"Do you really like to paint?" Dongfang Mo asked her.
Dongfang Mo stared at Mu Ru's face.
In a softer tone, he said, "Xi Muru, I gave you a chance to go to school. It doesn't really matter anymore that you weren't able to accomplish the task, but you already brought me so much trouble. How can you have the audacity to talk to me again about going to school?"
Mu Ru immediately lowered her head. She really didn't have the right to say anything at all.
She didn't think that Nangong Xun was the Qin Xun she had met from five years ago. She also didn't think that Qin Xun would be so obsessed with that marriage contract that he would pursue her even though she was already technically married to Dongfang Mo.
"You didn't, did you?"
Dongfang Mo was staring at Mu Ru mockingly. Mu Ru stayed silent and lowered her head.
"Xi Muru, since you're so bored at home, then go to the office and help in organizing the bills. Recently, I found out that there's a sum of money that has gone missing, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to find someone to look into the accounts. You can do that if you have nothing to do," Dongfang Mo said.
Dongfang Mo turned the wheelchair to leave, not caring about Mu Ru's feelings at all.
Mu Ru stood there, looking at the broken Paris Iron Tower painting on the ground. Her color palette was crushed, and the oil spilled everywhere. She stared at the paintbrush near her foot.
She squatted down and covered her face with her hands. She started to whimper like a child.
She had been so humble. She had already done her best to treat him well. She treated him as her husband and was determined to accompany him for the rest of his life.
But why was Dongfang Mo's heart so hard? He cut off her wings and even broke her heart.
Mother Wang had always said to her, "Little Mu Ru, human hearts are made of flesh. If you treat him well, he will be moved. He will, in turn, treat you well."
She had always kept Mother Wang's words in mind, so she did her best to always treat Dongfang Mo well. Although he was unattractive and often scared her, she tried her best to restrain her fear.
However, why couldn't he treat her a little better?
The next day, Dongfang Mo brought back a pile of bills. He told Mu Ru that they were from the previous year. He asked her to carefully check them and to prepare an organized and detailed report for him. He told her to mark questionable areas with either red or yellow.
In order to prevent Mu Ru from slacking off, Dongfang Mo locked her in the isolation room again. To prevent her from being distracted, Dongfang Mo confiscated her phone. He told her that he would let her out once she finished the task.
Xi Muru realized how malevolent Dongfang Mo was. He not only looked bad, he also had a bad personality and character.
The isolation room was brightly lit. She sat there alone and turned on the computer. She laid out the form that Dongfang Mo had left for her. She checked the dates and opened the first account's transaction record.
At first, she thought it was a simple task. After going through a few documents, she realized it was a complicated task.
It wasn't a technical job, however. She could just use the computer to mechanically check the numbers.
After a while, the numbers and the details became more complicated. The different companies had overlapping situations. For example, Company A is the main supplier of the Eastern Group. The Eastern Group should have paid Company A for the goods delivered. However, the Eastern Group sold the goods to Company B. As a consequence, the Eastern Group asked Company B to pay a portion of the payment to Company A. In fact, the whole account should have been settled by the Eastern Group.