husband being home have to do with me delivering your package?
"I'm just here to deliver a package."
"Oh, in that case, come over. I'm home."
Ye Xuan: "…"
What is even happening here?
Driving to the villa, he passed through the strict security easily; wealthy residents often refused to fetch their packages, so delivery drivers were a common sight.
Arriving at the specified villa, Ye Xuan rang the doorbell.
The gate opened slowly, and a beautiful woman—easily an 85/100—beckoned to him.
"Come on in, delivery boy."
The woman blushed slightly upon seeing Ye Xuan's striking looks, her earlier nervousness turning into mild embarrassment.
Ye Xuan, noticing her hesitation, smiled politely.
"Everyone has their privacy. I'm just here to deliver your package—it's none of my business."
"Oh…" The woman sighed in relief, glancing at Ye Xuan with an unreadable expression before signing for the package.
Ye Xuan quickly left, thinking, What kind of situations do these people get themselves into?
As he drove off, the woman stood by the gate, watching him leave. With a mischievous smile, she murmured,
"That delivery boy is so handsome… I must have scared him. Such a pure, innocent soul—adorable."
Ye Xuan's next delivery was also within the villa community, at a residence called "Wangchuan Pavilion."
He rang the doorbell.
"This is SF Express."
"Come on in! I'm on the second floor—just come up and find me."
Ye Xuan sighed.
What is with these people? Can't they just come downstairs?
Entering the villa, he climbed the stairs, where he was greeted by another woman, this time with only average looks—70/100 at best.
Seeing Ye Xuan, her eyes lit up with excitement. "Come in, come in!"
"I have other deliveries to make," Ye Xuan replied, trying to excuse himself. "I really can't stay long."
"Oh, don't be in such a rush!" the woman insisted. "I need your help with something, delivery boy. Really, it's important!"
"What is it?" Ye Xuan asked, exasperated.
The woman led him into a room, sitting down and gesturing to her computer.
"I'm trying to pick out some clothes. Can you help me decide which ones look best? You see, I'm divorced and single, so I don't have anyone to ask. Please, just help me!"
Ye Xuan: "???"
How does this involve me?
"I'm not great at shopping," he said, trying to remain polite.
"Don't worry, just tell me which one looks good!" she replied, batting her eyelashes.
Reluctantly, Ye Xuan glanced at the screen.
His eyes widened, and he immediately looked away.
What kind of clothes are these?!
"Nope, nope, I'm not looking. I'm still a pure boy!" Ye Xuan thought, quickly excusing himself and leaving.
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