"No, I can't be distracted. I still have the most important thing to do at the moment," Shan Xing muttered. She quickly took a few deep breaths to calm herself down as she imagined what might happen during the interview later so that she could adapt.
"How will he interview me? Will he get a simple understanding, or will he really give me questions?" For a moment, several possibilities surfaced in her heart.
Shan Xing began to pray uneasily. Although she was a little afraid of being exposed, she still had the mentality of being lucky and prepared to brace herself.
At this moment, the door opened and closed. Sun Ling, who pushed the door open, gave Shan Xing a fright.
"Mom, can't you be gentler? You scared me to death," Shan Xing said with disgust.
