Also the male lead in the novel who despised her to the extreme, viewing her as a disgrace.
She didn’t become the male lead’s malicious ex-wife.
Instead, she became the male lead’s… employee.
Damn it, fate’s twists and turns shouldn’t work like this!
……
Their manager spoke to Lu Yanzhou with deep respect, “Director Lu, all the employees in our department are seasoned workers. No one got in through connections—everyone here has solid educational backgrounds and technical skills.”
Lu Yanzhou: “Educational backgrounds?”
Lin Miaomiao, who lacked formal education, remained silent, keeping her head lowered.
At this moment, Lin Miaomiao actually felt a twinge of regret. Back when they divorced, shocked and provoked by the novel’s content, she had hurled many harsh words at the man.
She had only thought that the novel’s portrayal of her was too tragic, believing that while he could hate her, he shouldn’t have gone so far as to report her eldest brother and have him imprisoned.
She thought that as long as she stayed far away and didn’t interfere with his relationship with the female lead, nothing would happen.
So when she insisted on divorcing him and he grabbed her hand, his eyes bloodshot, pleading for her not to go, she slapped his hand away and, fueled by personal resentment, snapped, “You’re poor and a troublemaker, good for nothing except your looks. I must have been blind to fall for you! A deadbeat like you deserves to stay single forever!”
With that, she flung the divorce papers in his face without a shred of mercy, turned around, and left the village with the other villagers.
……
The supervisor had someone bring over the annual report. The man’s slender fingers flipped through it for a few seconds before he coldly closed it.
His voice was deep and icy, “Who prepared this report?”
Everyone glanced at each other, and finally, their eyes landed on Lin Miaomiao.
Lin Miaomiao: “?” She had only been here for two days, barely settled in—how could she have prepared the annual report?
The moment their eyes met, Lin Miaomiao’s breath hitched, but the man merely withdrew his gaze indifferently.
The manager hurriedly explained, “This was written by an employee who was dismissed earlier. They were let go due to lack of diligence. This is our newly transferred accountant. Although she doesn’t have much formal education, she writes beautifully and is excellent at calculations.”
Lin Miaomiao’s handwriting was praised by her previous supervisor, who even asked her to write a poem that now hangs in the factory director’s office.
The manager felt a sense of pride.
Lu Yanzhou spoke calmly, “Is that so? Then I’ll trouble Comrade Lin here to redo it. I’d like to see just how beautiful her handwriting can be.”
The last few words were uttered with a hint of gritted teeth.
Lin Miaomiao stiffened for a few seconds before stepping forward to take the file. “Yes, Director Lu. I’ll complete the task without fail!”
Lu Yanzhou withdrew his gaze, the polished tips of his hard leather shoes turning as he walked away. The other leaders quickly followed suit.
Once the leaders were gone, everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief.
“Oh my! Miaomiao, you’re really unlucky. The new factory director truly doesn’t spare any pity for a delicate woman.”
“Yeah, but the new factory director is so handsome and young!”
“His face is absolutely stunning. He can’t be thirty yet, right? I wonder if he’s married.”
“Whether he’s married or not isn’t something we can dream about. I heard he’s a returned Ph.D. from studying abroad, and his whole family is highly educated.”
“That’s incredible!”
Everyone’s expressions grew even more astonished.
Lin Miaomiao remained silent. Yes, he was incredible—everything she knew, he had taught her patiently, holding her and coaxing her until she learned.
Lu Yanzhou had never shown such a cold expression in front of her before.
To the point where she couldn’t accept that she was the vicious ex-wife in the novel. After awakening, she had nightmares for three days and nights and even developed a high fever.
After everyone finished speaking, seeing Lin Miaomiao’s pale face, they thought she was frightened and comforted her one after another: “It’s fine, all these report data are recorded, you just need to tally them up.”
“That’s right, if there’s anything you don’t understand, we can help you.”
Lin Miaomiao calmed her emotions and gratefully nodded to everyone.
…
In the factory director’s office, the phone rang.
Lu Yanzhou reached out to answer it.
“Old Fourth, are you at work? Miaoyu is also there. Remember to visit her home after you get off work. It’s been so many years, and she still thinks of you. Last time she even asked me when you’d be back. Miaoyu is beautiful, she can sing, dance, and paint. What exactly is it about her that you’re not satisfied with? If you miss this chance, there won’t be another.”
“You’re already thirty. Your brothers’ children are all in kindergarten, and you’re still not married. Do you want to stay single your whole life?”
The man sitting in the black leather chair had a calm, indifferent expression.
“Mom, how many times have I told you? I’m already married. Stop trying to set us up.”
“What kind of marriage is that? A ghost marriage? It’s been five years, and I don’t even know if it’s a person or a ghost.”
“I don’t care. If you don’t go, I’ll hang myself to show you.”
Lu Yanzhou: “Then go ahead. I’ll come back for your funeral.”
Mother Lu: “…”
…
In the accounting office, Lin Miaomiao was still in a daze.
In the novel, she died very early. After he returned to the city, she followed him there and made a scene for a while, then quickly met a tragic end and exited the story.
So she didn’t know much about what happened afterward.
After all, she was just a minor cannon fodder character with hardly any plot.
Five years had passed. He should have married the female lead long ago, right?
Maybe their child was already in preschool.
“Miaomiao, the manager asked me to come help you.” Yu Meijing finished her work and came over to assist.
Lin Miaomiao thanked her gratefully. Working together, they managed to finish just before quitting time. Yu Meijing stretched and asked, “Should you take it or should I?”
Lin Miaomiao: “You go.”
Yu Meijing was a veteran employee and had the highest education in their department, having attended university.
The leaders all thought highly of her.
“Director Lu is so handsome. Don’t you want to get another look at him?”
Lin Miaomiao quickly shook her head: “I don’t. I really don’t want to see him at all.”
The man who had just reached the doorway paused. Didn’t want to see him?
Was he really that unwelcome to her?
“Ah, that’s such a shame. Ever since Director Lu arrived today, the hearts of all the single female comrades in the factory have flown straight to him. They’re dying to catch another glimpse of him. Those who never even washed their faces before—just now when I ran into them, they were actually wearing makeup, each one strutting around like peacocks spreading their tails.”
But then again, Yu Meijing thought, Lin Miaomiao’s heart was still full of her ex-husband. Even though she didn’t say it out loud, Yu Meijing could sense she hadn’t let go. Plus, she had just been transferred up and encountered this situation—she was probably scared inside.
She grew gossipy again. “I heard Director Lu is already thirty and has been married for a long time.”
“And I heard he was sent down to the countryside, but he was brought back not long after, and then he went abroad.”
Married long ago?
Lin Miaomiao’s heart ached. In the novel, when she died, he and the female lead weren’t married yet.
Now that she hadn’t died, and they hadn’t been obstructed by her, the vicious ex-wife, they had probably long since achieved their happy ending.
“You’re being honest this time. Weren’t you always the one who liked staring at good-looking male comrades before?”
“None of the male comrades in this factory can compare to him.”
“You really don’t have any thoughts about him at all?”
Yu Meijing was curious.
Lin Miaomiao took a sip of water from the enamel mug in her hand. “So what? He’s already thirty—an old man at his age. I don’t like him. I prefer the young, sensible, obedient ones…”