When I was assigned to that rundown branch by the old man, I just felt annoyed.

From childhood to adulthood, everything in my life has been arranged for me.

Clearly, I won first place in the photography competition, but he still smashed my camera and burned my memory card.

Crazy.

Then let's hurt each other.

Just be indifferent.

This lousy company will eventually be ruined by him.

That manager Huang is quite clever. Seeing that I'm not easy to handle, he directly handed me over to his subordinate, Supervisor An Zhi.

She looks cold and indifferent every day, like a workaholic.

Boring.

Who would have thought she would dare to scold me?

So unfair.

Do you think you can just curse and leave?

I chuckled in anger and followed her out, arguing with her.

We hadn't walked far when I noticed she was squatting there.

I furrowed my brows, approached her, and bent down to look at her, only to find that she was actually crying.

She can cry too?

Is it because of me?

That moment, to be honest, I felt a bit panicked.

And she was crying so loudly.

I had no choice but to endure the stares of passersby and take her, who was still crying, to the underground parking lot.

What's funny is that she kept crying and scolding me at the same time. Was that necessary?

Later, I found out that she wasn't crying because of me, but because of her ex-boyfriend.

And they had a chance encounter at the bar.

Interesting.

I enjoyed the show up close and felt satisfied.

But strangely, that night I dreamt of An Zhi with red and teary eyes.

What a ghostly experience.

Anyway, this time we established some sort of friendship. I also managed to be less obvious in my indifference and did what I was supposed to do.

After that, I just sat there playing games while she diligently worked, staring at the screen, looking exhausted.

I furrowed my brows.

Oh well, let's consider me kind-hearted and help her out.

So gradually, our relationship improved a lot. She was also good at playing along and once she discovered that I could actually fix those broken watches, she treated me like a beast of burden.

I wasn't happy about it, but she would look at me with a pitiful gaze, knowing how to handle me.

She's really wicked.

When I finished, my true nature would emerge, and she would pat my shoulder proudly, saying, "You did well, Xiao Lin."

She's a wicked woman, really wicked.

Unconsciously, I curved my lips.

And then, that night, I dreamt of her again.

This isn't right.