I Became the Little Green Tea Best Friend of the Female Lead

[Next up: Romance Allergy. Find it in my author page, and please add it to your collection!] Ji Ruchu transmigrated. After staying up all night reading a showbiz novel, she got so mad that she went to the author's Weibo page and left a few angry comments. Then she went to bed, still fuming... She woke up as the best friend of the novel's sweet, angelic supporting character. The heroine turns into a green tea schemer, destroys the angel's engagement, steals her fiance, and leaves the angel disgraced, penniless, and orphaned... Ji Ruchu decides that she will make her angel a beloved movie queen, crush her scumbag fiance underfoot, tear the green tea schemer to pieces, and turn her into the brightest star of all! The heroine wants to be a green tea schemer? Sorry, she's taking that path for herself. When Ji Ruchu rushes into the private room where the green tea schemer is meeting the scumbag, she sees the schemer about to speak. With a cold smile, she beats her to it, putting on a sweet voice and pretending to be flustered: "We're really just friends. Don't get the wrong idea." The green tea schemer: "..." After the angel turns and leaves, the green tea schemer grabs the scumbag. Just as she opens her mouth, another plaintive voice comes from beside her: "Your fiancee won't really be angry, will she? Hurry up and go comfort her." The green tea schemer: "..." Damn it! She's used up every line. What can I even do now?! When the angel is tipsy and crying in Ji Ruchu's arms, Ji Ruchu's heart practically melts. The angel: "Waaah, Ruchu, I don't like him, but I have no choice... The family company is about to go under. Every day I stay engaged to him, the company can hold on for one more day." Ji Ruchu: "How much money does your company need? Would a hundred million be enough?" The angel: "..." The angel: Why is my best friend giving off more and more of this impossible-to-hide domineering CEO energy? Ji Ruchu: Why does my angel only want to cling to that scumbag? Is my thigh not thick enough? Does it need more hair? Take a look at my author page and add anything you like to your collection. My next novel is Romance Allergy. Please add it to your collection! After thirty years of being single, Dou Anyao sincerely kneels before Buddha and prays for a destined romance. Then she slips, tumbles down 999 steps, and transmigrates into a yuri novel where the scumbag has to grovel to win her back, only to have his ashes scattered afterward. Unfortunately, she's the ashes that got scattered. The original owner is a scumbag who flirts with everyone but never lets anyone get close, a playboy who treats the woman who loves her with utter indifference. When that woman finds true love, the original owner keeps shamelessly begging her, saying, "I'm sorry. I only just realized that I love you." Dou Anyao's fists clench as she hears this. "You should treat others with sincerity if you want sincerity in return. What decent person would be a playboy?" The Purity System applauds her: "The Host is right! The Host has the best values in the world!" "Because the original owner was such a scumbag and crushed the hearts of too many innocent girls, she angered everyone. Heaven is going to punish her. If you can't stay single for a year, you'll die." Dou Anyao: "I'll what?" Actually, I didn't even say anything just now, did I? There's no way I'm dying. Staying single should be a piece of cake. Just after transmigrating, Dou Anyao stands by the window, back aching, and lights a cigarette. "You can go. Your skills are terrible. Let's never see each other again." The supermodel, a cool beauty who is still savoring the moment and has just booked them a candlelit dinner: "?" But you didn't say that last night. Why don't you take another look at the bite marks you left on my shoulder? A gentle, highly sought-after songwriter tags her online: "Anyao, I wrote a song that really suits your voice. I made it just for you." While the whole internet erupts in envy and screams about how lucky this scheming green tea is, the merciless Dou Anyao says: "Throw it away. I can't stand the sight of you." The songwriter: "???" Wasn't that why you came to my room and took your clothes off? Netizens: "???" How dare she? When she goes on a dating reality show, everyone expects Dou Anyao to use every trick in the book to flirt with everyone. Instead, she goes wild. Dou Anyao, after receiving ninety-nine red roses: "Achoo! Sorry, I have rhinitis. Are you trying to kill me by giving me flowers?" When she receives a hand-carved wooden sculpture: "Uh, I don't mean to put you down, but I think you've got lots of room to improve. Keep working at it, and someday you'll definitely be good enough to sell these at a stall. Keep it up." When an award-winning actor gazes at her with a look supposedly so gentle it could drown anyone, Dou Anyao waves her hand in front of his face. "Are you asleep? Or do you have a visual impairment?" When the supermodel makes her a heartfelt breakfast, Dou Anyao accidentally eats every last bite and nearly licks the bowl clean. The System in her mind frantically warns her not to be dazzled by the world of romance. Dou Anyao elegantly wipes her mouth. "Not bad. If you ever can't work the runway anymore, you can come work as my cook. I'll pay you 18,000 a month and cover your social insurance and housing fund." The cool beauty sneers. "Sure, but I don't want money." Dou Anyao is puzzled. "Then what do you want?" "You." You want my... life? Theme: Live happily