What Should I Do if My Best Friend Is a Green Tea? [Transmigrated Into a Book]

After the concert ended, Zhou Qingyu freshened up but didn’t go to bed right away. Piao Baoyuan had arranged for the best spa therapists in Hancheng to give massages to Zhou Qingyu and Yan Xi. The two lay on the beds as the therapists applied facial masks and worked their skilled hands along their smooth backs in rhythmic motions. The scandal surrounding K Company had been making waves, but Zhou Qingyu couldn’t be bothered. In her world, comfort came first. Piao Baoyuan could handle K Company’s mess, and if anyone wanted to buy trending hashtags, they could go to Wu Liao. She refused to let such distasteful matters intrude into her life.

The therapist’s techniques were so soothing that Zhou Qingyu was already half-asleep. Yan Xi, too, was drowsy, her eyelids heavy. Compared to the professionals, she realized now that her past attempts at massaging Zhou Yanci had been amateurish—utterly wasted effort.

Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Zhou’s Father calling.

“Dad?”

Zhou Qingyu froze for a second. Zhou’s Father was a traditional man, rarely expressive of paternal affection. In the past, he had been wholly absorbed in his career, and now, semi-retired, he cared more about the turtles in the Zhou family’s pond than his own children. The number of times he had proactively called her could be counted on one hand.

Zhou Qingyu hesitated before answering. “He wouldn’t be calling just because I spent too much today, would he? It was only a few tens of millions—hardly worth him picking up the phone.”

Yan Xi nudged her. “Just answer and see what he wants!”

Peeling off her mask, Zhou Qingyu accepted the video call. Zhou’s Father’s face soon appeared on the screen. He leaned closer, inspecting the display. “Took you so long to answer—thought you’d already fallen asleep!”

Zhou Qingyu’s voice dripped with honeyed sweetness. “As if I’d miss a call from you, Dad! Even if I were asleep, I’d wake up for you!”

Daughters were their fathers’ little sweethearts, and even though Zhou’s Father’s marriage to Zhou Qingyu’s mother had been one of business alliance, he still favored her. Most of his parental affection had gone to her. As a child, whatever she wanted, she got. In contrast, Zhou Yanci, being the older brother and a boy, was left to the nannies—tough love was his upbringing.

Worried her father might scold her for overspending, Zhou Qingyu struck first. “Dad, I know why you’re calling. I just wanted to attend the concert! We’re already in H Country—it’d be a waste not to go. And it wasn’t even that much, just a few tens of millions! Our company makes more than that in a single day!”

Zhou’s Father chuckled. “Relax, I’m not calling to lecture you.”

Zhou Qingyu visibly relaxed.

Honestly, a few tens of millions shouldn’t warrant a personal call. The last time Zhou’s Father had gone out of his way to contact her was when a project under her supervision lost billions.

Stretching lazily, she asked, “If not to scold me, then why call? We just saw each other two days ago.”

It had only been two days since she arrived in H Country for filming.

Zhou’s Father narrowed his eyes. “That concert you organized—it went surprisingly well.”

“Huh?” Zhou Qingyu was baffled.

“Fang Yue said not only did you not lose money, you actually turned a profit.”

“What?!”

Yan Xi quickly explained, “For this concert, we hired a professional filming crew and set up an exclusive livestream on Watermelon Video. The broadcasting rights alone sold for thirty million.”

“After factoring in ad sponsorships and viewer donations, the total revenue not only covered the concert expenses but also netted us an extra ten million or so.”

The young mistress was astounded. “We actually made money?!”

Zhou’s Father raised an eyebrow. “Wait, you didn’t plan this?”

Zhou Qingyu blinked, then glanced sideways at Yan Xi. Yan Xi, quick-witted, immediately nudged her toward the screen.

Straightening up, Zhou Qingyu nodded emphatically. “Of course I did! I told Fang Yue to handle it this way! It wasn’t just about watching the concert—I knew it would be profitable!”

“So, Dad, stop thinking about handing the company to Zhou Yanci. I made ten million in one night—I’m way more capable than him!”

Zhou’s Father turned to Zhou Yanci, who was lounging on the sofa behind him. “Hear that? Your little sister says she’s better than you!”

Only then did Zhou Qingyu notice her father was in his study. The warm glow of the study’s lamp illuminated Zhou Yanci, clad in navy-blue pajamas, reading on the couch. When called, he lazily looked up, his gaze drifting toward the laptop screen—Zhou’s Father had used his computer for the video call, not his phone.

Zhou Yanci lowered his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips.

“Mhm, she’s always been impressive.”

Zhou Qingyu tugged excitedly at Yan Xi’s sleeve. “Did I hear that right? Zhou Yanci actually praised me?!”

Then her brows furrowed. “But… I don’t think he was looking at me just now.”

“Mind your language!” Zhou’s Father scolded through the screen. “Yanci is your elder brother—show some respect!”

Zhou Qingyu huffed. “Why single me out? Yan Xi calls him by his name too!”

Yan Xi: ???

No, I don’t! In front of him, I always say “President Zhou”!

“Really?” Zhou’s Father didn’t recall Yan Xi’s exact phrasing—he hadn’t interacted with her much. “That won’t do. Young ladies should know basic manners.” He turned to Yan Xi. “Since you’re Qingyu’s friend, you should address Yanci as ‘Brother,’ understood?”

Zhou Yanci suddenly seemed intrigued. Closing his book, he stepped closer to the screen, his amber-like eyes glinting under the warm light.

“Go on,” he said, lips curving. “Call me ‘Brother.’”

Yan Xi blinked.

Wait, wasn’t this about Zhou Qingyu?

Why was she suddenly the one being put on the spot?!

But with both Zhou’s Father and Zhou Yanci staring at her—especially Zhou Yanci, whose gaze was unfairly gentle—her heart skipped a beat.

Her cheeks flushed crimson.

After a long pause, Yan Xi finally lowered her head and whispered—

“Brother.”

“Good.”

Zhou Yanci smiled, his expression tender.

As for Zhou Qingyu? Even if Yan Xi had “surrendered,” she refused to yield. She’d rather die than call Zhou Yanci “Brother.”

Even after the call ended, she lifted her chin defiantly. “Hmph! Just because he’s a few years older doesn’t mean I’ll let him lord over me. Not a chance!”

She pinched Yan Xi’s cheek. “And you! How could you give in to Zhou Yanci’s tyranny? Just because he told you to call him ‘Brother,’ you did?!”

Yan Xi pouted. “What choice did I have?”

With Zhou’s Father watching, and Zhou Yanci’s damnably persuasive gaze—those peach-blossom eyes could make even a dog melt—how could she refuse?

“Whatever!” Zhou Qingyu released her, waving a hand dismissively. “It’s just a title. Big deal!”

Yan Xi rubbed her still-warm cheeks.

Seriously, why was she so flustered? It was just calling him “Brother.”

During the concert, she and Zhou Qingyu had screamed “Brother!” and “Sister!” at their idols plenty of times. Why was this any different?

Zhou Qingyu ranted on for a while before finally remembering the main thing. "I haven't asked you about tonight's concert yet. Qiao Yan said you asked her to sign Han Shu. How did you know Han Shu could sing well?"

Yan Xi was rubbing her face. Before she could say a word, the system in her head flashed a red warning light.

[Warning! Warning! Host, you can't tell others anything related to the novel's plot. You have to come up with other reasons to cover it.]

Yan Xi looked innocent. "I just happened to hear her sing once and thought she was really good!"

"Oh," Zhou Qingyu didn't suspect a thing. "What about the arrangements for the concert?" "I learned all that from Fang Yue at the project department a few days ago. I just wanted to make a little extra money," Yan Xi said. "But I really didn't expect to earn so much." Yan Xi was telling the truth. She had estimated that selling the exclusive broadcast rights would bring in some money, but she only wanted to offset the cost of holding the concert. She didn't expect that with advertising sponsorships and audience rewards, she could earn so much.

Zhou Qingyu was thinking about something else. "It seems my dad still has good judgment. Five years ago, he thought you were a good talent and wanted you to join the group. Fortunately, I got you first!"

"Okay, okay!" Yan Xi laughed. "I'm yours now." Zhou Qingyu happily ruffled Yan Xi's hair. "I think it's a waste for you to be just a producer!"

Yan Xi could barely speak clearly as she mumbled, "What are you up to?" Zhou Qingyu smiled. "You're so good at making money. I'll let you manage Starlight and be the VP (Vice President)!"

Yan Xi:???

Yan Xi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes!" Zhou Qingyu shrugged. "The president is my aunt, but she's just a figurehead and doesn't care about business. Most of the things are managed by Yu Xiao." "From now on, you'll take over Starlight. Help me make more money. Let's try to turn Starlight's debt situation around by the end of the year so that Zhou Yanci won't laugh at me anymore!"

Yan Xi: "I... I haven't even become a full - time employee yet. I'm still an intern!" Do you think it's appropriate to make an intern a VP?

Zhou Qingyu waved her hand. "It doesn't matter! I say it's okay, so it's okay!" Zhou Qingyu was as swift as lightning. In just a few minutes, a new appointment offer landed in Yan Xi's email inbox.

Yan Xi scratched her head.

Is this what it feels like to lie back and win by hugging a rich woman?

So cool!

In the villa's kitchen, the phone rang continuously with group messages. Chu Mo picked up his phone, and a screen full of over 99 group messages came into view.

[@Chu Mo, the stock price of the Lin family's company has plummeted. No one knows if the company can survive. Do you still want to marry into the Lin family?]

[Actually, I think Yan Xi is also a good choice. I watched your show. Miss Zhou dotes on her so much. If you get together with her, you might even get the support of the Zhou Corporation!]

[Yan Xi must still like Young Master Chu. She was so nice to you before. If it weren't for the whole mix - up of the real and fake daughters, she wouldn't have given you up.]

[@Chu Mo, you might as well give it a try. The girl is so pretty. It's not a loss even if you fail.]

Chu Mo stared at the phone screen, his fingers tapping the bar counter rhythmically. He looked up at the wall clock in the kitchen. There were only a few seconds left until eleven o'clock.

"Five, four, three, two..."

As the mental countdown ended, the kitchen door opened, and a young girl walked in, holding a milk cup.

The moment she saw Chu Mo, she clearly froze.

But Chu Mo greeted her with a smile. "What a coincidence."

Yan Xi felt that all her good mood for the day was ruined the moment she saw Chu Mo.

She didn't want to talk to Chu Mo and planned to heat up the milk and then go back to her room. "Xixi," Chu Mo's voice came from behind Yan Xi. "You invited Lu Beiyu to that interesting concert tonight. Why didn't you invite me?" Yan Xi stood in front of the microwave. "We're not even familiar."

Chu Mo stepped closer to Yan Xi. Yan Xi could feel that he was standing very close, and his voice came from above. "We were once engaged to be married. How can we not be familiar?"

Yan Xi turned around and took a step back to keep a distance from Chu Mo.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled sarcastically. "Chu Mo, when you found out I was the wrongly - exchanged daughter of the Lin family, you came to my house to break off the engagement right away. How come you didn't remember we were engaged then, but you do now? Because something has happened to the Lin family, and you're planning to break off the engagement again?"

"That's different," Chu Mo said calmly. "Even if nothing had happened to the Lin family, I still like you more. I've regarded you as my future wife since I was a kid!" The Lin family and the Chu family had been engaged in a marriage alliance for a long time. When Yan Xi was ten years old, she knew she had a fiancé, and Chu Mo was only fourteen at that time. Yan Xi frowned. What did a ten - year - old kid know about love? She had only regarded Chu Mo as an older brother back then. When the Chu family broke off the engagement, Yan Xi didn't feel sad at all.

But now, she thought Chu Mo was disgusting.

Just as Chu Mo was about to get closer to Yan Xi, there was a sudden sound of a cup shattering in the kitchen. Yan Xi and Chu Mo both turned their heads. Lin Ranran was also standing in the kitchen, and the cup in her hand had fallen to the ground and shattered, creating a beautiful splash of ice - like fragments on the floor. She rushed forward, grabbed Chu Mo's hand, and kept a distance from Yan Xi. Even though her father had repeatedly told her not to, when she saw Yan Xi, Lin Ranran just couldn't hold it in. Her eyes were full of hatred and fear. "Yan Xi, if it weren't for you, how could the Lin family be in this state! Are you very proud? What are you trying to do by seducing Brother Chu Mo now? What's your real intention?"

Yan Xi frowned tightly.

She quickly grasped the key point in Lin Ranran's words and asked the system in her mind, "System, was it Zhou Yanci who did something to the Lin family?"

[Let me check...]

The system wasn't all - powerful, but it was easy for it to look up this kind of numerical data. [Yes! But the Zhou Corporation has suppressed this news, and not many people know the truth.]

As expected.

Yan Xi had actually thought about it. After all, there weren't many people who could do such a thing. She just didn't expect that Zhou Yanci would help her.

Lin Ranran still stared at Yan Xi menacingly, but Chu Mo didn't really want to be held by her and didn't want to act close to her either. He deliberately pulled his hand away from Lin Ranran. "Brother Chu Mo! Don't be deceived by this woman! She's playing hard - to - get and deliberately seducing you!"

The corner of Chu Mo's eye twitched.

Seducing him? He'd be more than happy.

"Seduce your ass! Let him take a piss and look at himself. What the hell. Do you think our Xixi would seduce him?"

Zhou Qingyu had come downstairs to look for Yan Xi when she saw that Yan Xi hadn't come back for a long time. She happened to see the three of them in a tangle.

She immediately stepped forward and protected Yan Xi behind her. "Don't even know your own worth. You're like something picked out of the trash, looking like a kappa. You're the only one who treasures this kind of thing. Who else would care?"

Zhou Qingyu was really good at scolding people. Without using a single dirty word, she insulted the person from head to toe.

Yan Xi clearly saw Chu Mo's face turn black, and so did Lin Ranran's. Chu Mo clenched his fists tightly. If it weren't for Zhou Qingyu being good - looking and the Zhou family being rich, he would have punched her already.

But Lin Ranran was still very unwilling. "If she wasn't trying to seduce Brother Chu Mo... Why did she come downstairs? And she even talked to Brother Chu Mo on her own initiative."

Zhou Qingyu folded her arms and said, "It's so funny. Is this kitchen owned by your family? If he can come, why can't we? Our Xixi already has someone she likes! Someone who is more outstanding and richer than Chu Mo!" No one fancies your River Imp. Hold him and get out of here quickly!"

Lin Ranran's face turned ashen.

Zhou Qingyu's description immediately made her think of someone - Zhou Yanci. At first, she thought it was Zhou Qingyu who had instructed Zhou Yanci to bring down the Lin family. It turned out to be Yan Xi?

How could Yan Xi be so lucky? After leaving the Lin family and getting close to Zhou Qingyu, she even hooked up with Zhou Yanci!

Chu Mo also couldn't help but think of Zhou Yanci.

After all, he was quite conceited. He thought there were people more handsome than him and people richer than him, but there were few who met both criteria at the same time. Zhou Yanci was one of them. Did Zhou Yanci do what happened to the Lin family?

It all made sense.

Chu Mo was a bit in awe of Zhou Yanci. No one wanted to end up like the Lin family.

Although reluctant, he still took Lin Ranran's hand and turned to leave the kitchen. After they left, Zhou Qingyu turned around and nervously looked at Yan Xi. "Are you okay? Did those two scoundrels bully you?"

Yan Xi smiled. "No!"

Zhou Qingyu appeared so quickly that there was no chance for her to step in.

Moreover, Yan Xi knew that Lin Ranran was all talk and no action. The most terrible revenge she could think of was probably to expose her fake - daughter - in - law identity. Chu Mo was a bit more of a headache, but they were in the villa. Yan Xi didn't think he would dare to do anything. Yan Xi was just curious. "By the way, when did I have someone I like? How come I don't know?"

Zhou Qingyu flicked her on the head. "It's only been a short time since you left, and you've forgotten about him? Shen Xinghe! Although he's not as rich as Chu Mo, I'm optimistic about him. Once he becomes a movie emperor in the future, making money will be a piece of cake." Yan Xi was stunned. "No, I just admire him. It's the kind of admiration a fan has, similar to my admiration for Han Shu and Si Ye."

Zhou Qingyu was also stunned. "The person you like isn't him?!" Just then, her phone rang. It was a call from Chaochao.

"Wait a minute. My roommate is calling. I'll answer it." Yan Xi went aside to answer the call, keeping a distance from Zhou Qingyu. Zhou Qingyu stamped her foot in frustration. "Why doesn't Xixi like Shen Xinghe? Hasn't she gotten over her broken - heart yet?" On the other side, Yan Xi walked to the kitchen window with her phone. From the receiver came Chaochao's extremely excited voice. "Xixi! Have you finished your live - broadcast? I watched your concert! It was so amazing! Little brother Si Ye is so cute! Can you get me an autographed photo? Please!" Yan Xi pinched the bridge of her nose and said helplessly, "You told me the other day that you liked Shen Xinghe and asked me to get you an autographed photo of him. Don't you like him anymore?"

Chaochao said righteously, "What's wrong with having multiple crushes? The Qing Dynasty ended ages ago. Don't restrict yourself! Besides, I'm not being fickle. I just want to spread my love to more men!"

Yan Xi laughed. "Okay, okay. I'll ask US for one before I leave and send it to you by express when the time comes."

"Love you! You're the best!"

Zhou Qingyu wasn't far from Yan Xi.

She couldn't hear what was said on Yan Xi's phone. She only saw Yan Xi showing a helpless smile, and her voice sounded forced.

She just heard that this call was from her roommate?

Was it the roommate who splashed her with a face - full of water?!

No wonder Yan Xi's smile was so helpless! It turned out she still couldn't forget that man and was forcing a smile when talking to her roommate!

Zhou Qingyu was very angry.

Those flight attendants on the plane before were obviously useless!

Shen Xinghe was also useless. What was the use of being good - looking and having good acting skills? He still couldn't capture Yan Xi's heart. Until now, Yan Xi was still obsessed with that stinky man of her roommate!

The more Zhou Qingyu thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She simply took out her phone.

- She didn't have Shen Xinghe's contact information, but Xingyao had a large group with all the employees in it.

Zhou Qingyu blatantly @'d Shen Xinghe in the large group: [You're so useless, Shen Xinghe!]

This was Xingyao's large group.

Everyone saw this message.

Qiao Yan, who was having a drink near Xingyao, spat out a mouthful of cocktail when she saw the message, spraying Wu Liao in the face.

"Is there something going on between the young lady and Shen Xinghe?!"

Wu Liao cursed and wiped the wine off his face while also looking at the group message. "Damn! This isn't what I think it means, is it?" Qiao Yan said, "It definitely is! Otherwise, why would the young lady break off her engagement with the Second Young Master Pei? Think about it. She invested in 'The Bottom Line' first and then broke off the engagement. There must be some connection!"

Wu Liao originally thought it was nothing, but after hearing this... it seemed there was something! "Moreover, at the project meeting for 'The Bottom Line', the questions the young lady asked Shen Xinghe were really strange!"

Wu Liao nodded like a bobble - head. "They were extremely strange!"

What normal boss would ask the leading actor to take off his clothes, do push - ups, and ask about his family situation at a project meeting? She even asked if Shen Xinghe's mother was easy to get along with! What else could it be but inquiring about the relationship between a daughter - in - law and her mother - in - law in advance?

Qiao Yan slammed the table. "Shen Xinghe must be good! Otherwise, the young lady will miss the Second Young Master Pei again!"

Recently, the resources in the economic department were abundant, and many artists were on the verge of taking off. Qiao Yan didn't want to go back to the days when they had to be stingy. She poked Wu Liao. "You're a man. You know. How can we make Shen Xinghe good?"

Wu Liao immediately straightened his back and held his head high. "I'm already good. I don't need anything else. How would I know!" Qiao Yan sneered. "Come on. We've slept together. Don't I know your capabilities? Quickly recommend some useful things for Shen Xinghe. By the time the young lady returns to the country, Shen Xinghe has to be good even if he isn't!"

On the other side, Shen Xinghe was filming a night scene on the set.

As the filming progressed, he became more and more proficient and got into character faster. He got along well with everyone on the set, and many senior actors were willing to act opposite him during breaks and teach him some acting skills.

However, Shen Xinghe accidentally bumped his waist during the filming today. Fortunately, it wasn't serious, and Shen Xinghe didn't show it. He planned to go back and put on a plaster. However, it seemed that everyone knew about it.

As soon as the filming ended, Shen Xinghe turned on his phone and found it was full of messages asking about his physical condition.

The caring words made his heart warm.

Even Jiang Tao was unusually kind today. He took a blue box and furtively stuffed it into Shen Xinghe's arms. "Men, as they get older, it's like this. It's okay. It'll get better!"

Shen Xinghe was very touched. "Thank you, Director Jiang!"

Jiang Tao patted Shen Xinghe on the shoulder heavily. "Young man, it's not easy. If you need more, just come to me. Don't be polite!"

That night, when Shen Xinghe returned to the hotel and came out of the shower, he planned to apply the pain - reliever pills Director Jiang had given him.

Looking at the small blue pills in the blue box, a question mark slowly appeared on Shen Xinghe's forehead.