When I got home, it was already 11 o'clock at night. I thought Mr. Ban and my mother had already gone to bed, but to my surprise, they were both sitting in the living room watching TV.

I closed the door, took off my shoes from the shoe rack and was about to put on my slippers when my mother turned down the volume of the TV and asked me, "Zhao Yang, did you have dinner with that girl tonight?"@@novelbin@@

"Yes, I took her to have hot pot." I quickly added, fearing they would ask more, "She's going back to Suzhou tomorrow."

My mother nodded and didn't ask any more questions, focusing back on the TV drama.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, Mr. Ban suddenly asked, "Did she come to ask you to go back to work in Suzhou?"

"Something like that," I gave Mr. Ban a vague answer.

"How did you lose your job in Suzhou? Why did she say your job loss had something to do with her?"

"Mr. Ban, I don't plan to go back to work in Suzhou either. It doesn't make much sense for you to keep asking, does it?"

Mr. Ban said sternly, "You can stay in Xuzhou, but find a job on your own. Don't expect me to arrange it for you."

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