Chapter 1 Breaking Through The Romance
It was seven o''clock on a midsummer morning. Olivia Ying was having a bad start to the day. After
several efforts, she finally managed to get on to the bus, which was overflowing with people. It was so
crowded, she couldn''t move an inch. She thanked her lucky stars that she had decided to wear a pair
of canvas shoes this morning. Otherwise, she wouldn''t have ever caught the bus and missed her long-
awaited job interview.
She breathed a sigh of relief and began going over some of the questions that the interviewer might
ask her. Two years after graduation, she hadnded a job as an assistant to the manager of the
nning department in a branch office in W City. This time, because of family pressure, she had to
move back to her hometown. She might have had a chance to get a promotion after working there for
six months, but now that opportunity waspletely ruined. It took her a long time to convince the
manager to allow her to work at the headquarters. She would have to start from the position of a clerk
and work her way up.
A sudden brake squished Olivia Ying against the ss door. The people behind her were trying to
squeeze their way past her. Someone shouted, "Sir, open the front door. We can''t get through the
crowd."
"Ah!" As Olivia Ying yelled, the door opened without warning and she fell out, almost spraining her
ankle. For the second time that morning, she felt lucky that she wasn''t wearing her high-heeled shoes
and opted to carry them in her bag to changeter instead.
A wave of people emerged from the bus, creating a tiny bit of space on the bus. The driver was about
to close the door when Olivia Ying quickly jumped back in. Holding on to the handle for dear life, she
finally breathed a sigh of relief. When she lowered her head, she realized that her white dress was
stained with some inexplicable ck stuff. She was aghast as she didn''t have spare clothes right now.
Half an hourter, she arrived at the destination and quickly hopped off, unable to salvage her stained
dress. Standing across the road, she saw the eye-catching building of the headquarters. She took a
deep breath and gave herself a pep talk, "Olivia, you can do it. You are not a rookie anymore."
She checked in at the reception counter and habitually nced at the elevators. As expected, it was
packed!
It was amonint among many white-cor workers that they were in bad shape because of
being cooped up in the office all day long with no time to exercise. Tobat this, Olivia Ying would
always take the stairs to keep her tummy t and weight in check. In fact, taking the bus was another
excuse for her to get some exercise in the day.
Most importantly, the human resources department was on the eighth floor. She could climb the stairs
with little effort.
She jogged up to the sixth floor with ease and finally leaned against the railing for a brief rest.
Suddenly, some strange sounds reached her ears.
Driven by curiosity, Olivia Ying peeked up and immediately retracted her head. A man and a woman
were discussing something.
Suddenly, a phone rang, which made Olivia Ying jump, thinking it was her phone. But when the people
upstairs started talking, she rxed.
"Tina, please help me deal with it. I''ll go down soon," begged the woman to the person on the other
side of the line.
Olivia Ying twirled a long, curly ck lock of hair absent-mindedly, trying to block out conversation. It
seemed that they were talking about a private matter.
''I''ll just wait a moment,'' she told herself, looking at her watch. Fortunately, she still had five minutes left.
"What do you mean by saying if we continue our rtionship, your life will be ruined? You can''t face
anyone just because you are with me? In that case, let''s file for divorce. Marriage is a burden to you
anyway," the man said firmly.
Olivia Ying was bbergasted. They were husband and wife?
"Why are you yelling at me? I''m just asking for time. I said those because Tina urged me. And now it''s
really important. How can I leave the building?" the woman whispered coquettishly, pulling the man''s
sleeve and ying the victim.
The man snorted, "It''s very simple. Take my arm and get out of here. From now on, we don''t need to
hide anything anymore."
"Dick Zhou! Why are you still talking to me like that? Can''t you understand? I''m just starting my career.
Why can''t you support me the way other husbands do?"ined the woman in an aggrieved tone.
Olivia Ying couldn''t believe she was stuck in this crazy situation. What the hell was going on? Why
were they still quarreling? She started to panic. If she made it to the eighth floor, she would get her
dream job. She wasn''t going to lose this opportunity because of them.
She braced herself and dashed up without raising her head, hoping to fly past them. However,
something stopped her in her tracks. Her arm was grabbed forcibly.
Olivia raised her head and met a man''s eyes, who could be described as handsome, but his eyes were
too dangerous. "Sir, I''m going to bete. Please let go of me."
The man stared at her for an ufortably long moment and then he asked icily, "How long have you
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been standing there?"
"That''s not the point, okay? I''m going for an interview. I have to be there in three minutes! You can''t
hold me responsible for this. You could have gone somewhere private for your quarrel." Olivia tried to
pull her arm free from his iron grip, but he was holding on so tight his palm print was probably on her
arm. How could he be so cruel?
"You heard that, Dick! What should we do? She will definitely leak this information." The woman was
hysterical and tears filled her eyes.
Olivia was shocked. It turned out that this woman was an actress. No wonder she was so afraid of
reporters. But Olivia couldn''t remember ever seeing her on TV. Perhaps she was an uing star,
who wasn''t famous yet. Should she ask for her autograph? It might be valuable in the future. A good
idea!
Dick Zhou checked out Olivia up and down and said curtly, "Clothes."
"What are you doing?" Olivia demanded. She subconsciously crossed her arms across her chest.
The man snorted, "Don''t worry. I''m not interested in little girls like you. Swap your clothes with her. I''ll
help you pass the interview, and I''llpensate you for your clothes."
Olivia was taken aback. She couldn''t understand why he said that, but from his authoritative tone, he
seemed like a manager. "Is it true?"
What Dick Zhou really wanted to do was toss her down from the eighth floor. Did she think that QS
Advertising Media Company was a collection station that would ept all kinds of rubbish? But he kept
his cool and exined patiently, "I''m here. After changing your clothes, you cane upstairs with me.
I won''t run away."
"Yes, please trust him," coaxed the woman, who had already taken off her long Bohemian dress,
revealing her sultry figure.
After making sure that the man wasn''t looking, Olivia took off her dress and shyly handed her soiled
dress to the woman. She couldn''t help but envy her. She was sculpted beautifully by God.
"Thank you. I''m leaving now." The woman picked up her handbag from the ground.
Dick Zhou said, "Wait a minute. Change your shoes or you''ll be too conspicuous."
The woman clearly loved her high-heeled shoes and was unwilling to take them off. Being a kind-
hearted soul, Olivia opened her bag and took out a pair of high-heeled shoes. She put them on and
handed her canvas shoes and the empty bag to the woman.
"Wow, you are my savior! Honey, take care of her." The woman hurried down the stairs.
Olivia turned her attention to the man. Dick Zhou scowled. Going by her behavior, she was trying to
figure out whether or not he was a liar. He said unhappily, "Follow me."