MGASC -Chapter 138 You’re So Poisonous, But I Really Like It

Zhang Qiao and Su Yin laughed together, and only then did Yingzi realize she had spoken out of turn.

After all, it was their treat, and that drink cost a few bucks.

“Sorry, it’s my first time drinking this. Oh my, am I too uncultured…? Should I try again?”

She frowned and took another sip, forcing herself to swallow it.

“This really isn’t some kind of medicine, right? You city people actually like bitter stuff!”

Zhang Qiao and Su Yin couldn’t stop laughing, especially Su Yin, who didn’t think Yingzi was wasting her goodwill at all.

Kindly, she explained: “It’s always like that the first time. You’ll get used to it gradually, just like drinking tea. If you really can’t handle it, I can get you a drink instead.”

“Uh… do you have Beibingyang here?”

Su Yin: “…”

Zhang Qiao: “Alright, alright. My bad, forgot that mountain pigs can’t digest fine chaff. There’s no Beibingyang here—let me get you some orange juice instead.”

“Okay, okay!” Yingzi agreed wholeheartedly. But then, a moment later, she realized something and kicked Zhang Qiao under the table. “Did you just insult me? Mountain pig, fine chaff? You’re calling me a mountain pig? Then what are you?”

Zhang Qiao slowly sipped her coffee: “Yep. You figured it out—well done! What am I? I’m a pearl, of course!”

She was used to teasing Lin Tianyue at home, so she didn’t hold back with friends either. Anyway, Yingzi had a good personality, and Zhang Qiao liked befriending people like that.

Su Yin watched them exchange playful insults and felt envious of their friendship.

If only she had a few friends like this, maybe she wouldn’t feel so down all the time.

After chatting for a while longer, Zhang Qiao noticed Su Yin’s frown easing and asked, “So, you really plan to attend that scumbag couple’s wedding?”

“I…” Su Yin hesitated. “Actually, I’m not sure yet.”

Yingzi said, “If it were me, I’d crash their wedding! Screw it! They’re bullying me, making life hard, so nobody should have a good time!”

Zhang Qiao: “Yes, yes, yes. That way, all of Jiangcheng would know: the rich daughter of the electronics factory dumped by a lowly worker. She jumps into rivers, crashes their wedding—totally can’t handle losing.”

Su Yin blushed deeply at that jab.

Zhang Qiao continued: “So your plan is clearly ‘kill a thousand enemies, harm yourself eight hundred.’ After this, Su Yin won’t fall in love or marry anyone? Any decent man, if he knows his girlfriend has such a foolish past, would probably question his own judgment.”

Zhang Qiao knew well how important reputation was for women in this era.

Su Yin’s father was the director of the electronics factory. She didn’t need to ruin her reputation by taking a scumbag down with her.

On the contrary, she should thank him for not marrying her. Otherwise, her life would’ve been ruined.

Yingzi: “Right, right, you’re thinking sensibly, Qiao Qiao. But Su Yin, your dad’s the factory director—how did you end up falling for that pretty boy?”

“I…”

Zhang Qiao reminded her: “Su Yin, the scumbag’s wedding will have to be registered at the company, right?”

Su Yin thought for a moment: “Yes…”

Zhang Qiao smirked: “Exactly. Your dad’s the director, you’re the company’s technical backbone, you want a lowly worker, so why make a fuss at the wedding? If you want him, squashing a little ant would be easy peasy.”

Yingzi almost choked on her orange juice.

“Qiao Qiao, you’re so poisonous!”

“Hmm?”

Yingzi grinned flatteringly: “But poisonous in a good way—I like it.”

Su Yin seemed to suddenly get it. So Zhang Qiao was teaching her how to be a little bit of a ‘bad person’?

Su Yin’s morality had always been strong. She’d been educated to be kind and good.

Even after heartbreak, she mainly blamed herself and wallowed in regret. She’d never thought of making work difficult for anyone.

The scumbag had taken advantage of her kindness and soft heart.

But was being kind a mistake? What had honest people ever done to anyone?

Yes, Zhao Qiang’s promotion had been approved by her. His future raises, job transfers, housing, registration, and recommendation letters—all required the factory’s involvement.

If she wanted revenge, her enemy was right under her nose. She had plenty of opportunities. Why humiliate herself at his wedding?

“No need,” she thought.

“Qiao Qiao, I get what you mean. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t crash his wedding—it’s not worth it.”

Yingzi agreed: “Right, scumbag couples deserve each other! Better than hurting anyone else!”

Seeing Su Yin finally wise up, Zhang Qiao relaxed. “Exactly. You need to live your life brilliantly, leaving them in the dust. By the way, when’s their wedding?”

“Fifteenth of next month.”

Zhang Qiao calculated—by then, the three little ones would already be back in school.

“Okay, got it.” She borrowed a pen and paper from the waiter and wrote Su Yin a recipe for better skin. “Follow this at home. By their wedding day, I promise you’ll look radiant.”

Su Yin was thrilled. “Zhang Qiao, you mean my skin will really get better and better?”

“Of course. You’ve already been following my advice, right? You’re slimmer, your skin smoother. Keep it up. For weight loss, try running in the mornings, stand against the wall for at least half an hour daily. Good posture is key to elegance. And since money isn’t an issue, if needed, learn some dance. If no dance studio, you could learn movements from an opera teacher.”

Su Yin wrote down Zhang Qiao’s suggestions carefully and seriously.

She needed something to focus on, so she wouldn’t think about the scumbag all the time.

And Zhang Qiao’s goal was the same: keep her busy improving herself, not crying over some loser.

Of course, Zhang Qiao also had her reasons for befriending Su Yin. Her dad was the director of the state-run electronics factory, well-connected in Jiangcheng. If she ever needed to develop here, Su Yin could be helpful.

As night fell, the three girls left the café.

Su Yin gave Zhang Qiao her number, so next time she could come straight to her.

Zhang Qiao wanted to give hers too, but her home didn’t have a landline yet. No matter—she could just call Su Yin directly.

After parting, she and Yingzi headed to the pre-arranged meeting point with Lin Tianyue—the bus station.

Lin Tianyue and the three kids had arrived long ago, waiting half the day before seeing Zhang Qiao and Yingzi finally show up.

Yingzi carried multiple big bags. Lin Ran saw from afar: “Wow, Aunt Yingzi, did you strike it rich? Buying so much!”

Zhang Qiao, on the other hand, had not a single bag. Lin Tianyue frowned.

As they got closer, he said unhappily, “Why didn’t you buy anything?”

Zhang Qiao exchanged a glance with Yingzi. Yingzi got it and teased Lin Tianyue: “Yes, sister-in-law’s frugal, wouldn’t buy anything.”

Lin Tianyue’s brows furrowed even tighter.