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You Owe Me, My Love novel Chapter 318

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You Owe Me, My Love is the best current series by the author Swnovels. The Chapter 318 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 318 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.

Chapter 318 It Has Been A While

Gu Mingchen nodded, fairly satisfied with the man’s answer. His vision shifted to the woman in the middle.

A gentle smile spread across the woman’s face. “I worked as a language teacher in elementary school. I taught first to fourth grade, so I have more insight into primary school curriculums. I am more than capable of teaching your sons.”

Her answer also elicited a slight nod from Gu Mingchen. Finally, he turned to look at the last woman.

At first glance, she was stunning. There were no flaws to her delicately carved features. She had fair, porcelain skin and a pair of azurite eyes that looked like the ocean. Despite her beauty, she was very calm, unlike the impetuousness of modern-day attractive women.

If compared to the modern aesthetics of beauty, she didn’t conform either. Her body shape was plump and curvier than most women.

“Hello, Mr. Gu, my name is Wu Nian. I’m twenty-eight and was previously working at an orphanage in Coldbridge City. I disagree with the others. I don’t think your children lack education. In fact, they have access to a better education than many other children. They may even be quite intelligent. So I can only offer two things. One, I can help them develop good lifelong habits. Two, I’ll support them mentally and emotionally so that they don’t feel like they’re taking on the world alone.”

Gu Mingchen’s brows scrunched together. “And how will you ensure that they don’t feel emotionally isolated?”

“I’ll redesign their mentalities by helping them set their desired goals and guide them to achieve those goals. By filling their time with meaningful tasks, they’ll be focused on bettering themselves instead of feeling lonely. This is my approach to supportive guidance,” Wu Nian explained.

“What if no amount of trying could improve the ending? Won’t the person feel more and more mentally isolated?” Gu Mingchen asked.

“That’s because the goal they set is unattainable. Only when an appropriate goal is set will you be more motivated to put in the work, then you’ll eventually achieve your goal. One won’t feel as emotionally or mentally isolated with the right methods. Of course, if it still happens, I’ll be there to guide them out of the rut. So, Mr. Gu, I hope you’ll give me a chance.”

“I’d like you to stay. Everyone else may leave now,” Gu Mingchen announced as he continued to examine Wu Nian.

Wu Nian’s eyelids lowered as she remained silent.

The other interviewees stood up and left.

Gu Mingchen looked at her. “How much is your expected salary?”

Wu Nian boldly met his gaze. “A thousand for the first month. Each month thereafter will increase by one thousand, so two thousand for the second month and so on. There will be a cap of one hundred thousand, but we can discuss more once we get there. Of course, Mr. Gu, you may fire me at any point if my performance is lacking.”

“Confident, aren’t we? When can you start?” Gu Mingchen inquired.

“It’s the weekend tomorrow so your children should get a day off,” Wu Nian said thoughtfully. “I’ll come over on Sunday. Will that be convenient for you?”

Gu Mingchen nodded at this. He agreed, “It’s best that you get acquainted early. Sunday morning, eight o’clock. Wait at this company’s entrance and I’ll send someone over to pick you up. You get four days off each month but you’ll have to request for it in advance.”

Wu Nian’s lips mouthed everything he said, processing the large amount of information quickly. “Understood.”

“Are you married?” Curiosity nipped at Gu Mingchen.

“No.”

“I would assume a girl of your age to have a boyfriend,” Gu Mingchen questioned as he subtly raised a brow.

“I had one but we broke up,” she stated plainly.

“I see. You may leave now,” Gu Mingchen stated. He flipped through Wu Nian’s resume. Orphan. Parents unknown. Grew up at Daoren Orphanage in Coldbridge City. Worked at the orphanage after graduating from a normal university.

He dialed his assistant’s number. “Call Daoren Orphanage and inquire if they had a teacher named Wu Nian. I want to know why she resigned from her post there.”

“Right away, sir.”

She wrote Bai Bing’s name on the patient list but intentionally left the visitor’s name blank. Unbothered, she entered the ward.

Bai Bing was kept in a locked room. The only way to see her was through a glass window. The elderly woman sat stiffly on a chair, as if she had been frozen.

A nurse was passing by, so Wu Nian hurriedly waved for her attention.

Wu Nian asked the nurse, “What’s wrong with this lady?”

The nurse took a glance at Bai Bing and sighed. “She was doing well last year. Exercising a lot, reading happily, and keeping a positive attitude. Then one day, her ex-husband’s wife visited. She found out that her ex-husband had died in prison and that her daughter was also dead. After that, her condition worsened day after day.”

Wu Nian knew that Xing Bachuan had died as Liu Yan had told her that he had been assassinated.

“Can I go in and see her?” Wu Nian politely met the nurse’s eyes.

“You can, but be alert in there. She tends to have violent fits and aggressive tendencies,” the nurse reminded. The nurse’s features tightened, indicating how gravely serious her warning was. Then she pulled out a key and opened the door.

Wu Nian approached Bai Bing, sitting down in the chair opposite her.

Bai Bing’s eyes trembled slightly as she looked at Wu Nian. She started mumbling to herself, “Rong told me that if I get better, Bachuan will be impressed with me the next time we meet. Now he’s dead. What’s the point of getting better anymore?”

“He may be dead, but there’s still his soul. Maybe he’s looking at you right now in this room. Do you want him to see you get better? Or do you want him to see this haggard version of you?” Wu Nian soothed.

“Is it true? Do people’s souls stay behind when they die? My husband’s dead and my daughter is too!” Bai Bing grew more emotional by the second. She gripped Wu Nian’s hand tightly.

Though Wu Nian’s face softened at this, her brows furrowed. “Death symbolizes that a person has paid off the sins from their previous life. Therefore, those who have redeemed themselves will ascend to heaven. However, those who commit suicide cannot. Your husband and your daughter are already gone, so you have to live a better life for their sake. Then when your time has come, they’ll be waiting for you in heaven.”

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