The Green Tea Supporting Girl Is Still Playing Her Role Today (GL) - Chapter 15

Chapter 15

After a long silence, Xie Zhifei helplessly smiled and said, “Alright, Sister, as long as you’re happy.”

The car drove a distance away, and Wen Pinghan looked through the rearview mirror at the figure standing still, growing blurrier, feeling very puzzled.

It seemed that every time, Xie Zhifei showed her kindness, calling her “Sister” nonstop, but whenever she let her guard down and wanted to be friends, a splash of cold water always left her chilled to the bone.

—Win over the rival, soften the rival, handle the rival.

Zhao Xiaojing’s words still echoed in her ears, and although Xie Zhifei denied it after a brief silence, could it be because she noticed Wen Pinghan heard it?

Of course, it wasn’t impossible that Xie Zhifei genuinely didn’t see her as a rival, but constantly calling her “Sister” made her overthink, perhaps due to their status gap or the short time they’d known each other.

She shook her head, pushed these thoughts aside, and focused on the scenery outside.

A moment later, she slowly turned her head, cleared her throat, and politely spoke to the driver, “Big Brother, does Ms. Xie have other sisters?”

“Yes, she has cousins,” the driver replied.

“What about friends? Does she call anyone else ‘Sister’?”

“I don’t know about that,” the driver said.

“Okay, thank you.”

After Wen Pinghan returned home, she organized the documents her subordinates gave her, ordered takeout for dinner, worked late, and finally sent the files to Xie Zhifei.

Xie Zhifei: [?]

Xie Zhifei: [It’s so late, Sister, you’re still awake?]

Wen Pinghan: [Aren’t you too?]

Xie Zhifei sent her a photo of a coffee table filled with lobster and beer, along with an infuriating message.

[Xiaojing insisted on a midnight snack, ordered so much, can’t finish it, absolutely can’t finish it QAQ]

Wen Pinghan: “…”

How annoying! Sending her this in the middle of the night, what a heartless jerk!

Wen Pinghan decided not to reply, took a shower, and went straight to bed. The next morning, she saw the follow-up message from Xie Zhifei.

[Sister, when are you going to sleep? Want to come over and eat some? Or should I have someone deliver some to you?]

Having missed out on lobster, Wen Pinghan decided to eat lobster tonight to treat herself, as a reward for her promotion.

She finished urgent work the previous night, and today was a full Sunday, so after breakfast, she went house hunting again.

The weather was very hot, and by afternoon, she had only seen three properties. After parting with the agent, she found a nearby coffee shop to rest and reviewed her house-hunting videos, comparing them carefully.

After a while, someone suddenly tapped her table.

She looked up and saw Gu Zhizhang’s face.

“What a coincidence, are you alone?” Gu Zhizhang smiled gentlemanly.

Wen Pinghan nodded, “What a coincidence.”

“I’m alone too. Mind if I sit here?” Gu Zhizhang pointed to the seat opposite her.

Wen Pinghan pursed her lips, but before she could speak, he sat down smoothly.

After a brief silence, Gu Zhizhang broke the ice, “I accidentally saw you looking at house photos. Are those properties you’re interested in?”

“Yes,” Wen Pinghan recalled his generosity last time and said, “If Mr. Gu still wants to…”

“Sorry, I was too forward last time. I apologize,” Gu Zhizhang said.

Wen Pinghan was surprised by his sudden humility, feeling he was completely different from their last meeting. Perhaps sensing her confusion, Gu Zhizhang smiled and said, “Zhifei already scolded me. I was only thinking about my feelings and ignored your situation.”

So it was her…

Wen Pinghan’s mind wandered briefly.

“If you don’t mind, I can look at those properties for you. Any suitable ones?” Gu Zhizhang asked.

Wen Pinghan indeed needed professional advice, so she slowly handed over her phone and said, “My budget isn’t big.”

“Okay,” Gu Zhizhang reviewed her shortlisted properties, asked about nearby amenities and prices, and recommended a three-bedroom unit, “The others are near the subway, so they’re pricier. If you’re not in a rush to move, this one’s price is reasonable now. A mall will open there soon, boosting the commercial area, and Metro Line 8 is expected to open by the end of next year, so this unit’s value will rise.”

The agent had mentioned the subway and mall construction but gave no specifics. Wen Pinghan, wary of sales tactics, didn’t take it seriously, so she asked, “Is the information reliable?”

Gu Zhizhang nodded, “The mall is a project we’re currently pushing forward.”

“…” So he’s the big investor.

“Thank you,” Wen Pinghan felt more confident, leaning toward this property and planning to visit it again.

“You’re welcome. So, this coffee…” Gu Zhizhang hinted.

“I’ll pay.”

“Good,” Gu Zhizhang smiled. As he tried to keep the conversation going, someone hurriedly rushed into the shop, scanning the room.

“Zhifei?” Gu Zhizhang looked puzzled at the flustered Xie Zhifei and waved.

Xie Zhifei’s gaze paused, and she immediately walked over, plopping down next to Wen Pinghan, panting, “Got anything to drink? I’m parched.”

“This okay?” Wen Pinghan handed over her coffee, and Xie Zhifei gulped down half the cup.

“What’s wrong? Why the rush?” Gu Zhizhang asked with concern.

What else?

The system alerted her that these two ran into each other again, so she paused work, and the green tea came to stand guard.

“I was handling something nearby, just finished, and came in for a drink, then saw you guys,” Xie Zhifei lied without blushing or skipping a beat, then asked, “What about you, Brother Gu?”

“I was just passing by and saw Ms. Wen here,” Gu Zhizhang said, but his phone rang, “Sorry, I need to take this.”

After he stepped away, the waiter brought his coffee to the table.

Xie Zhifei noticed the cup had Wen’s name on it and said curiously, “You bought this for him?”

“Yes,” Wen Pinghan nodded.

“!!!”

How terrifying! In just a moment, Wen Pinghan bought him coffee. Was the next step falling madly in love?!

Xie Zhifei looked at the coffee, suddenly grabbed Wen Pinghan’s arm, and asked pitifully, “Sister, is the coffee just for him, or can other sisters have some too?”

Wen Pinghan: “…?”