Director Jiang, don't let the divorce get out of control.

Jiang Yubai said gently, "Hello, my family used to live here. I was just passing by and wanted to come and visit."

The neighbor frowned. "Before? Were your family members children who lived here?"

Jiang Yubai's heart stirred slightly. "Yes."

The neighbor shook his head and sighed softly, "Are you her brother? I remember she was sent here when she was only eight or nine years old. I thought she was here on vacation."

"As a result, I lived there for several years and hardly ever went out."

Jiang Yubai's fingers tightened slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Is she...doing well here?"

"It's hard to say, but I think the child might have some kind of mental illness." The neighbor frowned. "One night, our whole family was asleep when we suddenly heard a scream from next door."

"My husband put on a coat and went to knock on the door. They said everything was fine inside. But the noise they were making didn't seem like anything was wrong..."

She couldn't help but probe, "That child...does he have some kind of mental problem? Otherwise, why would he be locked up here, and screaming like that in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Yubai took out his phone and found Wen Ruan's ID photo taken last year. In the photo, her eyes were calm and gentle. "Is that her?"

The neighbor leaned closer for a look and exclaimed, "Yes, that's her. She's grown so much..."

"Is she...doing well now?"

Jiang Yubai put away his phone. "I'm doing very well."

The neighbor breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. That child was fair-skinned and cute when he was little, and he was just so lovable."

"I even told my husband that I wanted to take it home and raise it, but who knew..."

Jiang Yubai pursed his thin lips and returned to the car, his eyes behind his glasses devoid of any warmth.

He only knew that Wen Ruan had never lived in the Wen family home before, but he never imagined that she had lived alone in a suburban villa when she was only eight years old.

Why would the Wen family treat a child this way?

Jiang Yubai made a phone call, gave a few instructions in a deep voice, and then drove back to the city.

Monday arrived in the blink of an eye, and when Wen Ruan arrived at the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation in the morning, she found that the atmosphere in the office was not quite right.

Wen Ruan arrived at her workstation, and before she could ask anything, He Huahua grabbed her wrist and whispered through gritted teeth, "Ruan Ruan, the simultaneous interpreter list for the forum has been changed! Your name has been removed and replaced by Lin Xia..."

Wen Ruan was taken aback. "When did this happen?"

The list of simultaneous interpreters was submitted last Friday, and it included her and five other interpreters.

"The HR department issued a notice this morning. Director Shen is on a business trip and probably doesn't know about this yet. It was approved directly by HR."

He Huahua was so angry she could hardly breathe. "They said it was a request from the foreign side, specifically asking for a replacement."

"Calm down."

Wen Ruan opened her computer and looked through the notification emails; the sender was the Human Resources Department.

Reason for change of translator: [The foreign party requested a change of translator.]

"Ruan Ruan, aren't you angry?" He Huahua asked incredulously, seeing that Ruan Ruan's emotions were so stable.

The others also glanced over furtively when they saw Wen Ruan, some with worry and others with schadenfreude.

But most people were very dissatisfied with this, because Lin Xia was just a new translator who had taken someone else's spot.

Who knew they would be the next ones to be replaced?

Although the translation job is competitive, it depends more on ability. Can Lin Xia translate it clearly?

"Let me ask Director Shen first."

He Huahua immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Go ahead and ask."

Although Director Shen is also a new director, he seems to have become the backbone of everyone.

Wen Ruan: [Director Shen, the forum list has been changed. HR said it was at the request of the foreign party. Have you received any notification?]

Shen Yicheng: [? I haven't received any requests from the foreign party to change the translation. I'll handle it when I get back this afternoon.]

Wen Ruan: [Okay.]

She put down her phone, and He Huahua pressed, "How did it go?"

"Director Shen said he'll be back this afternoon to handle it."

"That's good. Lin Xia hasn't arrived yet. I don't know if she's too scared or what." He Huahua sneered sarcastically, her eyes full of disdain.

At this moment, Lin Xia was wearing a light apricot-colored knitted cardigan, her chin slightly raised.

She usually appears poised and elegant, but today she exudes a hint of arrogance.

Lin Xia arrived at her workstation and greeted Wen Ruan with a smile, "Good morning, senior."

Wen Ruan was flipping through documents when she glanced up at her and said, "Good morning."

He Huahua rolled her eyes speechlessly. Was she trying to show off in front of everyone?

Are you trying to go to heaven?

Lin Xia's voice was light and cheerful, "I heard the forum list came out this morning? Have you seen it, senior?"

"I saw it, so what?" Wen Ruan asked calmly.

Is she testing me, or showing off?

"Well..." Lin Xia smiled naturally yet restrainedly, "You're up there too, senior? I heard the foreign side has particularly high requirements this time."

He Huahua couldn't help but chuckle.

Lin Xia's smile faltered.

Wen Ruan closed the document: "Didn't you look at the list this morning?"

Lin Xia said obediently, "I came in a hurry this morning and haven't had time to look at it yet."

"Why don't you just turn on your computer and take a look?"

Wen Ruan did not show any anger or displeasure, and Lin Xia's well-behaved smile was hard to maintain.

She had thought that Wen Ruan would make a fool of herself upon seeing the list, but to her surprise, she seemed completely unconcerned.

What happened?

Didn't my cousin say that Wen Ruan cares a lot about her job?

Lin Xia forced a smile. "...Senior is right. I'll prepare the materials now."

In the afternoon, Shen Yicheng returned from his business trip and called Wen Ruan to his office.

His expression was not good. "I checked the list. HR said they received a request from the foreign party to change the translator, but when I contacted the foreign representative, they said they had never mentioned changing anyone."

Wen Ruan asked in surprise, "Then who submitted this change request?"

Although she suspected there was something wrong with the changed list, she never expected it was just a front for the foreign party.

"It was Lin Xia's recommender. I've already added your name back and reconfirmed the process with HR. I warned them not to do it again."

Wen Ruan thought for a moment, "Director Shen, why don't we turn the tables on them?"

Shen Yicheng's eyebrows twitched slightly: "What do you mean?"

"I still don't know what Lin Xia is up to. Her intentions towards me are quite clear, but what her specific target is remains unclear. Perhaps..."

Wen Ruan expressed her thoughts, which surprised Shen Yicheng: "Sure. Are you confident?"

"I want to give it a try, otherwise, since she's targeted me time and time again, who knows what she'll do next..."

Shen Yicheng said without hesitation: "I will be there on the day of the forum and will handle any abnormalities immediately."

Wen Ruan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Director Shen."

The two discussed the details. Although fishing was important, the forum was also very important, and they absolutely could not afford to have any problems.

After get off work in the afternoon, Wen Ruan walked out of the gate of the Graduate Institute of Translation and Interpretation and was about to hail a taxi when her wrist was suddenly grabbed from behind.

A familiar yet terrifying voice rang out from behind, "I've come to pick you up from get off work."