Chapter 3215

"In order not to let everyone continue to gossip, but also to let Xia Jiu have no chance to cheat, Jane must be assessed immediately to stop youyou's mouth." Xia Rumeng said, "it's really a drag for her alone."

Zheng Fusha said, "it's true. This summer nine is really a unlucky broom star. "

Xia Rumeng glanced at the shopping bag Xia Jiu brought today and said faintly, "I think manager Du is responsible for Xia Jiu's staying here. He really likes her. "

"It's not because Xia Jiu is beautiful. What do you say? What is the ability of Xia Jiu's works to speak? " Zheng Fusha said unconvinced, "I see, maybe 80% of manager Du really has something to do with her. Isn't Xia Jiu buying men's clothes? She has no boyfriend. Why buy men's clothes? "

Xia Rumeng said in surprise, "it's true. Xia Jiu shouldn't be with manager du... I heard that manager Du is married. No wonder manager Du said that when Xia Jiu got her diploma, she recommended her to be promoted to a designer instead of an assistant. "

When Zheng Fusha heard Xia Rumeng's words, her heart was even more sour. She came earlier than Xia jiulai and had higher qualifications. Her goal is to be a designer.

If Xia Jiu has an affair with manager Du and manager Du tries to protect her, isn't his road to promotion and salary increase blocked?

"But manager Du is very decent and certainly won't do such a thing. It was all my wild speculation. " After Xia Rumeng guessed, Zheng Fusha was suspicious, but he immediately put things aside.

"Your guess is reasonable! Xia Jiu is definitely selling himself for glory. "

Zheng Fusha thought more and more reasonable. She reached out to take Xia Jiu's shopping bag and found that it was a worn men's shirt.

Sure enough, something happened! Zheng Fusha found that the shirt looked a little like manager Du's. she secretly said that the two people had already gone through the old warehouse in secret. What kind of hypocrisy was there in front of them!

She picked up her cell phone, clicked and took some photos. She had an idea in her heart.

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The assistant assessment in the morning was soon over.

It's not difficult. Xia Jiu didn't study hard before, but he still has the foundation and has talent. He successfully completed the exam, but his hands hurt. The things he painted don't suit his mind very much.

After the exam, just wait for tomorrow's results.

After work, she picked up her shopping bag and checked it.

Eh? What about the clothes she bought yesterday? Shen Muhan didn't even touch it. Why did he disappear?

There is only one changed shirt in it.

Did the maid make a mistake when she packed up?

Xia Jiu didn't think much. He took this thing and went directly back to the Shen family.

After returning, she sat on the sofa and brushed the news from the company group.

Everyone is warmly discussing today's assessment, and all assistants who have participated in the assessment are trembling to wait for tomorrow's results.

The housekeeper heard Shen Zheng's voice and looked at her vigorously.

She glanced at him casually. She didn't pay attention to him, but she was attracted by his clothes.

God, Shen Muhan really wears the clothes she bought!

Although light pink is not very demon, it is extremely selective. If it is slightly bad, it will be set off thick, black and strong.

However, Shen Muhan even pressed the clothes. His own temperament is gloomy and cold, like a very cold winter. There is no temperature, the ice is thick, and there is no sign of melting.

This dress has some spring meaning. It is perfectly held by him, and its legs are unusually long.

With wide shoulders, long legs, strong waist and tall and straight figure, it is really a clothes shelf and can wear anything.

"Didn't you say you couldn't wear it? Why are you wearing it? I also said, "take it back and change it."

Shen Muhan glanced at her, "I got up in a hurry in the morning and wore the wrong clothes."

"Aren't you color blind? Can you wear it wrong? " Xia Jiu thought of the same style of his clothes, which was completely different from this one. "Can't you tell the color blindness from the style?"

"If you wear it, you can't return it." Shen Muhan said quietly, "make mistakes."

Xia Jiu raised his face and looked at him, "you still like it, don't you?"

"The function of clothes is to keep warm, cover up shame, and conform to their own identity. I can't say whether I like it or not. "

"That's because you don't wear all kinds of beautiful clothes. If you wear the clothes you like, your mood will become very wonderful and your whole state will be completely different." Xia Jiu takes a look at her hand. She doesn't want to wear nice clothes these days.

No, and the one in her stomach. She won't want to wear nice clothes for more than half a year.

The stomach is not pregnant, and the flat lower abdomen can't see anything. However, Xia Jiu can already feel the existence of the child.

For no reason, she sighed low.

This child really shouldn't exist

The housekeeper came and asked respectfully, "young master, dinner is ready."

"Let's have dinner." In his cold and threatening eyebrows, he caught a bit of temperature tonight. He turned to see Xia Jiu sitting on the sofa. She casually wore a lint skirt that was not slim, which hung loosely on her body, making her look particularly thin. However, it was clearly a style that was not slim, but she wore a bit lazy and sexy.

When she heard that she was going to eat, she reached out and stroked her long hair back. She stood up, crossed Shen Muhan and walked towards the restaurant.

On the table, the servant began to arrange dinner, and exquisite dishes covered the whole table.

As soon as she sat down, the man immediately sat down. He was tall and had long legs. He always came first. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

Xia Jiu sat straight with her shoulders flat. Her manners were always elegant and good. She looked down at the dishes in front of her eyes.

They were all her favorite dishes, but the existence of the children in her stomach made her have no appetite, which also really reminded her that she was really pregnant. Even if her body had no other obvious symptoms, appetite could not deceive people.

She barely ate a few mouthfuls. Her throat seemed to be pinched and she couldn't swallow too much. She looked at Shen Muhan eating in a big gulp. There was some frustration and unspeakable resentment at the bottom of her heart. Why is the child his? Now the people who suffer are themselves, and men are like people who don't do anything?

She put down her chopsticks, took the phone, brushed it in and took a look.

I don't know when someone built a new group and pulled many employees in the company. In this group, everyone spoke much more casually, not as restrained as in the company group.