Volume 1 Chapter 3: Being a Fresh and Refined Little Green Tea
Shen He was seething with hatred inside, yet her tone remained calm: "I had a hypoglycemic episode, felt a bit dizzy, nothing serious."
"You…" Mu Tingyun sighed in relief. "You have hypoglycemia, why didn't you tell me? Don't run on an empty stomach from now on…"
After giving Shen He a long-winded list of reminders, Mu Tingyun finally hung up.
Twenty minutes later, a delivery person knocked on the door, bringing a large assortment of supplements suitable for people with hypoglycemia, along with a bouquet of Black Magic roses.
Black Magic is a deep crimson rose with velvety-textured petals, symbolizing a profound and noble soul.
This was clearly Mu Tingyun's taste, much like his love with Qin Yinong—grand and deep, dark to the point of crimson.
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At six in the evening, Mu Tingyun arrived at the apartment.
He rang the doorbell, and when Shen He opened the door, he naturally stepped forward to enter.
Shen He blocked the doorway with one leg, her right hand held up in front of Mu Tingyun, her tone icy: "Wait for me outside."
Mu Tingyun smiled at the hand in front of his chest, amused as he said, "What's going on today? Not inviting me in for a sit?"
Shen He explained with a straight face: "A man and a woman alone in a room—people will gossip if they see."
The thought of Mu Tingyun whispering sweet nothings to her while secretly being intimate with Qin Yinong made Shen He feel sick.
A scumbag's filthy body isn't worthy of stepping into a fairy's magic castle!
Mu Tingyun simply thought this was some new kind of flirtation, so he played along and stood outside the door, smiling as he said, "Then hurry up, Miss Shen."
Mu Tingyun knew exactly when to advance and retreat, everywhere displaying the demeanor of a scion from an aristocratic family.
Shen He only found him hypocritical.
Coldly closing the door, Shen He returned to the kitchen, drank a glass of warm water to dispel the disgust in her heart, then changed into high heels, grabbed her bag, and went downstairs with Mu Tingyun.
After exiting the elevator, Shen He walked side by side with Mu Tingyun in the underground parking garage, occasionally glancing up at him.
Noticing her little actions, Mu Tingyun's lips curled into a smile, like a noble young master helplessly indulging his girlfriend's whims.
He asked Shen He, "What are you looking at?"
Shen He pursed her lips into a faint smile and said, "I'm seeing how tall you are."
"You already know, I'm 185 cm tall." Mu Tingyun was 24 years old, a young man with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a sexy physique.
High looks, tall stature, high family status—Mu Tingyun indeed had the qualities to make women infatuated.
Nodding, Shen He said, "I know."
From now on, she would use this height as the standard to custom-order a joint burial coffin for Mu Tingyun and Qin Yinong.
When they died, she would personally inscribe a pair of elegiac couplets on the coffin lid.
On the left: [Fucking Heaven, Fucking Earth, Fucking Childhood Sweetheart], on the right: [Stealing Hearts, Stealing Love, Stealing Men], with the horizontal scroll reading: [Scumbag and Bitch]!
Fine poetry, fine words, and a fine coffin—only these would be worthy of commemorating their tragic and lamentable affair.
Arriving at the Shen family garage.
While parking the car, Mu Tingyun asked Shen He, "Has your third uncle's child also returned?"
The child of the third uncle was named Shen Jinyan, Shen He's second cousin. Last year's national college entrance exam top scorer, he was currently studying in the Pharmacy Department at University A.
Still a freshman, Shen Jinyan had been exceptionally taken under the wing by the dean of the Pharmacy Department two months ago as his last disciple.
Elites graduating from the Pharmacy Department of Jingdu University were all key members of major pharmaceutical company research labs. As the dean's last disciple, Shen Jinyan's future was immeasurable.
Upon hearing that Shen Jinyan would return home to attend the birthday banquet of the Shen family matriarch, many CEOs of pharmaceutical companies humbled themselves to visit the Shen residence.
Thinking of Shen Jinyan's fate in her previous life, Shen He's heart ached with pain.
Such a talented and gifted younger cousin, who had made significant contributions to the nation's pharmaceutical field, was actually framed to death by Mu Tingyun!
For a moment, Shen He's hatred for Mu Tingyun surged to the heavens.
But she couldn't let Mu Tingyun detect her hatred.
As a Rebirth, what could she do even if she knew Mu Tingyun's schemes? Could she run to the police station to report him?
Most likely, the police would simply treat her as a mental patient, and Mu Tingyun, alerted by her actions, would swiftly take decisive measures to deal with her and the Shen family.
In this life, Shen He was determined to turn over a new leaf and start anew.
She would become the freshest and most pleasing Little Green Tea by Mu Tingyun's side, personally digging a series of traps for him to jump into one after another.
Until he plunged into the deepest abyss, his reputation ruined and his body shattered to pieces!
At the same time, she would strive to be a worthy eldest daughter of the Shen family, becoming the reliable big sister in the eyes of Shen Jinyan and the others, ensuring she did not betray the sacrifices her younger brothers had made for her.
Mu Tingyun subtly hinted again, "I heard that the pharmaceutical department of University A is recently researching a specific drug for hereditary heart disease. I wonder if it's true."
"If it is, those heart disease patients might finally see a new lease on life."
Having shed her love-struck mindset, Shen He could now discern the underlying meanings in every word Mu Tingyun spoke.
He was hinting that Shen He should find an opportunity to inquire about the inside information from Shen Jinyan.
In her previous life, Shen He had foolishly gone to ask.
Shen Jinyan was exceptionally intelligent and rigorous in his academic pursuits, and he was deeply displeased by Shen He's attempt to pry into the research lab's secrets.
This incident became the catalyst for Shen Jinyan to distance himself from her.
Having lived a second life, would Shen He still play the fool?
Shen He decided to play dumb. She said, "I don't know either. How about I share Third Uncle's WeChat contact with you, and you can ask him to help you inquire?"
Hearing this, Mu Tingyun's smile faltered slightly.
What was wrong with Shen He today?
She used to be quite clever, easily understanding his hints and eagerly rushing to solve his problems like a devoted follower.
She was like a lapdog, easily moved by a mere bone.
Mu Tingyun felt annoyed but couldn't lose his temper with Shen He.
Qin Yinong's recent physical examination results were not ideal, and Shen He's heart was of great use. He couldn't afford to upset her at this time.
Mu Tingyun gently patted Shen He's head, wearing a warm smile as he said, "I was just asking casually. Matters involving their research lab's secrets shouldn't be inquired about lightly."
Shen He nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly, "If you know you shouldn't ask, then it's best to keep quiet."
Mu Tingyun was left speechless, his face darkening.
The two arrived at the entrance of the Shen residence in silence.
Second Uncle Shen was at the door with his eldest son, Shen Sili, greeting guests.
Seeing Mu Tingyun and Shen He arriving together, Second Uncle Shen warmly welcomed them, "Mr. Mu, you're here. Please, come inside."
Second Uncle Shen personally escorted Mu Tingyun inside.
Shen He didn't follow Mu Tingyun like a shadow. She stood alone on the steps, gazing sorrowfully at her eldest cousin.
A tragic scene flashed through Shen He's mind—
In the thick darkness, a bruised and battered man, bound at his limbs, was shoved into an underground garage under construction, sealed alive within the concrete…
That was Shen Sili's fate in his previous life.
Shen He clenched his fingers tightly, silently weeping blood in his heart.