Chapter 4 — My Ex-Love Is My Boss Again Full

04My performance clearly made Kieu An An wary. She began to intentionally or unintentionally isolate me at work, assigning me unprofessional chores. About that, I don't complain, accept everything, and try to complete every little thing perfectly. I know, at this moment, there can't be any mistakes. I think that as long as I try hard enough, I can silence the gossip. But I underestimated the evil in the workplace. That afternoon, when I went to the tea room to get some water, as soon as I reached the door I heard a conversation inside. It's Kieu An An and a few other female colleagues. "Unexpectedly, that Lam Mac girl also has some bravery, her plan looks great." A bitter voice rang out. Kieu An An laughed softly. "It's a newbie, always wanting to show off, it's understandable." "But, ability is only part of it, whether or not it can last, remains to be seen." Her words were full of meaning. "Sister An An, what do you mean?" "I heard, she was given the nod to join the company by General Director Giang himself." "Don't you guys see? Director Giang treats her very differently from other people. What is it?" Sent to buy coffee, or edit reports - isn't that clearly 'special care'?" Kieu An An's voice was not loud, but filled with sarcasm and malice. "It's impossible? Could it be that she got in through connections?" "Who knows. Girls nowadays, if they want to climb up, they can't do anything." Those dirty words were like sharp blades, stabbing straight into my heart. The blood in my body rushed to my brain, I trembled with anger. I was about to push the door open and confront them directly. Then a cold voice rang out behind me, taking a step forward. "Speaking ill of your colleagues behind their backs, don't you need this month's bonus anymore?" It was Giang Triet. I don't know when he stood behind me. Inside the tea room, the sounds of conversation immediately stopped. He didn't show any expression, pushed the door and went straight to the water heater. The people inside were pale, not daring to breathe loudly. "Director... Director Giang..." He didn't pay any attention to them, took a glass of water and turned to leave. From beginning to end, he didn't look at me, as if I were invisible. The people in the tea room also quietly dispersed like birds flying away. I stood still in place, my mind a mess. Why did he help me? If he really hates me, he can completely stand by and let me drown in those cruel rumors. But he appeared to stop it. This man, I don't understand more and more. The inconvenience, the coldness, and then this sudden protection - like a big net, wrapped tightly around me. I was already determined to completely cut him off. But every time he appeared, he tore open the wound in my heart that was already tender, causing the suppressed emotions to begin to ache again.05