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Early Monday morning, I found Lu Ming's company at the address provided by Mu Miaomiao. It was located in the city center, where foot traffic was heavy, and taking the bus would likely lead to congestion while the subway would be crowded.
I had just taken out my professional attire that I hadn't worn for six months and ironed it the night before. As I stepped out of the subway station, I nearly got crushed in the crowd. Looking down at my wrinkled outfit, I tugged at it repeatedly, wondering what a software company was doing in such a place.
After finally locating the office and reaching the entrance on the twenty-third floor, I explained my purpose to the receptionist. She took me to meet the project manager, a woman in her forties who greeted me with a light smile and extended her hand. "Hello, I'm Dong Lu, the project manager."
It was surprising to see a woman in this role among so many programmers. After politely shaking her hand, I listened as she continued, "From now on, you'll be working with me. I'll be responsible for arranging your tasks. Is that okay?"
"Sure, Sister Lu."
After greeting my new colleagues one by one, I settled into my assigned position and took care of some miscellaneous tasks. I glanced toward the general manager's office and learned from Sister Lu that Lu Ming rarely came by.
I felt a slight sense of relief; just thinking about Lu Ming felt suffocating. Sister Lu seemed to notice my unease and suddenly sighed beside me.
"Women should rely on themselves no matter what. How long can you depend on something superficial? Real skills are what truly matter, right, Zhuang Jun?"
Hearing Sister Lu's words made me think she might have misunderstood something. I opened my mouth to explain but didn't know how to clarify. It could have been an innocent comment from her, and my explanation might make me seem guilty.
I actually felt a bit guilty since it was Mu Miaomiao who helped me find this job; I should understand the need to keep a low profile after coming in through the back door. So, I decided to stay silent.
At lunchtime, everyone went downstairs to eat one after another. When Sister Lu picked up her coat and glanced at me, she asked if I wanted to join her. I nodded in agreement and followed her down.
After lunch, we happened to pass by a nearby mall that was having a sale. I noticed a bedding store offering discounts and thought about getting a set for my mother-in-law. Sister Lu raised an eyebrow as she watched me and asked, "Do you have a mother-in-law now?"
"Mm." I nodded and handed the card to the cashier. "I've been married for three years."
Sister Lu's expression showed a hint of surprise, her gaze deepening, but she didn't say anything further. After paying, I noticed it was still early, so I decided to take the comforter to my mother-in-law. I had a small hope in my heart, much like when I got a perfect score in school and couldn't wait to go home for recognition.
After bidding farewell to Sister Lu, I took a taxi to my mother-in-law's apartment complex. Previously, Wang Xu had been reluctant to bring her over because he was concerned about me and also enjoyed our newlywed bliss.
However, this year, my mother-in-law had been coming over more frequently and often stayed in the guest room. Recently, it seemed she had grown increasingly displeased with me, often leaving right after meals. Perhaps if I took the initiative to have Wang Xu bring her over, it might at least make her less averse to me?
With high hopes, I arrived at my mother-in-law's door and knocked for quite some time without any response. Just as I was wondering about it, an elderly lady came down the stairs muttering, "Stop knocking, stop knocking; you'll scare my old lady's soul away."
The old lady walked down the stairs unsteadily. Feeling a bit embarrassed, I asked, "Excuse me, have you seen my mother-in-law, Wang Min?"
"Wang Min? The one who lived here? Didn't she move out long ago?" The old lady's voice was drawn out as if recalling something. "That was days ago; she left a long time ago."
I was still smiling, but the comforter in my hands felt as heavy as lead. "You must be mistaken; my mother-in-law hasn't moved out. She's always lived here; maybe she's just not back today."
That must be it.
"She left; she left early with big bags and small bags. It was her son who came to move her."
The old lady slowly walked closer to me, hunched over but straightening slightly. She paused for less than a minute before continuing down the stairs without looking at me or saying another word.
She was lying.
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