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Meanwhile, deep in the old alleyways near Nanjing Road, there is a small room converted from a second-floor balcony.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, and Zhu Suosuo, wearing a pink sweatshirt and white shorts, sat on the windowsill enjoying the breeze.

She was painting her nails while scrolling through short videos of Han Tao's lectures, looking relaxed and at ease.

"Ring ring~~"

Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the silence.

Zhu Suosuo frowned slightly as she looked at the caller ID, then called out, "Luo Jiaming, come answer this phone for me!"

"Coming!" A bespectacled man in a plaid shirt, who looked like an honest, unassuming person, ran over and asked, "What's up, Suosuo?"

"Answer the phone for me and tell him that we've broken up and we shouldn't contact each other anymore."

Zhu Suosuo didn't even look up; she simply handed him her phone and continued painting her nails.

Luo Jiaming happily took the phone, turned on the speakerphone and said, "Hello, you didn't dial the wrong number."

Zhu Suosuo has broken up with you. Please don't call me again.

"Why should I? Because I'm Suosuo's cousin. If you ever need anything, you can call me at 13335..."

"what?"

Before Luo Jiaming could finish speaking, Zhu Suosuo snatched the phone away and hung up immediately.

Why are you telling him so much? Is it for business?

Luo Jiaming smiled awkwardly. Although her attitude wasn't good, he wasn't angry at all. He simply explained patiently:

"I'm just worried he might harass you again. I'm your cousin, it's my duty to help you."

"Then thank you, cousin!"

Zhu Suosuo emphasized the words "cousin" very much, then turned to look at Luo Jiaming and rolled her eyes.

  

"Um, that..." Looking at the beautiful and charming Zhu Suosuo in front of him, Luo Jiaming hesitated, unsure of how to start the conversation.

Zhu Suosuo glanced back at Luo Jiaming, who seemed hesitant to speak, and replied absentmindedly:

"What's wrong? Just say what you want to say, why are you beating around the bush!"

"Our company had a staff dinner, and everyone brought their girlfriends, so I..." Luo Jiaming tentatively asked, a little shyly.

"I'm not going!" Zhu Suosuo refused without even thinking.

Luo Jiaming's intentions were obvious. If it were just about helping, it wouldn't matter, but he really liked her, so she didn't want to set a bad precedent.

"Oh, I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything!" Luo Jiaming suppressed his disappointment and turned to leave with a dejected look on his face.

But when they reached the door, he couldn't suppress the flutter in his heart and turned back again to say, "SuoSuo, you're so beautiful!"

Whether moved by her cousin's sincerity or feeling helpless as a dependent, Zhu Suosuo sighed, "Where are we going to eat? It's too far, I'm not going."

"It's not far, only fifteen minutes. I'm going to get ready; we'll leave in a bit!"

Luo Jiaming was overjoyed to hear that she was willing to pretend to be his girlfriend and attend his colleagues' dinner party.

Watching Luo Jiaming leave in high spirits, Zhu Suosuo shook her head helplessly. She couldn't help it; she truly couldn't accept Luo Jiaming.

Although my uncle treated me very well, and my aunt took me in for so many years.

But no spoon can avoid touching the edge of the pot, especially with my aunt's mouth; her words are like knives.

Therefore, in order not to burden her uncle, she could only try her best to please her family in life and carefully maintain that sense of security.

Because she had long been fed up with living under someone else's roof and was eager to escape this situation, she valued material things far too much.

But Luo Jiaming, this mama's boy, simply doesn't have the ability to buy a house and move out on his own.

Even if Zhu Suosuo could afford it, she wouldn't accept it, because that would mean she would be living with someone else for the rest of her life.

So she was determined to find a rich boyfriend. The most direct manifestation of her ideal prince was that he owned his own house, no matter how big or small, and had lots and lots of money in his bank account.

She was so eager to have her own home. In fact, Brother Han said that he had also thought about moving out and renting a house before.

However, renting an apartment in Shanghai is not cheap, and she was too picky about jobs, so the jobs she found were mediocre, and the money she earned was far from enough.

My father does give me a monthly allowance, which is enough for my uncle's family's daily expenses, but the money is directly deposited into my uncle and aunt's bank accounts.

After Zhu Suosuo finished her makeup, her mind heavy with thoughts, Luo Jiaming's eyes widened in disbelief: "Suosuo, you're so beautiful!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

Zhu Suosuo's bright red lips are very eye-catching, and coupled with her bright red jumpsuit, she can be said to be the most beautiful girl in this alley.

After going downstairs, Luo Jiaming excitedly rode his electric scooter, carrying Zhu Suosuo, to the hot pot restaurant where the new company was having a dinner party.

The moment the beautiful and poised Zhu Suosuo appeared, she drew the attention of all the men on the second floor of the restaurant, becoming the focus of the entire event.

Luo Jiaming has a female colleague who is extremely jealous. In order to prevent everyone's attention from being focused on Zhu Suosuo, she deliberately starts talking about work-related matters.

This was naturally something Zhu Suosuo was unfamiliar with, but she could also see the sense of exclusion in the eyes of Luo Jiaming's female colleague.

As Zhu Suosuo muttered to herself, "If only I had a decent job right now," she took out her phone and quickly sent a message to Han Tao.

She wanted to ask Han Tao if he had time to take a look at the resume she had prepared over the past two days, and also to ask him for advice on which industry would be more suitable for her.

After waiting a while and seeing that the other party had not replied, Zhu Suosuo made an excuse to go to the restroom and ran out to call Jiang Nansun:

"Nan Sun, where are you? I'm planning to go to Fuxing Road later to ask Brother Han for help with my resume."

Didn't you say you were planning to find an internship? Want to join me?

"Suo Suo," Jiang Nansun and Zhang Anren had just gotten out of the car when she heard Suo Suo's question and replied with a slightly helpless expression:

"My aunt has returned to China and said she wants to renovate the old house. I'm bringing Zhang Anren here to take a look at it in person."

Then we still need to discuss the blueprints, and I'm afraid we won't be able to finish in a while, so you can go ahead now!

Zhu Suosuo felt a mix of emotions. Nan Sun had Zhang Anren by her side, and he was like a personal male servant, taking meticulous care of her.

And what about her? She didn't even have anyone to talk to, only Luo Jiaming, a BMW-driving man who listened to his mother in everything and never grew up, clinging to her.

"Okay, you go ahead and get busy." After hanging up the phone, she touched up her lipstick in front of the bathroom mirror, straightened her skirt, and then returned to the dining table.

This time, Zhu Suosuo ignored the female colleague's provocative gaze, picked up a glass of juice, and gave Luo Jiaming's colleagues a polite yet distant smile:

"Excuse me, I just replied to an important message. Please continue, everyone. I'll toast you all with juice instead of alcohol."

This gesture eased the tension somewhat, and Luo Jiaming gave her a grateful look. But Zhu Suosuo's thoughts had already drifted to Fuxing Road.

She secretly planned to slip away after finishing her meal and have a good talk with Han Tao.

This resume is crucial to whether she can find a better job and finally escape this cage.