This time, Ji Silin replied with a voice message.
“If you’re worried, I’ll have a written guarantee drawn up for you. Every transfer and every expense during our relationship will be recorded as a voluntary gift, never to be reclaimed.”
Ji Silin’s voice was low and calm, without a flicker of emotion.
Meng Mian listened, and felt utterly reassured.
That meant even after she spent the money, she wouldn’t have to find a way to pay it back later.
She replied sweetly right away. “Then I’ll trouble you.”
Ji Silin genuinely felt that Meng Mian’s voice was much more pleasant to listen to now.
If she really wanted a written guarantee, didn’t that mean she wouldn’t cling to him on the day they broke up? That she also saw this as a transaction where each side got what they needed?
He needed a girlfriend. She wanted his money.
Ji Silin found talking to the current Meng Mian very easy.
Not like before. She clearly wanted his money, yet said a whole lot about only liking him and not being after his money, while constantly hinting that he should give her money.
Ji Silin said, “Tomorrow morning at eight, someone will deliver the guarantee to you.”
Meng Mian said, “Okay. Thank you.”
The next morning at eight, there was a knock at the door of Meng Mian’s place. Ji Silin’s people delivered the guarantee to her right on time.
Meng Mian looked it over. The guarantee bore Ji Silin’s vigorous, sharp signature, along with his fingerprint, and every date was filled in.
Fully legal and valid.
The guarantee even stated at the end that if the two of them broke up, regardless of the reason, Ji Silin would compensate her with ten million yuan in breakup fees.
Meng Mian put the guarantee away, and only then headed to work.
The original owner had a job. She was a low-level employee in the HR department of Li Group.
The original owner had graduated from a third-rate university, and with no work experience right after graduating, she shouldn’t have been able to get into a big company like Li Group.
But Li Group’s heiress, Li Xiwei, had been her middle school classmate. They happened to run into each other on the day of the interview. When Li Xiwei saw it was her, she had her hired.
Yesterday, the original owner should have gone to work too, but because she wanted to seduce the male lead, she had taken the day off to stay home.
Before Meng Mian transmigrated, she had worked far too hard. She made a great deal of money, but before she could enjoy it, she died suddenly and transmigrated here.
But now she didn’t want to push herself that hard anymore. She planned to just work an ordinary job from now on, and mainly enjoy life properly.
Except the place the original owner rented was a bit far from work.
The original owner thought riding an electric scooter was embarrassing, and thought taking the bus or squeezing onto the subway to work was embarrassing too. She usually took a taxi to work.
Meng Mian saw that a bus had just left the bus stop. To take the subway, she would have to take the bus to the subway station first.
She lived in an old neighborhood, and there was no subway station around here.
To avoid being late, she took a taxi too.
But during rush hour, traffic was terribly jammed.
The taxi crawled along like a turtle.
Watching people outside the window ride electric scooters past one after another through the gaps, Meng Mian decided to buy herself an electric scooter after work today.
She barely made it to the company on time, but the moment she stepped into the HR department, someone stopped her.
A colleague was warm and friendly. “You’re here for the interview, right? The interview is at ten. It’s only nine now. Please wait over in the waiting area. Don’t wander around, okay?”
Meng Mian looked perfectly well-behaved. “No, I’m here for work.”
“Work? Ah, who are you?” The colleague hadn’t recognized her at all.
A small, porcelain-white face, so clean and so pretty, and clearly so well-behaved. Did their HR department have anyone like this?
Meng Mian thought again of how the original owner’s makeup had completely hidden her original looks.
Meng Mian wanted to sigh.
“I’m Meng Mian.”
“What?! You’re Meng Mian?!”
The one who reacted the most wasn’t this colleague, but another colleague in the HR department.
Yao Ting got up straight from her desk and walked over, staring at Meng Mian in utter disbelief.
With the original owner’s memories, Meng Mian knew this person didn’t get along with the original owner.
She often said things to the original owner’s face and mocked her.
“How do you look like this?!” Yao Ting was about to die of anger.
Usually Meng Mian wore such heavy makeup that she’d assumed Meng Mian had a poor natural foundation and wasn’t actually pretty at all.
But it turned out she was a hundred times, a thousand times prettier than when she wore makeup!
Definitely far prettier than her.
The other colleagues were all praising her. “Meng Mian, so you’ve been this pretty all along. Ah, no, that’s not what I mean. It’s not that you weren’t pretty before. You’re just even prettier now!”
This face really was so clean, so pretty!
Seeing everyone praising Meng Mian, Yao Ting couldn’t stand it and immediately turned sarcastic. “Why do you even need to come to work? Don’t tell me that stuff about the Ji family powerholder being your boyfriend is a lie?”
The original owner had bragged everywhere that she was now Ji Silin’s girlfriend, so the whole company knew.
But Yao Ting was clearly targeting her.
Meng Mian looked at Yao Ting and smiled. “If you’re jealous, just say so. Does being this sarcastic actually make you feel better?”
“What nonsense are you talking about? What would I be jealous of?” Yao Ting acted as if she’d been stepped on a sore spot, nearly jumping up.
Inside, she was panicking to death.
She really was jealous.
Meng Mian was actually the girlfriend of a top-tier wealthy family powerholder now!
How was she any worse than Meng Mian?
Yet all the men who chased her were broke!
But even so, she didn’t want anyone to know she was actually the same kind of person as Meng Mian, vain and money-worshipping.
Just then, Supervisor Chen of the HR department walked in.
Yao Ting hurried back to her desk.
When Supervisor Chen saw Meng Mian, she didn’t recognize her at first either, and was extremely surprised that Meng Mian was actually this clean and pretty.
Supervisor Chen said, “Meng Mian, you and Xiao Su take this display board to the lobby too. The other display boards have already been taken over. There will be a lot of people coming for interviews today.”
“Okay.”
Meng Mian and the intern Xiao Su each took one side and carried the display board toward the lobby.
The board wasn’t heavy at all, just a bit large, hard for one person to carry.
The board had to go across from the front desk.
The moment they reached the lobby, Meng Mian and Xiao Su carried it toward the opposite side.
They didn’t notice that many people had come in through the revolving door, all in suits and leather shoes.
Especially the one at the head. Tall, long-legged, radiating the oppressive presence of someone in power.
Meng Mian was walking backward, and just like that, she bumped into the person at the head.
“Ow, that hurts.”
Meng Mian had always been oversensitive to pain.
Stimuli that a normal person would find mildly painful, or not painful at all, she would feel as excruciating pain.
She hadn’t expected that after transmigrating into a book, the original owner had this constitution too.
But this was clearly her own fault for not watching where she was going and bumping into someone.
She instinctively turned around at once, wanting to apologize.
“Sor—”
But the moment the apology left her mouth, she saw the man she’d bumped into. Tall and upright, with sharp brows and bright eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and not a trace of warmth in his eyes.
Not a trace of expression either.
Uh…
Wasn’t this her boyfriend, Ji Silin?
Ji Silin’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He was the one who’d been bumped into, and he hadn’t said anything, yet the one who did the bumping was the one crying about pain.
And it was just a light bump.
What was there to hurt about?
Delicate.
But seeing the young woman with red lips and white teeth, skin so tender it seemed it might break at a touch, so white she seemed to glow.
Her clear almond eyes were already red, pitifully brimming with tears.
Her whole person was so tender you could pinch water out of her.
Ji Silin felt even more certain the girl was delicate.