The Top-Tier Gold Digger's Counterattack Chapter 1

I, a top-tier gold digger, transmigrated into the role of a "green tea" female side character who was cyberbullied to death.

A photo of the male lead was hanging on the campus forum.

[I heard Harrison Ford finally has someone he likes. Is it going to be her?]

[Can't wait to witness Cinderella marrying into a wealthy family.]

The girl leaving comments and stirring up the crowd downstairs was my roommate.

She smiled radiantly and said, "You should just go ahead and confess your feelings. He doesn't have a girlfriend anyway."

Bullet comments drifted past my eyes:

[The male lead doesn't have a girlfriend, but he has a fiancée, wow!]

[The female lead is too kind. She saw the side character had a crush on the male lead, so she hid her identity as his fiancée.]

[The side character should stop flattering herself. The male lead only likes her roommate.]

[As soon as the clownish side character confesses tonight, the male lead will officially announce the female lead.]

I curled my lips and posted a faceless selfie on a brand new account.

The caption: [My good friend keeps telling me to confess to her childhood sweetheart. What should I do?]

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Because the selfie page showed an IP address from Capitol University, it was quickly pushed to people within the school.

Alumni commented:

[Are you interested in her childhood sweetheart?]

[The poster's body is chef's kiss. Love it. Is your friend trying to keep the good stuff within the family?]

[Is her childhood sweetheart handsome?]

I replied to them one by one: [I do like him a bit.]

[She probably meant well. She's always trying to set us up, inviting me to all sorts of activities.]

[He is very handsome. But our family backgrounds don't really match.]

Soon, the alumni jokingly replied: [You both got into Capitol Uni, what's there to worry about regarding family background? Unless it's someone like Harrison Ford, then maybe you'd need to worry a bit.]

[What's there to worry about? Go for it, sis! If you break up, you might even get a ten-million-dollar breakup fee thrown in your face.]

I gave each of their comments a like.

The bullet comments surged rapidly.

[Is the female side character trying to seduce the male lead by showing off her body? Dream on. The male lead only follows Serena Vance.]

[This kind of post is so 'green tea'. Good thing the male lead won't see it, otherwise he might misunderstand the female lead.]

The bullet comments were actually quite useful. If utilized properly, I could gather a lot of information.

I curled my lips into a smile.

Although I didn't know the male lead's account, I knew my roommate Serena Vance's account.

I clicked into her following list.

She only followed 36 people in total.

[LMAO, is the female side character trying to find the male lead's account?]

[Give up, there's no way she'll find it.]

I went through them one by one, finally locking onto a user named "momo" with exactly 1 follower.

Because this account only followed the female lead, and the IP address was consistently in Capitol City.

I hit follow.

The bullet comments exploded.

[Holy shit! What a scheming bitch!]

[How did she find it?]

Harrison Ford's account had always been quiet. Besides a few close friends in his circle, no one knew this "momo" was his account.

He looked at the sudden new follower and frowned slightly.

Who was "A Cup of Green Tea"?

He didn't care and locked his phone.

He figured the fan probably just misclicked.

The bullet comments gloated.

[The male lead didn't even click into the female side character's profile.]

[The female side character is such a dead 'green tea'. Her ID really matches her personality.]

[This novel is about childhood sweethearts who marry first and fall in love later. The male lead is very responsible and will only love the female lead after marriage. It doesn't matter how beautiful the side character is.]

[The female lead was always suspicious that he didn't love her because he was so cold to her. But when she saw him ruthlessly reject the beautiful side character's confession, she instantly felt relieved.]

[The clownish side character is nothing but a touchstone for their love.]

I looked at my bank card.

Before I transmigrated, Serena Vance had urged me to buy a dress worth $160,000.

She said a "battle outfit" was essential for a confession, adding that people in their circle would never wear cheap, few-hundred-dollar knockoffs.

Driven by an inferiority complex, the side character gritted her teeth and bought an out-of-season luxury dress that looked tacky on her.

Now, my card balance was 0, and I was still in debt on my credit line.

I stared coldly at the balance and, without hesitation, listed the dress on a second-hand app.

Rule number one of a gold digger:

Never spend a single dime for a man.