Chapter 4 — Take Back Your Life

“I will definitely find your truly disgusting evidence.” Back at the dorm, my hands were shaking so much that I couldn't even hold a glass of water. Lam Diem asked me if I wanted to cry for a while. I shook my head. “After crying, he won't give me back Beijing.” “I need proof.” The news that my first appeal had failed spread that night among the alumni group. Luong Thu Y posted a long article. No names mentioned. But every sentence is like pushing my head down and scolding me. “I'm just a sick person, I've never wanted to rob anyone of their future.” “There are some people who are too elite, so they don't understand the pain of ordinary people who are forced to the limit.” “If a position has to rely on destroying someone else's reputation to get it back, I'd rather not need it.” The accompanying photo is a hospital bracelet. There is also a screenshot of the message. Zhou Jingze asked her: "Are you okay?" She replied: "I'm afraid she hates me." The alumni group exploded. “Is Tham Thoi Vi too evil?” "Luong Thu Y is already sick, is she still chasing and beating people?" "I heard that she directly denounced Chu Kinh Trach, her offer is about to be lost." "It's unsightly to make such a fuss about love affairs." Lam Diem sent me a screenshot, so angry that he immediately sent a sixty-second voice message. "What is she pretending to be white lotus flowers? Post the evidence! Post it now!" I sat in the dormitory, staring at the computer. My evidence is not enough. Login history can prove that Chu Kinh Trach once touched my account, but it cannot prove that he maliciously modified it. The electronic signature that he once saved could also be said by him to be a "shared document between lovers". The school doesn't want to make a big deal out of it. Chu Kinh Trach wanted to suppress the matter. Luong Thu Y acted first, nailing herself into the patient's position. On the contrary, I became an evil person who aggressively oppressed people. The phone vibrates. Chu Kinh Trach sent a message. “Don't respond yet, Thu Y is in a very bad mood.” I looked at that line and burst out laughing. He told me not to respond. Not because of me. It's because Luong Thu Y can continue to stand on the moral high ground and cry. I replied: "What does it have to do with me if she's bad?" He quickly called. I answered the phone. “Tham Thoi Vi, do you have to force her to die?” I closed my eyes. “Chu Kinh Trach, listen clearly, I don't force her.” "Go see what she posted! She's on the verge of collapse!" “What about you?” I asked him. “When you stole my offer, does it matter whether I collapsed or not?” The other end of the line was quiet. After a long while, he said: "You are more resilient than her." I hung up and turned back on the computer. If there is no chat history, find the chat history. If there is no direct evidence, dig up direct evidence. Zhou Jingze is too confident. He is confident that I love him, confident that I will endure, confident that I will not do anything to the most extreme level. But he forgot. Previously, he used my old computer to organize documents to work for Luong Thu Y. That old computer synced with my cloud drive. I thought I had erased it. But the historical version in the cloud drive remains. At two o'clock in the morning, I found a folder that had been deleted but still had sync traces. The folder name is: Thu Y's employment documents. In the historical version, there's not just one screenshot left that hasn't been erased. There are also records of Zhou Jingze editing Liang Shuyi's resume and preparatory documents. In the screenshot is a conversation between Zhou Jingze and Liang Shuyi. Luong Thu Y: "Is she really going to Nam Thanh?" Chu Kinh Trach: "I will handle it, she is so outstanding, she can go anywhere." Luong Thu Y: "But I can't do without Beijing. My fiance's family has said that if I can't get a face-to-face offer, the wedding will have to be reconsidered." Zhou Jingze: "Don't worry, I won't let you lose." Luong Thu Y: "What about Miss Tham?" Chu Kinh Trach: "She loves you, she will understand." Turns out he knew everything. But he still did it. Because I'm sure. I love you. So I deserve sympathy. It's almost morning, me

Send screenshots to Lam Diem. She only replied with two words. “Tham Thoi Vi, do you have to force her to die?” At nine o'clock in the morning, the academy's employment department, Beijing HR, and the school's recruitment system administrator reconnected. Zhou Jingze also came. Maybe you think I still only have those login histories. When he sat down, he even said in a low voice: "Thi Vi, there's still time to stop now." I don't look at you. I turned on the computer. When the screenshot of the first conversation was shown, Zhou Jingze's face immediately turned pale. Second plate. Third plate. Fourth plate. The office was quiet as if someone had died. The expression of the lady in charge of the job changed little by little. Beijing HR's voice came from the screen: "Classmate Chu, please explain what 'I will handle it' and 'she loves you, she will understand' mean." Zhou Jingze opened his mouth. Not even a word can be said. I looked at him.