I had been in a mutually torturous marriage with Blake Johnson for three years when I developed a mild illness. It wouldn’t kill me, but my memories would slowly fade away. Then one day, after Blake had broken my heart once again, I looked up at him in confusion and asked, “I’m sorry, who are you again?” Blake’s towering posture didn’t change, but his gaze toward me carried a hint of contempt and impatience: “Zoe Lin, how many times are you going to play this game?” I stared at him with bewildered eyes. “You know my name?” Blake’s patience was exhausted. He coldly picked up his coat and headed for the door. “If your brain’s not working right, go to the hospital. How many times are you going to pretend to have amnesia? I have work at the company. You can eat dinner by yourself.” I watched in confusion as the man stormed out, seemingly furious with me. Unfortunately, I really had no memory of him in my mind. I only remembered that yesterday I should have been working part-time at a bubble tea shop outside the university. How did I end up in this strange place today, with a strange man? Thinking about it wouldn’t solve anything, so I found my phone and called my best friend. The call was rejected twice before finally connecting on the third try. I quickly spoke up: “Hello, Mia? Where are you? I think I’m lost. I’m in a completely unfamiliar place and there’s a strange man saying all sorts of nonsense. Most importantly! I think I might have been kidnapped!” Instead of Mia’s anxious voice as I had hoped, the other end of the line was filled with cold mockery: “Well, well, our Mrs. Johnson who married into a wealthy family still has time to call me? What a surprise.” I was baffled: “Mia, what are you talking about? What Mrs. Johnson? What marrying into wealth? I don’t understand what you’re saying at all.” Mia’s voice lost some of its earlier coldness, becoming hesitant: “Zoe Lin, I’m not that idiot husband of yours. Do you really need to act this convincingly with me?” “Mia… what act? I really don’t know what’s going on.” The other end of the line was silent for a long while before Mia’s voice sounded again: “Don’t move. Just wait for me in that room.” “Okay!” After hanging up with Mia, I felt like I had found an anchor and calmed down enough to survey my surroundings. The luxurious decor and furniture all suggested that the owner of this house seemed to be quite wealthy. Thinking back to the man from earlier, and what Mia had said on the phone. I covered my mouth in surprise, flashes of countless novel scenes running through my mind. But I shook my head to dispel them. The house was decorated very simply, though not to my taste. It must be someone else’s home. This was too absurd. Mia arrived quickly. When she knocked on the door, I was observing the fish tank in the living room. As soon as I opened the door, I saw a more mature and bold version of Mia. The familiar long hair I knew had become a sleek bob, and her lips were painted a fiery red. I exclaimed in surprise: “Mia… you…” Mia’s face was icy cold. She didn’t wait for me to finish before pulling me away. At the hospital. Mia frowned deeply, her expression displeased as she looked at the report in her hand: “So you’re saying she’s sick and has amnesia?” The doctor explained using a bunch of terms I didn’t understand, then pointed at my brain CT scan and said with certainty: “That’s right. Her condition has likely been ongoing for some time, and the symptoms of memory loss have probably been present for a while too. If not treated promptly, she may continue to forget more.” I sat to the side listening to their conversation with a bewildered expression. Amnesia? Illness? I just went to sleep, how did the world change so much? After learning about my amnesia, Mia’s expression softened somewhat, though her brow remained tightly furrowed. At least she no longer looked as cold as ice like when we first met. Leaving the hospital, I tentatively grabbed Mia’s hand. Seeing that she didn’t shake me off, I carefully opened my mouth: “Mia, I just found out I’m sick too. I have no memory of losing my memories. If I upset you before, I’m sorry. Please forgive me.” As I said this, for some reason, I felt a sudden lightness in my heart. Mia looked at me for a long time without speaking, but she also didn’t give me the cold shoulder anymore. “So what are you planning to do next?” Mia suddenly asked. I was caught off guard by her question. Then I thought of the man who had spoken to me so strangely this morning. Just thinking that man might be my husband gave me goosebumps all over. “First, let’s deal with that man.” Mia stared at me intently: “How do you plan to deal with him?” Looking at Mia’s strangely determined face, I hesitantly spoke up: “D-divorce?” “Let’s go. We’ll do it right now.” “Eh… I…” Before I could react, Mia was already pulling me along. Again with this. Mia seemed to have become quite decisive and efficient. When we arrived at the company, Mia and I had just reached the entrance when we were stopped by the security guards. “Mrs. Johnson, the CEO isn’t in the office right now. Please make an appointment and come back another time.” Judging by how practiced this seemed, it probably wasn’t the first time they had stopped me. A wife needing an appointment to see her husband. How interesting. I turned to Mia awkwardly: “Looks like we won’t be able to see him today.” It was my fault for making Mia come all this way for nothing. Mia stood with her arms crossed, her expression blank as she looked at me: “You’re quite the pathetic rich man’s wife, aren’t you?” I laughed sheepishly, using my amnesia as an excuse: “I forgot, okay?” Mia let out a cold laugh: “Alright, let’s go.” Just as she finished speaking and we were about to leave, a girl in a white dress with an extraordinary aura walked towards us. Mia’s expression changed, her already expressionless face growing even colder. I looked up in confusion to see the girl slowly approaching me. “Zoe, what a coincidence to run into you here. Are you here to see Blake too? Why don’t we go in together?” Although I didn’t know who this girl was, based on the current situation and what Mia had told me in the car earlier, I guessed she must be my husband’s beloved mistress. But needing to go through the mistress for the wife to see her husband… that did seem quite pathetic. “Fake sincerity.” Mia directly blocked my way. The girl seemed startled, tears quickly filling her eyes: “I-I’m sorry… I just… I just wanted to help Zoe…” I was shocked by how quickly the girl’s expression changed: “Uh, please don’t cry…” “Zoe Lin!” Hearing someone call my name, I instinctively turned my head. I saw the man I had met this afternoon, angrily striding towards me. “Why are you bullying Lily again!” He then shielded the girl from earlier behind him and started berating me. This was my husband in name. I instinctively said quietly: “I didn’t…” “You didn’t? How could you not have? If you didn’t do anything, why is Lily crying!” I was stunned for a moment, then seemed to come to my senses: “Why don’t you ask her? How would I know why she’s crying? I’m not a mind reader.” “You! Twisting words!” Blake patiently comforted the girl, his face showing a gentleness completely different from how he had faced me earlier. I didn’t understand why he harbored such hostility towards me. Moreover, we were still married. “Didn’t I tell you not to come to the company unless it’s important? What are you doing here?” After consoling his girlfriend, Blake resumed his cold and disdainful demeanor when facing me. Mia couldn’t stand it anymore: “Blake Johnson, what do you mean by this!” Blake’s face was icy: “Don’t you know what I mean? No matter why you came here, making Lily cry is your fault. Apologize to her right now.” Mia was about to step forward, but I stopped her. Then I walked in front of her, looked at the tearful girl, and spoke softly: “I’m sorry. Whatever the reason, it’s my fault for making you cry.” The girl was stunned, surprise evident on her face. “You…” Blake also seemed surprised by how quickly I apologized, but he just frowned slightly. “What trick are you trying to pull now?” I looked at him: “No tricks. I just want to talk to you about getting a divorce.” As soon as the word “divorce” came out. Blake let out a sneer, looking at me with contempt in his eyes: “Zoe Lin, how long are you going to play this divorce game?” “It’s for real,” Mia suddenly spoke up for me from behind. Blake turned to look at her, suddenly laughing: “And who are you to say anything?” ? I suddenly bristled: “Excuse me, who do you think you are to be yelling like this? I’m really sorry to say this, but you’ve got some nerve. You keep a mistress and it gives you a superiority complex? I said divorce and you can’t understand? Why do you like sneaking around with a mistress so much? You just like the thrill of it?” Blake and Lily were stunned by my outburst. People were coming and going at the company entrance. Lily’s face turned bright red as she shook off Blake’s hand and ran away. Blake’s expression wasn’t much better, but all he could do was rage impotently: “Zoe Lin!” I smiled sweetly: “I’m right here. Tomorrow morning at 9, at the civil affairs bureau. Don’t stand me up.” With that, I pulled Mia away and left. After we had walked quite far, Mia calmly gave me a thumbs up: “I didn’t know you had it in you to tell someone off like that.” I scratched my head and smiled: “Well, he was insulting you.” Mia looked at me for a long time without speaking. I fidgeted nervously with my fingers: “What’s wrong? Did I used to yell at you too?” Mia said flatly: “No. Let’s go, we’ll head to my place first.” After talking with Mia all night, I still found this marriage baffling. Mia’s knowledge was limited too. She didn’t know much about how I ended up marrying Blake, or why I hadn’t divorced him even after he openly took a mistress. She only knew that I had inexplicably married into a wealthy family, and then gradually distanced myself from her at the family’s urging, until we had a falling out. I was curious, but we both agreed that divorcing Blake was the most sensible option right now. After a very comfortable night’s sleep at Mia’s place, she drove me back to the Johnson house the next day. There was no other choice, as all my documents were still there. Mia waited downstairs while I ransacked the Johnson house. Luckily, I managed to find what I needed. Just as I was getting up from the mess, I ran right into Blake’s eyes. Blake’s face was mocking: “Stealing from your own home?” Having lost my memories, I had no recollection or attachment to this house. So I instinctively felt awkward and out of place. And I had the misfortune of running into the man of the house. I smiled nervously, waving the documents in my hand: “Civil affairs bureau. Don’t stand me up.” Blake laughed a couple times, no longer paying me any attention. But just as I was about to leave, he suddenly turned back to look at me. “There’s a family gathering this weekend. My mom wants me to bring you along.” I turned around, feeling confused: “What about the divorce?” Blake no longer looked at me, turning to walk inside: “We’ll talk about it when there’s time. A few more days won’t kill you, right?” “No,” I called out to stop him. Blake’s footsteps halted. “Give me a specific date for the divorce.” He stood still, silent for a long while. “Fine. Next Monday then, right after the family gathering.” His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. “Okay,” I heard myself say. “I recorded that. Don’t go back on your word.” With that, I strode out confidently. I didn’t notice Blake turning to watch me for a long time as I left. Mia was still waiting for me downstairs. When she saw me come out, she walked over. “What took you so long?” I pointed upstairs: “Ran into that jerk. Got held up a bit. He insists I go to some family gathering with him, but I didn’t lose out. I got a specific date for the divorce, so he can’t back out now.” “We agreed that as soon as the family gathering is over, we’ll get divorced.” I was talking excitedly, not noticing Mia’s increasingly furrowed brow. “You can’t go.” “Why not?” “I’m worried his family will all treat you badly. I’m afraid you’ll get bullied if you go.” I shook Mia’s hand: “It’s fine, it’s just for a little while. It’s not like I’ll lose anything. Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone bully me.” “I’m afraid…” “It’s okay,” I looked at Mia. “I have to face these things myself eventually.” Mia nodded reluctantly. “Alright then.” The weekend arrived quickly. Mia dropped me off at the Johnson house. Blake’s car was already waiting at the front gate. I waved goodbye to Mia before getting into Blake’s car. In the car, the two of us sat in awkward silence. After a long while, Blake finally spoke first: “When did you two… make up?” Although I didn’t really want to talk to this jerk, I still answered him out of politeness. “None of your business.” Blake: … The conversation ended, and the car returned to its previous silence. After a while, Blake stretched his arms as if bored, surreptitiously glancing at me. “Wonder what food they’ll have at home.” I closed my eyes to rest, ignoring him completely. Pretending I didn’t hear anything. Until Blake “accidentally” bumped into me. I opened my eyes impatiently: “How would I know? I’m not the family chef. Besides, what do you care what food there is? All you do is eat, eat, eat anyway.” Blake got what he wanted and shut up. This guy just needed to be told off. The driver in front couldn’t help but laugh at our interaction. ———-Cut-off point———- He couldn’t help but remark: “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the young master so flustered.” Hmm. Speechless. The car fell blissfully silent after that. Blake didn’t say another word until we got out of the car. I was happy for the peace and quiet. The Johnson family’s main residence was huge. I couldn’t help but marvel again at the fact that I had really married into such wealth. As soon as we entered, before I could get a good look around, many people came up to greet us. Using my amnesia as an excuse since I didn’t recognize anyone, I just smiled politely at everyone. It wasn’t until Blake called one woman “Mom” that I realized which one was my mother-in-law in name. But when she turned around and I saw her face clearly, I was shocked. How could it be her? My breathing quickened. Blake’s mother. My current mother-in-law. Was actually the wealthy lady who had been quietly supporting me all this time. I was even more confused now, my head feeling like it might explode. What exactly had happened? Why had I become so entangled with her son? Perhaps I had been lost in thought for too long, because Blake suddenly pulled me over. “Mom, Zoe and I came back together.” The woman immediately took my hand: “Zoe’s back too. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, you’ve gotten thinner. Come here and let Mom have a good look at you.” I froze, barely able to maintain the smile on my face. “I’m fine…” But I didn’t have the courage to call her “Mom.” Before this, during the darkest period of my life. When I was being bullied and humiliated by the other kids at the orphanage, she had been the only one willing to support me, coming like a ray of light. How I had longed to call her “Mom” back then. But it shouldn’t have been in this role. “How could that be? I’ve been taking such good care of her, she’s actually gained weight. If anything, look at your son – I’m the one who’s gotten thinner.” Blake’s attitude towards me changed completely from his earlier coldness. He walked over familiarly, trying to take my hand. “Isn’t that right, Zoe?” There was something in his eyes that I couldn’t understand. I didn’t know what he meant, and I didn’t want to play along with his act. The moment his large hand was about to envelop mine, I instinctively pulled away. Blake’s expression froze for an instant. Mrs. Johnson acted as if she hadn’t noticed our little interaction, pulling me inside: “Never mind him, let’s go in.” Once inside, we were faced with a large group of family members. Perhaps the shock from Mrs. Johnson had been too great. Looking at so many people, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Before she could lead me to a seat, I frantically ran out. “Excuse me for a moment, I need to use the restroom.” The Johnson family’s courtyard was very large. As I ran to the front, a bamboo grove came into view, with a small river behind it. I actually had no idea where the restroom was. I just purely wanted to come out for some fresh air. The air here was very good. I took deep breaths, trying to alleviate my earlier discomfort. I desperately wanted to recover my lost memories. No one wanted to know why I had married into the Johnson family more than I did right now. “Zoe Lin.” A familiar cold voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned around, and sure enough, it was Blake. Before he could speak, I was already impatient: “What, you again? You’re quite persistent, aren’t you?” Blake’s words got stuck in his throat. “I can’t even leave for a moment? What, your family can’t function without me around?” “Besides, we’re about to get divorced. Your family will find out sooner or later anyway. Why bother putting on this fake ‘happy couple’ act? I hope today’s incident won’t happen again.” I was referring to his attempt to hold my hand earlier. Blake frowned, taking a while to react before laughing instead of getting angry: “Zoe Lin, wasn’t all this what you wanted? Now you’re acting all high and mighty!” His expression was both annoyed and urgent, as if he needed to confirm something: “I’ve told you many times, stop with all these ridiculous games. The person I love isn’t you – why can’t you understand that!” I just found it baffling. “Oh,” I said expressionlessly. “Let me remind you again, we’re about to get divorced. You can love whoever you want, I don’t care.” Blake met my emotionless gaze, froze for a few seconds, then suddenly said viciously: “Zoe Lin, you’d better keep your word.” With that, he walked away. I rolled my eyes in exasperation. “I’ll definitely do what I say. Whoever goes back on their word is a loser!” I shouted at his retreating back. Blake didn’t turn around, but his strides became even larger. When I went back inside, I didn’t see Mrs. Johnson. A servant led me to the banquet hall. Mrs. Johnson saw me come in and smiled, waving me over: “Zoe’s here, come sit by Mom.” After I sat down next to her, she carefully inquired about my health. “It’s nothing serious,” I nodded slightly at her. “I might have just gotten a bit carsick.” “That’s good.” Mrs. Johnson gently patted my hand. I sat there uncomfortably until the banquet began. Glancing around briefly, I noticed Blake was nowhere to be seen. Mrs. Johnson had clearly noticed this issue too: “Where did Blake go?” The people below all said they hadn’t seen him. Mrs. Johnson slowly shifted her gaze to me. I smiled, saying directly: “I don’t know either.” Mrs. Johnson was clearly startled by my frankness, but quickly recovered: “He might have gotten tied up with work and couldn’t get away. Let’s not wait for him then.” I nodded. The food the Johnson family had prepared was actually quite good. I was just about to dig in when I noticed Mrs. Johnson’s unpleasant expression out of the corner of my eye. I politely inquired: “Is something wrong?” Mrs. Johnson lowered her voice: “What was that about earlier? As Blake’s wife, how could you not cover for him and save face?” I asked sincerely: “Then what should I have said?” Mrs. Johnson couldn’t be bothered with me anymore, saying casually: “Just eat.” Oh. After the meal, there was still no sign of Blake. I didn’t care. I was planning to go back to my room for a nap. Led by a servant, I found the room the Johnson family had prepared for Blake and me to rest in. Just as I was about to take a nice nap, a servant knocked on the door, saying Mrs. Johnson wanted to see me. When I got to Mrs. Johnson’s room, I saw Blake, who had been missing for the entire banquet. Holding back a yawn, I politely asked: “Did you need something?” Mrs. Johnson’s expression was no longer as warm as when we first met, carrying a hint of sternness: “Blake tells me you’ve been acting up again lately.” The Mrs. Johnson in front of me was completely different from the Mrs. Johnson I knew. I could only nod and speak frankly: “I want to divorce him.” Blake turned his head to look at me deeply. “Are you going to make a scene in front of my mother too? Don’t you feel ashamed, Zoe Lin?” His voice was icy cold and harsh. But it couldn’t hurt me at all. Seeing that Mrs. Johnson wasn’t going to speak up for me, I had no choice but to face Blake directly. “I’ve had a question since yesterday that I hope you can answer for me.” Blake: “What?” “Why exactly are you so confident? So confident that even when I’ve clearly said I don’t like you and want to divorce you, you still think I’m just making a fuss.” Ignoring Mrs. Johnson and Blake’s unpleasant expressions, I continued: “What do I need to do to prove it? What do I need to do for you to take me seriously when I’m trying to discuss this with you?” “Is this the manners of the Johnson family’s eldest son? Not even having the most basic respect for another person.” “Respect?” Blake suddenly sneered. “I think you’ve taken this amnesia act too far. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how you used to beg me to love you? Respect? What right does someone as lowly as you have to talk to me about respect?” “Zoe Lin, every inch of your body was paid for by our Johnson family. What gives you the right to talk to me about respect?” Blake got more and more worked up as he spoke, as if he had regained the upper hand. “That’s enough, Blake. Zoe is your wife after all. Why say such things?” Mrs. Johnson finally spoke up. But her expression was indifferent. She seemed to be scolding Blake, but was actually warning me. This was blatant humiliation. I took a deep breath. “How much?” Blake frowned: “What?” “How much? How much money have I cost you over the years?” Although I didn’t believe I would become the kind of person who only cared about money. But the fact that I had married Blake was true. If I had accidentally spent his money, it should be understandable. “Make an itemized list. I’ll pay you back in full after the divorce.” This time Blake was stunned. “Fine, you’ve really outdone yourself Zoe Lin. I’ll make a detailed list for you. I’ll be waiting for you to pay me back.” With that, he stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Mrs. Johnson let out a long sigh. Before she could speak, I said first: “You too.” Mrs. Johnson: “Hm?” “You make an itemized list too. You’ve been supporting me since I was little. It’s time for me to repay you now.” Mrs. Johnson was taken aback, unconsciously calling out to me: “Zoe, are you… are you trying to cut ties with me too?” I lowered my head silently, holding back tears. “It’s normal for men to make some mistakes outside. Why can’t you be more flexible, Zoe?” Mrs. Johnson was still trying to persuade me. “Go back for now. I’ll pretend I didn’t hear anything about a divorce.” “No…” I had barely gotten a word out when Mrs. Johnson shut me down. “Zoe Lin, how many times are you going to make a fuss about divorce? The Johnson family has treated you so well, what more could you possibly be unsatisfied with? I supported you for so many years, and you think you can just pay me off with money? Let me tell you, what you owe me, you’ll never be able to repay in this lifetime!” I stood there frozen. These words felt so familiar. Looking at Mrs. Johnson’s bitter and sarcastic face. The gentle and kind image of Mrs. Johnson in my memories was crumbling bit by bit. The person who had tenderly held my hand was gradually becoming blurry. I don’t remember how I left the Johnson house. By the time I came to my senses, I was already in the car with Blake heading home. Before we left, Mrs. Johnson and Blake had whispered to each other outside the car. I didn’t care at all. After getting in the car, Blake’s expression wasn’t as unpleasant as before. He even took the initiative to talk to me. “You acted pretty convincingly this time. But I still advise you not to waste your efforts. Lily is the only one in my heart. No matter what you do, it won’t change anything.” Looking at Blake’s faintly smug face, I fell into deep thought. Shouldn’t a man who has found true love harshly reject a clingy ex who won’t let go? But why did he seem to be rejoicing that I was just acting? The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt. I simply closed my eyes to rest. Yes. I owed Mrs. Johnson too much. More than I could ever repay. So she took away my marriage. And I couldn’t say anything. Back at Blake’s villa. I called Mia first to briefly report the situation to her. Mia was furious on the other end of the phone: “No wonder you wouldn’t divorce him. So that was the root of it. If you ask me, you shouldn’t have such a strong moral compass. She’s emotionally blackmailing you, you might as well just be an ungrateful bitch.” Now that everything was out in the open, Mia had reverted to her former chatty self. I stayed silent. Mrs. Johnson had always been different for me. “It’s fine. Looking at it from another perspective, I’m rich and free now, and my husband doesn’t even come home. How blissful.” Mia was quiet for a moment before asking: “How much does he give you each month?” I opened my banking app, took a look, and told her a number that nearly made my jaw drop. Mia: “Actually, I don’t think you absolutely have to get divorced.” She made me laugh. “Alright, you get some good rest today.” After chatting for a long time, Mia and I reluctantly hung up. Just as I was about to get some proper rest, I realized Blake was standing silently at my bedroom door. Startled me. “Need something?” Blake shook his head, but walked straight in. He casually opened the closet and started changing clothes. ? How shameless. Thinking this was his home, and I didn’t really have the right to make him leave, so I left first. Blake spoke coldly behind me: “Where are you going?” I turned back in a daze: “Aren’t you changing clothes? I’m giving you some space.” “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.” But I haven’t seen it. Unfortunately, Blake wouldn’t believe me even if I said so. After this incident, I decided to choose a guest room with better lighting as my bedroom. When Blake found out about this, he didn’t seem to have much of a reaction, so I took it as his tacit approval. We continued like this peacefully for a week. One evening at dinner time, Blake didn’t come home. I didn’t wait for him either. He was probably with his true love. I guessed. In the middle of the night, as I was sleeping hazily, I felt someone standing by my bed. I opened my eyes and there really was someone there. I blurted out a curse. Turning on the light, I saw it was Blake. Having been woken up in the middle of the night, I was deeply resentful: “Are you sick? Standing by someone’s bed in the middle of the night?” Blake stared at my face without speaking. “Weirdo.” I cursed once more before turning over to go back to sleep. “Today, you didn’t send me a text message.” ? What text message? I was so tired I didn’t want to deal with him at all. “If you’re sick, go to the hospital. If you’re lacking love, go find your mistress.” With that, I fell asleep again, not caring if anyone was still there. Hearing my faint snoring, Blake seemed to laugh. “Mistress… looks like you still care after all.” Early the next morning when I woke up, I wanted to confront Blake, but found he had left very early. He got away quickly. After breakfast, I continued my job search. Ever since Blake had told me to pay him back, I had become wary. But after applying to several companies in my field, they all rejected me as soon as they heard my name. I knew Blake and his mother had probably warned them off. They didn’t dare offend the Johnson family, so they wouldn’t hire me. Perhaps this was why I hadn’t been able to find work all these years. But I couldn’t give up. I had to keep trying. Sitting around passively would only make things worse. After searching for a very long time, I finally found a company willing to let me come in for a trial. I was overjoyed and excitedly told Mia about it. “What did you say the company was called?” “Starlight. Why, have you heard of it?” Mia: “Have I heard of it? Starlight was founded single-handedly by the second young master of the Gu family. You forgot about the Gu family? They’re your Johnson family’s biggest rivals in Jianghai.” I pondered for a while. “No wonder they dared to hire me. But I think it’s more likely they want to see the Johnson family make fools of themselves.” “You really plan to go?” “Of course. It’s not easy to get an opportunity, I can’t miss it. Besides, the enemy of my enemy is my friend!” The interview was scheduled for an afternoon a few days later. I went over the professional knowledge in my mind again and again, and put on an outfit I thought was appropriate, before taking a taxi to the interview location. There were far more people interviewing than I had expected. Either bright-eyed college students, or experienced professionals in crisp suits. Looking around, I seemed to be the most ordinary one here. I sighed slightly, thinking I might really be wasting my time today. Sitting outside waiting, I was still a bit nervous. But when the impassive interviewer across from me fired question after question at me. I calmly answered them all. Afterwards, the interviewer nodded and told me to go home and wait for news. I breathed a sigh of relief. At least I had passed this round. When I got home, Blake was sitting on the couch waiting for me. Seeing his expression wasn’t great, I didn’t want to be bothered by him and just wanted to quickly get back to my room.
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