After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Upon hearing my words, Liang Xiaorou asked, "Gu Mo, are you really sure Jiang Yichen doesn't have feelings for you? If he doesn't have feelings for you, why haven't he and Lin Nan gotten married yet?"

I paused for a moment.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Yichen and Lin Nan were already engaged, so they should have been planning to get married by now.

But there's still no news.

"After all, you've been together for so many years, he still has feelings for you."

is it?

I lowered my eyes, feeling a pang of sadness in my heart.

Little Fish's words came flooding back to me.

If he really cared about me, how could he let others bully me?

"Jiang Yichen and Lin Nan are already engaged, and marriage is only a matter of time."

I paused for a moment, then continued, "He's never let me go; he's just getting revenge on me."

Perhaps Liang Xiaorou realized that I didn't believe her story, so she stopped talking.

Not long after, I returned to the company.

I heard there's an interview program for a rising star anchor, and the company needs to send someone to attend.

"They'll probably send Xiaoyu, right? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's the top female star in the company now."

"Yes, and the boss sided with Xiaoyu in what happened today. I'm so envious. When will I be able to be like her and have the boss value me so much?"

"Just think about it. There's no such thing as a free lunch. Besides, how do you know what they've sacrificed behind the scenes?"

Although some people dislike Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu's popularity remains.

Jiang Yichen arrived quickly.

"The company needs to send someone to participate in a talk show. Gu Mo, you go."

When he said this, everyone was in an uproar, and even I couldn't help but look up at him.

why me?

There was a buzz of discussion below, and Lin Nan whispered a reminder, "Xiao Yu is the number one in the company. Logically speaking, Xiao Yu should be the one to go."

Jiang Yichen didn't even glance at Lin Nan, but insisted, "It's decided then, Gu Mo."

I was very surprised by his decision and had no idea what he was up to.

Is it because he feels guilty towards me for what happened with Xiaoyu, and now he wants to make it up to me with a show?

I scoffed.

Do you think I, Gu Mo, am so easily fooled?

Jiang Yichen was truly adept at slapping someone and then giving them a sweet treat.

"No way? I thought it would be Little Fish?"

"Yeah, why would they let Gu Mo go?"

"Could it be because the boss still has feelings for her? Now that I think about it, that's the only explanation that makes sense."

The murmurs of the crowd reached my ears, but I didn't say anything and turned to leave.

Upon hearing these words, Lin Nan's face turned ashen. She glared at them and snapped, "Are you all just bored and have nothing better to do? Instead of wasting time talking nonsense here, you should be helping me find ways to get more votes and boost our sales!"

The group was just gossiping, but Lin Nan overheard them.

In order to keep their jobs, everyone had no choice but to quickly find excuses to leave, and Lin Nan became angrier and angrier.

Seeing that I was about to leave, Lin Nan quickly walked over and blocked my way.

She scoffed, "Satisfied now?"

Lin Nan frowned and warned, "You'd better behave yourself. I can give you this chance, or I can take it away!"

The people looked at me with a hint of gossip, whispering amongst themselves. I completely ignored them and focused on composing myself.

As arranged by Jiang Yichen, I arrived at the TV station. After explaining my identity to the staff, they led me to the dressing room.

"The makeup artist is still busy. If you can, do your own makeup."

The staff were fairly friendly.

I nodded, thanked the other person, and pushed open the door to go inside, but I didn't expect to run into an acquaintance—Marilyn Monroe.

When Monroe saw me after the dressing room door was pushed open, she immediately sneered and said with a mocking expression, "How dare someone like you show your face in front of me?"

I was quite surprised to meet her here, but I don't know what happened during this time.

Seeing my blank expression, Marilyn Monroe practically gritted her teeth.

From her words, I learned that after Jiang Yichen's poisoning incident, Feiyu's reputation was damaged, so it disbanded. Menglu had no choice but to work as a live streamer for another company.

But they only have themselves to blame.

I said calmly, "What does this have to do with me? You reap what you sow. Even without me, someone else would have exposed you."

After Feiyu disbanded, Marilyn Monroe was out of work for a period of time, and her standard of living plummeted.

In a fit of anger, she glanced around and saw the water glass on the table. Without saying a word, she picked up the glass and splashed the water at me.

I instinctively grabbed the splash guard on the table, and the water splashed back in a spectacular fashion, covering Marilyn Monroe's face in water droplets, ruining her freshly applied makeup.

She stomped her foot in anger.

I lowered the partition, sat down, and started applying makeup.

"Although I don't like to cause trouble for others, I'm not someone anyone can bully, understand?"

"Gu Mo, you just wait."

Fortunately, time was tight, and Marilyn was too preoccupied to cause me any more trouble, so she started touching up her makeup.

The interview began quickly, and everyone answered the host's questions fluently, especially Marilyn Monroe, whose answers were smooth and elegant.

Actually, I only found out when I arrived that these kinds of shows have pre-set scripts, and the questions and answers are predetermined, so there's not much difficulty.

The camera turned to me, and the host smiled slightly, glanced at his cue cards, and asked the question, "Some people say that your relationship with Jiang Yichen doesn't seem like that of ordinary employees. Many people say that you still have feelings for each other. Everyone knows that Jiang Yichen's fiancée is Lin Nan. Do you have any explanation for this?"

Upon hearing this, I was stunned.

This question is indeed different from what they had prepared for me before.

But I didn't have time to think much; the camera was constantly pointed at me, giving me little time to process what I was seeing.

Perhaps sensing that I was about to make a fool of myself, Marilyn Monroe's face was full of smugness.

I quickly composed myself, smiled slightly, and said, "I don't need to respond to the doubts. Time will tell."

Some people in the audience applauded.

The host seemed surprised by my answer and paused for a moment.

The next few questions were rather tricky and harsh, but I didn't get angry. I answered them with a calm smile, not letting them find any fault with me.

Marilyn Monroe was taken aback by my perfect handling of the situation, and her face turned ashen.

The show ended quickly, and I didn't want to ask the host about the last-minute change of questions; I just wanted to go back and rest.

However, just as I was about to leave the TV station, while waiting for the elevator, I was suddenly pulled into the stairwell.