BLALS Chapter 1
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Translated by Novice Translations
Proofread by Nesryn
Translation Checked and Edited by Pure
Chapter 1
Boss Lady was heading to a milk tea shop to buy milk tea.
Recently, she has been working overtime to the point of being disorderly. With great difficulty, she finally finished what was on hand. Having spent such a long time in the mountains, that she didn’t know how long she’d been away from secular life. So, she wanted to reward herself with something sweet.
(TN: this is supposed to be taken metaphorically, she literally is not stuck in the mountains, she’s just been stuck at work for too long)
Boss Lady had a hobby that wasn’t very boss-like, which is drinking milk tea.
There was a new milk tea shop that opened on the street. When Boss Lady passed by, she heard from her staff that it was very well-received. The little shopkeeper was good-looking and gentle, and the milk tea was also very good. Of course, none of her employees ordered any milk tea for her. Everyone assumed that Boss Lady was a stern lady who only liked coffee without sugar, just black and bitter.
So, Boss Lady came by to have a taste of the new milk tea shop and took a look at this gentle little shopkeeper, since her eyes had been glued to a computer screen for ten days.
That’s right, Boss Lady was a female who loved females.
Boss Lady was rich, thirty years old, and the only heir to her family’s corporation. Her old man scolded her all day long and wasn’t used to her sexual orientation and behavior. However, after all, he had no other choice. Their large family business couldn’t be given to others. Besides, Boss Lady had the means and ability. The whole corporation was taken care of and taken to a new height by her.
The only problem was that she didn’t want to get married.
Her parents even asked her to get married just for face value. As long as they can have a child together, they would be fine if she played around behind closed doors. So why won’t she get married ah?
Marriage? That’s boring. Boss Lady disdained. There were many beauties in the world, and countless types too. With just a single hook of her finger, what girl wouldn’t be intimate with her? What girl couldn’t fulfill her needs? Why tie herself to a tree? Why not spend the rest of life beautifully ah?
The only drawback was that the little girls were prone to take the relationship seriously, as if they were meant to spend a lifetime with her. They sincerely vow that they weren’t interested in the money and foolishly believed in her. After breaking up, they always cry and make a scene, trying to move her but instead irritating her.
For example, at this moment, the last little girl sent a text message to her. Her tone changed from panic to hysteria, to indifference, and the wall of text was endless.
Boss Lady glanced at it and didn’t want to look at it again, so she sent a message to her assistant to take care of it.
Still too young and ignorant ah… to be able to act so naively.
Nevertheless, she was still suitable to play adult games.
(TN: Implying the last girlfriend or playtoy she had is so young and ignorant but still old enough to hook up with LOL…DANG so she goes for the barely legal age???)
Boss Lady leaned on the small sofa in the corner and watched the little shopkeeper make milk tea.
Little Shopkeeper looked quite young. Her hair was braided into a fishtail braid and looked neat and clean behind her head. The cotton jacket and green dress added to her gentle look. The cheeks were very tender, thin eyebrows, slightly narrow apricot eyes, long and curly eyelashes, the corners of her lips were pursed, and there were faint dimples on her cheeks. The sound coming from between those small cherry blossom-like lips was sweet and soft, gentle, like spring water flowing into the people’s hearts.
Indeed, everything about her suited Boss Lady’s taste.
So, when the little shopkeeper bought the milk tea, Boss Lady stretched out her hand and inadvertently stroked her arm softly.
"Thank you, it looks tasty."
The little shopkeeper's face flushed unexpectedly.
As mentioned earlier, Boss Lady had a rich love history. Naturally, little girls weren’t only attracted to her money. In addition to flirting, Boss Lady was also a handsome and good-looking woman.
The neat and crisp short hair that was carefully groomed by a well-known designer. She inherited her beauty from her mother, from her beautifully arched eyebrows to her alluring body. Her eyebrows were curved towards her temples, looking domineering. Coupled with her temperament of being a boss for many years, her imposing momentum was particularly impressive. However, she was also born with a pair of beach blossom eyes. So, when she stared at a person, they would really feel that they were her entire world.
The simple Little Shopkeeper was clearly affected, she blushed and said, “Enjoy, I hope you like it.” She smiled adorably then retreated.
Boss Lady silently admired her shyness from behind.
So, after that, Boss Lady often visited.
Boss Lady wasn’t always busy ah. As a boss, it’s a failure to always keep oneself busy. Not to mention, what’s the point of working all the time, even if you lead the company to the top, wouldn’t you die from being worked to death?
Every Friday and Sunday afternoon, Boss Lady drove her car and sat in the same place. She would order a drink and sit there watching the little shopkeeper make milk tea. The little shopkeeper also made desserts, and when she finished, the room was filled with a sweet smell, which was relaxing.
Over time, Boss Lady tasted every product the milk tea store had one by one. The little shopkeeper would also reserve her spot in advance for the boss. When researching new products, she would also specially reserve a sample for her— Boss Lady had a huge sweet tooth and had a very sophisticated tongue with vast experience. She would always give good suggestions.
The two quickly got acquainted.
Boss Lady was very likable when she didn't deliberately cause mischief. She knew how to talk, dress, and act. Not to mention, girls always were faintly attracted and yearned for cool girls in their hearts. The little shopkeeper had a gentle temperament, but she liked a handsome and profound woman like Boss Lady. If one were unprepared, they would get swept away by Boss Lady .
Boss Lady also found it very strange. She had been exceptionally patient this time and had been seeing the little shopkeeper for two months. Not long after they became acquainted, Boss Lady knew all of the little shopkeeper’s life experience
A single girl from a well-off family and well-educated. After graduating from university, she opened a milk tea shop near the CBD(central business district) of this city using all her savings from her time in university plus half of her parents’ money. Her temper was good, and she had good craftsmanship. She always smiled gently when she met people, so her business wasn’t bad. Also, she doesn’t insist on sustaining herself with just this and occasionally drew illustrations for magazines. She lives her life happily and leisurely.
Boss Lady wasn’t an immoral and despicable person. The little shopkeeper clearly wasn’t a person from their circle, so she shouldn't have any dirty thoughts about her. It’s refreshing to stain a piece of white paper, but she couldn’t be responsible for the other’s future lives.
Although Boss Lady was a scumbag, she still had her pride as a human being. Bees will seek bees, ants will seek ants, while the licentious will look for wanton customers, why harm such a good girl? Boss Lady was very satisfied with her own thoughts.
Even though she no longer had that kind of intention, Boss Lady often came to visit the little shopkeeper unknowingly. Even without her, the milk tea was very delicious, and the sweetness ratio was very suitable to her taste. Moreover, the store carried the same temperament as the little shopkeeper—It was gentle and quiet, and never changed from external factors.
Sometimes Boss Lady wasn’t busy in the afternoon and stayed in the small corner and watched the little shopkeeper greet guests and make milk tea— the little shopkeeper was still busy for the time being and hadn’t put up an opening for a helper. She did all the work alone, and the guests were patient. Strangely, this kind of peaceful store actually had business in a fast-paced CBD area.
Boss Lady smiled while watching the little shopkeeper’s white slender fingers do magic. Various sweet art bloomed from her fingers. Boss Lady, who was a little manic and suffered from occasional insomnia, would occasionally sleep sweetly in the corner for an hour.
When the little shopkeeper was no longer busy, she would slip over to the corner and cover her with a blanket. She thought Boss Lady was really cute. She clearly was a person who had a strong presence and was eye-catching, but whenever she came, Boss Lady would find a secluded corner of the store and sit there quietly.
Little Shopkeeper didn’t attend university in this city, nor did she live here, but that didn’t stop her. After graduating from university, she took her savings from university jobs— teaching piano and selling some artwork. Then, she borrowed half the money required from her parents and came here to open a milk tea shop. She decorated it according to her own tastes and lived her dream life. Although there were some troubles in her life, she wasn’t in a hurry at all. Just like a little snail, she wanted to save up little by little.
Boss Lady should be considered as her best friend in this city. Not long after the little shopkeeper moved here, Boss Lady often came. At first, the little shopkeeper felt that there was a sense of distance. After all, Boss Lady’s clothes weren’t cheap, and the momentum she exuded wasn’t like an ordinary person. At a glance, she appeared to be an executive from nearby, a powerful woman in business, fierce and overbearing. She was completely different from the women that Little Shopkeeper knew of. When Boss Lady talked to her for the first time, she also greatly shocked* her.
(TN: Because she copped a feel lmao)
Surprisingly, she frequented the shop often. She came at the same time, and the same date, and sat in the same seat. It was like she had an obsessive-compulsive disorder. She clearly looked heroic and handsome, but she drank from a mint green straw with small sips. Her amorous peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, just like a comfortable cat that was satisfied and proud. This was probably the so-called gap moe. Little Shopkeeper thought she was so cute that she stood behind the counter and used a tablet to secretly draw a sketch of her.
Boss Lady wasn’t stupid, how could she not notice? She didn’t say anything though, instead, she watched the little girl’s happy appearance. She followed along with the flow and hooked Little Shopkeeper into conversation. With her years of experience in social circles, if she really wanted to become good friends with another person, it would never fail.
Boss Lady was very confident in her personal charm.
However, life was always very dramatic. Usually, face slaps happened when one was caught off-guard. One afternoon, the self-confident Boss Lady was brutally face-slapped into a pulp in front of her Little Shopkeeper.
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Novi’s Notes: So, Little Boss also means little shopkeeper too. Originally, I was going to call her little boss but it didn’t sound right in the sentences so I opted for ‘little shopkeeper’ for the meng meng.
