What Happens When the Second Male Lead Powers Up - Chapter 163: So that love and steps don’t get tangled (3)

Sharon was an ordinary person, while her husband, Wallace Harris, was a promising and handsome man. His family was one of the most prestigious and wealthiest families in New York City. Being able to marry Wallace was an accident.

Throughout their three years of marriage, Wallace had never slept with Sharon. His family also kept persuading him to divorce Sharon.

It was the birthday party of the Harris family’s old matriarch, and all youngsters of the Harris family had given the most expensive gifts possible to make the old lady happy—everyone but Sharon. She asked to borrow money from Madam Harris for the old housekeeper, Uncle Smith, as he had no money to pay for his medical treatment. But as expected, the Harris family humiliated her when she requested.

“The Harris family has never had a poor relative like you. Don’t you ever appear in front of me again! Wallace should’ve married Crystal. She’s certainly a young lady who’s worthy of marrying into our family!” said Madam Harris.

“Please know your place and get out of here. Don’t stay at our house anymore. How can Wallace’s grandfather be so foolish to marry a poor, useless woman like you to my son?!” said June, Wallace’s mother.

“It’s just a few million dollars, yet you’re so poor that you need to borrow from our family. How can a woman like you deserve to be with Wallace? If it were Crystal, she definitely wouldn’t have embarrassed us so much!”

That night, Wallace handed Sharon a bank card, which contained millions of dollars. “The company is developing, so I don’t have much cash. You can use this to help Uncle Smith.”

Facing the Harris family’s hostility, Wallace stated, “Since I have married her, she is my responsibility. Regardless of her being rich or poor, Sharon is my wife.”

It wasn’t until a stranger approached Sharon one day. Only then did Sharon know that she was the daughter of a top prestigious family, who was eligible to receive assets worth at least ten billion.

She suddenly owned the largest company in New York and a bank card that contained hundreds of millions of ‘pocket money.’

In the blink of an eye, her identity had changed. She was no longer the poor daughter-in-law that wasn’t favored by the Harris family. Instead, she had become the most prestigious person in New York!

As a senior Green Tea, Bi Ming recently became addicted to watching love variety shows and she found a very interesting phenomenon:

As long as the girls are more popular and people can’t find any real black spots, they like to call them “Green Tea”.

As long as you don’t like a girl, using “Tea” to describe the other party seems to be able to win back a city and humiliate her maliciously.

No matter what the character of the girl is; innocent, lively, gentle, kind, or bright and generous, as long as they use the word “Tea” to label the other party, they can scold her to their heart’s content.

“She is also green tea?” Bi Ming watched the sour netizens in the comment area jumping up and down to scold the most beautiful and well behaved girl in the show as ‘Green tea girl,’ and she couldn’t help sneering, “I still have too little knowledge.”

Real green tea can make you cry without crying. As a green tea herself, Bi Ming was well versed in the ‘tea art’. Even if she changed men like she changes clothes, whenever she hooked her finger, someone will lick it. Moreover, she could also render the lemon essences who were jealous of her speechless.

Just when she sighed, a light sphere calling itself the “Green tea system” appeared.

“Congratulations on seeing through the essence and summoning this system.”

“As we all know, ‘green tea’ has become the best way to stigmatize attractive girls in today’s society. ”

“Some girls, who do not meet the standard of green tea at all, are framed as green tea and have no power to fight back, which greatly reduces the reputation of green tea.”

“Ms. Bi Ming, as a senior green tea in this world, would you like to go to other worlds and let some ignorant frogs at the bottom of the well, who have wronged good people, experience the real tea art?”

Bi Ming smiled lightly: “It sounds very interesting.”

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