"I know mom." Han Ziyan bit her lower lip and, after a second, forced a smile.
Once Meng Yunhan left, she raised her hands and started to hit the bed. Han Ruochen! That woman was her born nemesis. She was bent on going against her. First, she sent Yang Jianming to prison and then sold her job; now, she even made her look bad in the eyes of Han Yichen. It was as if she were determined to ruin her.
She too wanted to find a job, but how was she supposed to find it when she had no skills or degrees? And if there were any job openings, then she would have to pay for them. The best she could do was to make someone recommend her. But even that would need money.
Her friend's birthday was just around the corner, and she couldn't hand her a simple gift that would only make the other woman look down at her. She was, after all, hoping for the woman to introduce her to the platoon commander. How could she just hand her a cheap gift that was impossible?
