The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship

Gu Qili finished her resume, clicked save in the upper left corner, stretched out lazily, and realized it was already half-past eleven. She wasn’t completely sure about her chances for this job application as a French translator.

Clutching her resume, Gu Qili wondered if she should show it to Mu Shuoqian, as after all, the French translation role was directly under the president’s office, and he would know the requirements better than anyone else.

But after some thought, she voluntarily gave up on that idea, fearing that he might think she was trying to leverage his influence, which would inevitably lead to his scornful remarks towards her.

Putting away her resume, Gu Qili started reviewing vocabulary words. The exam was tomorrow, and although she was well-prepared, she still felt very nervous with sweaty palms.

At midnight, feeling sleepy, she washed up, crawled into bed, and prepared to have a good sleep for the full-focus exam tomorrow.

She had just laid down when she heard the sound of the door opening outside; she knew it was Mu Shuoqian coming back.

She perked up her ears for a while, but she only heard the sound of the door opening without hearing it close.