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World 1: Green Tea Novice Abuses a Scumbag and Stomps the Mistress

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Jiang Mu was driving when she received Qin Zhiye’s call.

“What is it?” Jiang Mu’s voice held no discernible emotion, though her tone was gentle.

There was a moment of silence on the other end before he said, “I want to see you.”

Jiang Mu tapped the steering wheel twice with her index finger and replied with a helpless tone, “Zhiye… we’ve already broken up.”

“I know, but… why did we break up? Weren’t we doing fine together?” Qin Zhiye’s voice was heavy with pain; he couldn’t accept that Jiang Mu wanted to end things with him.

A week ago, when Jiang Mu first brought up breaking up, he didn’t take it seriously. He thought she would come back sooner or later. After all, when they were together, Jiang Mu liked him so much.

But in the past three days, Jiang Mu hadn’t sent him a single message. Even when he posted photos on his Moments of him hanging out with his bros at a bar, she didn’t react at all.

Qin Zhiye had been wanting to reach out to Jiang Mu, but he said some harsh things during the breakup. Now, bowing his head, he really had no face.

It wasn’t until today, when he heard that Jiang Mu had shown up at the SY club with a guy yesterday, that he finally realized she was serious about the breakup, and she probably already had a new boyfriend.

After downing a few bottles of alcohol, unable to let go, he called Jiang Mu.

“Do breakups need a reason? If you want to hear one, I could give you countless,” Jiang Mu said with a faint smile, her voice soft enough to pinch out water.

Her voice was as usual, but her words were so cruel that he could hardly accept them.

Qin Zhiye: “Did you never love me at all?”

“Is there any point in asking this now?” Jiang Mu said with a laugh. “We’re all adults. A breakup doesn’t need to be this troublesome.”

Qin Zhiye was on the verge of breaking down. “Jiang Mu, you’re really a scum. Back then, when Luo Ming warned me, I didn’t believe him.”

Jiang Mu suddenly let out a laugh. “Luo Ming? He told you about me?”

She paused. “Well, I guess he would, he’s been through it himself.”

“What do you mean? You two…” The information hit him too fast; he couldn’t process it.

Luo Ming was his best bro.

“Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up. Go home early, and don’t drink too much,” Jiang Mu said indifferently.

Jiang Mu tossed her phone onto the passenger seat and continued driving when it rang twice.

Two messages came in almost simultaneously.

One was from Qin Zhiye, the other from her new boyfriend, Meng Yuan.

Qin Zhiye: [I really love you, Mumu. Come back to me, okay?]

Meng Yuan: [I’m here, waiting for you. I ordered champagne.]

Jiang Mu ignored Qin Zhiye’s message and picked up her phone, preparing to reply to Meng Yuan.

Suddenly, a strong, blinding light flashed ahead. She looked up to see a large truck crashing into an SUV. Her heart jumped, and she quickly turned the steering wheel sharply. Who would’ve thought that another car came speeding from the right intersection?

The moment she collided, her mind went blank. Then came the searing pain of her soul being torn apart; she quickly lost consciousness.

When Jiang Mu opened her eyes again, she was already in a different place.

She was lying in a bathtub, her body completely frozen. The water in the tub had long gone cold, submerging most of her body.

What was going on?

Jiang Mu quickly stood up from the tub. Because she moved too fast, she made a loud splash.

Water slid down her bare body, and once she stepped out of the tub, the cold only worsened.

Frowning tightly, Jiang Mu turned to look at herself in the mirror and was shocked to find a different woman’s face staring back at her.

Her complexion was extremely pale, with no hint of blood, but because the woman had very delicate and elegant features, even without color on her face, she still possessed an eerie kind of beauty.

Jiang Mu pinched herself and felt pain.

Did she transmigrate into someone else’s body?

Jiang Mu stared at the mirror for a long time and finally began to calm down.

She quickly found a clean towel to wrap around herself. As her body gradually warmed up and the chill faded, a sudden headache hit her. A flood of memories that didn’t belong to her surged into her mind.

The original owner’s name was also Jiang Mu. She had just turned thirty this year. Both her parents had passed away, leaving her a huge inheritance. To outsiders, she was a billionaire, deeply in love with her husband, had a respectable job, and a cute daughter. She was the envy of all, a woman living the perfect life.

The original Jiang Mu used to think so, too.

Until a week ago, she discovered that her husband was seeing another woman.

As someone who always pursued perfection, she couldn’t accept such a truth. But she also didn’t want to give up the marriage she had spent years building, nor did she want her child to lose her father. At first, she chose to endure it. But then, more and more unbearable truths came to light.

It turned out her husband had started fooling around two years ago, and he’d already been with his current mistress for over a year.

All their mutual friends knew about it, but no one told her the truth. Everyone helped her husband keep it from her.

Her own daughter had even been taken out by her husband to play with that woman. While she was abroad for further studies, that woman had even come to their house.

After learning all this, the original owner broke down. Her lifelong pursuit of perfection shattered, her spirit took a massive hit, and she became mentally unstable. She needed medication just to fall asleep. In the end, she chose to end her life.

Jiang Mu had transmigrated at the exact time the original owner had just discovered her husband’s affair.

Now that she had accepted the reality of transmigrating, Jiang Mu sighed. She found some clothes in the bathroom and got dressed. While drying her hair, she started to think about her current situation.

Although she had gone from an unmarried young woman to a thirty-year-old married one, Jiang Mu didn’t feel particularly upset. After all, she had already died. Being reborn was a stroke of luck. Besides, the original body was better looking and richer than in her previous life, so there was nothing to complain about.

As long as she could handle the current crisis, she could live freely and comfortably again.

However, the matter of taking care of the child was still slightly troublesome. She’d just have to take it one step at a time. Who knows, maybe she’d discover some maternal instincts.

Just as Jiang Mu was thinking this, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

[Successfully bound to host. Connecting now.]

What was that voice?

Jiang Mu was startled.

[I’m the system that brought you to this world and gave you a second life. You can call me Xiao Lu^[1]Little Green.]

Jiang Mu: …

Can’t even escape the green anywhere.

Was it because the original owner got greened^[2]Cuckolded  that she ended up bound to a system called Xiao Lu?

System: [No, it’s because my full name is Green Tea System. So I’m called Xiao Lu.]

Jiang Mu’s expression turned complicated. It was she who thought too simply.

[If Host wants to stay alive, you must complete the missions assigned by the system. Otherwise, you’ll return to your original world.]

The original world…

Didn’t she already die in a car crash?

What’s the point of going back? Go back to die?

Jiang Mu paused, swallowed her complaints, and asked, “What kind of missions?”

[Your ultimate mission is to become the King of Green Tea,^[3]I just followed the raw for the title, hence Green Tea Queen, but for the content here, they used King. outplay all the bi**** under heaven and change the world’s narrow-minded view of green tea types.]

Jiang Mu was a little surprised. There was actually a mission system like this?

How interesting.

[The system requires you to embody a true green tea—every word and action must align with the green tea image. But you also have to stand out. Your green tea charm must be unique. Only then can you be called the King of Green Tea.]

Jiang Mu asked, “Do I really have to be a green tea? Wouldn’t it be better if I just went all-out as a scum Sea King? I’m clearly built for that. Having me play green tea feels like a waste of talent.”

System: [If you say that, Host, then you’re underestimating the art of green tea. There are low-tier and high-tier green teas. What we aim for is top-tier. Besides, a scum woman who doesn’t have any green tea skills only ends up hurting people—that’s not true scum. A true scum woman is gentle like the ocean. Even when someone knows she’s scum, they still can’t let go and can’t bear to leave. That’s the pinnacle of green tea.]

Jiang Mu couldn’t hold back a laugh. “Didn’t expect that, ah. System actually knows the stuff. Not bad.”

System: […Of course. We were professionally trained.

Jiang Mu: “Alright, alright.”

System: [And don’t worry, Host, you won’t be working for free. The system will reward you with lots of benefits oh.]

“What kind of benefits?”

[There are lots of rewards ya. Every time your Green Tea Index increases, you’ll gain benefits, like enhanced beauty stats. Completing the original host’s wish will also earn you rewards. You can choose to level up your skills, such as acting, intelligence, cooking, etc…]

At that, Jiang Mu’s eyes lit up, but she didn’t miss another point hidden in Xiao Lu’s words. “What do you mean by completing the original host’s wish?”

The system continued explaining: [To put it simply, I’ve sent you to train across three thousand worlds so that you can become the King of Green Tea. But entering each world comes at a cost, and that cost is to fulfill the original host’s wish. Once the wish is fulfilled, you earn skill points and move on to the next world oh, until you become the true Green Tea King.]

Jiang Mu understood now. It was actually pretty easy to grasp—just like a role-playing game, where each level came with a wish, and completing it earned you rewards and opened up the next level.

“So what’s the wish this time?”

“After the original host took her own life, she regretted it. Her wish is to torment the scumbag husband and the mistress—an eye for an eye, to make them reap what they sowed. And to take good care of her child. The degree to which you complete the wish directly affects your final reward.”

Jiang Mu nodded. This wish was more or less what she expected.

“Alright.” Jiang Mu shrugged nonchalantly, which was her way of agreeing to the deal.

Honestly, she thought it sounded pretty fun.

At that moment, footsteps came pattering from upstairs.

Jiang Mu turned toward the stairs and saw a little girl in a pink, puffy tutu dress running down toward her.

It was the original body’s daughter, Chu Ying, nicknamed Yingying.

“Mommy, mommy.”

Three-year-old Chu Ying was incredibly adorable, with rosy, fair skin and big, round eyes that made people instantly fond of her.

It was Jiang Mu’s first time being called Mommy, and she couldn’t help but find it novel. She looked at Chu Ying gently and said, “Hmm? Why isn’t Yingying asleep yet?”

“Daddy hasn’t come back yet. He promised to read me a story.” Chu Ying was already very sleepy; her eyelids were drooping.

She had been spoiled since birth and loved listening to her father’s stories. She was also more attached to him.

Jiang Mu looked at Chu Ying and thought: That dog man should be with his mistress at this time. How could he still remember to come back and read to you?

The original host used to trust her husband completely. She never suspected he’d be fooling around behind her back.

It was also because that dog man was too good at pretending; he hid it well, and with so many people helping him, no wonder the original host had been kept in the dark for so long.

If it hadn’t been for the support of her family back then, how would that dog man have ever become the CEO of a publicly listed company?

Now that the phoenix man had risen, he’d already forgotten the vows he once made.

Jiang Mu sneered inwardly. If it came to dealing with scumbags, she knew what she was doing.

Could he out-scum her?

Once a woman turns scummy, men don’t matter anymore.

Looking at Chu Ying, who was staring at her with wide, expectant eyes, Jiang Mu smiled and said, “Then let’s call Daddy together and ask him to come home to read you a story.”

Chu Ying was a little surprised.

Mommy had never let her disturb Daddy before.

Chu Ying: “Really?”

Jiang Mu: “Mm, of course.”

Just the thing to mess up that dog man and his lover.

Jiang Mu took out her phone and quickly found her husband Chu Shuo’s number to dial.

Naturally, the first call went unanswered.

One could only imagine what that dog man and woman were doing right now.

Jiang Mu decisively dialed again.

After ringing for a while, Chu Shuo finally answered the phone.

“Wife, what’s so urgent? I’m still in a meeting over here. I’ll be home a bit late.”

Hearing Chu Shuo’s pretentious tone, Jiang Mu found it laughable.

Jiang Mu: “You’re still in a meeting this late, ah? Husband, you’re working so hard.”

Chu Shuo felt a little awkward and cleared his throat. “You should go to bed early, don’t wait for me.”

But Jiang Mu’s voice suddenly sounded so gentle, it was unusually pleasant.

In Chu Shuo’s eyes, his wife had always been very dignified and conservative, not the type to know how to flirt.

“But Yingying and I really miss you. Yingying is waiting for you to come back and read her a story. She won’t sleep until you do. Aiya… isn’t it inconvenient for you right now ah? Maybe I should just hang up. Anyway, Yingying and I are already used to you being so busy, it’s fine.”

System: [Ding! Green Tea Index increased. Fine lines on face reduced.]

Chu Shuo was stunned by her words, momentarily unable to react. Jiang Mu had never said anything like this to him before.

He glanced at the woman lying on his chest, met her moist and charming eyes, but in his mind, Jiang Mu’s face suddenly appeared. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, “There’s no inconvenience. I’ll come back as soon as I’m done here.”

He even deliberately softened his tone.

Who would have expected Jiang Mu’s next sentence to be: “Oh, you have to finish up ah? Ai… Husband, if you can’t finish, just sleep over there and don’t come back. Wouldn’t want you to get drained dry and end up too tired to drive, get into a car accident, and die.”

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The author has something to say:

Opened a new story la,

Back to writing quick transmigration again,

Still the same familiar formula,

Scummy and unrestrained, carry out dog-blood to the end. No need to use your brain, just read for fun.

The first arc is totally letting loose.

I’m vain, sensitive, and full of passion,

So every comment and reaction fuels my writing.

Please don’t hold back, leave lots of messages, I read every single one. Love you all.