I really don't want a second marriage

Shen Jiamu doesn't have time to think about these problems. What she's worried about now is who took those photos and sent them to yetingchen.

Yesterday, when she went out to eat hot pot with Lin Han at night, she noticed that there was no one around.

But then I felt as if someone was following them.

Unexpectedly, her sixth sense was really no problem. Someone really followed her.

But who is this man? Why take these photos and send them to yetingchen? What's the purpose?

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Yan blinked and looked at her innocently.

Shen Jiamu has known her for a short time, but now there is no one to share her distress. If she holds it back, she will be noisy to death. She can only say, "you say, who will hurt you under normal circumstances?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyan helplessly turned his eyes at her: "your problem is so stupid and mentally retarded. The first choice must be jealous of you! Or you threatened your interests!"

Shen Jiamu choked.

This analysis makes sense.

"Have you been framed? What's the matter?" Xiao Yan said curiously.

"No, it's a friend of mine." Shen Jiamu briefly explained the incident: "it's only two months since a friend of mine married her husband, but she was photographed when she went out with her colleagues one day, and then the photos were sent to her husband. Who do you think usually took them?"

"Married for two months?" Xiaoyan fell into a deep thought: "is it bad for their husband and wife's relationship you said?"

Shen Jiamu nodded without hesitation.

Her relationship with yetingchen is not bad, but extremely bad, especially in recent days.

"Well, according to my analysis, there should be two results. The first is that the man has girls who like him, so they deliberately take these photos to send them to your husband to catch rumors!"

Shen Jiamu hurriedly interrupted her: "not my husband!"

"Oh, don't care about the small details. The second is that your husband doesn't trust you, so he specially asked someone to follow you!"

Shen Jiamu: "... They say they're not my husband. How can they talk nonsense."

She is a little hot behind her ears. This little Yan is really open-minded. Did she ask the wrong question?

The little Yan thief came up and smiled and said, "Shen Jiamu, won't you really get married?"

Shen Jiamu: "no!"

Never disclose to the company that she and yetingchen are married.

First, she and yetingchen are not real husband and wife. It's better to keep an unknown relationship. Anyway, she will leave in five months.

Second, if the women in the company knew that she married yetingchen, they would tear her hand.

However, Xiaoyan has determined that the woman she said is herself. It's useless for Shen Jiamu to explain.

Finally, Shen Jiamu can only recognize the planting.

The mobile phone suddenly vibrated. Shen Jiamu took a look. It was a wechat sent by Han Xueyou.

Han Xueyou {twilight, come out for dinner in the evening. I'll tell you the result.}

Seeing this, Shen Jiamu's hand shook.

These two days, she has been deliberately hiding this matter. She doesn't want to know. She didn't even take the initiative to find Han Xueyou.

But I didn't expect that in the end, I could hide from the first day of junior high school, but I couldn't hide from the fifteenth day.

Shen Jiamu thought for a moment, and then agreed with Han Xueyou.

Xiaoyan looked at her pressing her cell phone and came over to have a look.

"What's the result?"

Probably guilty, Shen Jiamu's hand shook and his mobile phone fell to the ground.

"Guilty of being a thief?" Xiaoyan bent down and picked up the mobile phone. After taking a look at the back machine, he returned the mobile phone to her.

Han Xueyou used his own photo to make a head portrait. When Xiaoyan first saw it, she thought the woman was quite beautiful. At the second glance, she suddenly felt that her face was strange, so she didn't say a word.

"Is this your friend? He looks strange."

Shen Jiamu wiped the mobile phone screen. Seeing that everything on the mobile phone was normal, he was relieved.

"Don't talk nonsense." Shen Jiamu and Han Xueyou have been good friends for so many years. Han Xueyou has always treated her like a relative. When she heard Xiao Yan say that about her, she was immediately unhappy.

"I'm not talking nonsense. Look at the corners of her eyes, the tips of her eyebrows and the corners of her face. Ouch ~ it's a treacherous look."

Shen Jiamu: "

Xiao Yan: "if someone stabs you, it may be her."

Shen Jiamu didn't expect Xiaoyan to prophesy.

But now she didn't know anything. She was naturally annoyed to hear someone gossip about her best friend like this.

"Xiaoyan, I made friends with you because I think you are a little arrogant, but your nature is not bad, but I didn't expect you to say such words to a person who has only seen photos. Xueyou is my good friend. I don't want others to say that about her, do you understand?"

Xiaoyan smashed her mouth, "well, if you don't like it, I won't say it, but she really looks like a typical white lotus... Well, I won't say it. Have a meal!"

The atmosphere of the meal was not very good. Shen Jiamu left after dinner.

After a short rest, she began to sort out the materials.

On the way, ye Linhan came to find ye Tingchen to report some events. When he passed her, he actually brought her a cup of hot milk.

Shen Jiamu was nervous when she saw the cup of hot milk.

They were photographed when they went to eat hot pot together yesterday. Will he also be photographed when he delivers milk to himself today?

Suddenly Shen Jiamu thought of the two possibilities Xiao Yan said.

In fact, it's not necessarily someone else who hurt her. Maybe it's yetingchen who always thinks she's fickle. He's afraid she's wearing a green hat for him, so he specially asked someone to track and secretly photograph her.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Brother, I don't need it."

The cold night still smiled softly: "take it with you, don't worry, and no one sees it here."

Shen Jiamu: "

"I'll go to find Tingchen first."

After the cold night left, Shen Jiamu held the cup of milk. The temperature of the milk was passed to the palm of her hand through the cup and directly warmed to the bottom of her heart.

Big brother's people... Are really considerate.

After drinking the milk, Shen Jiamu felt that her abdomen was warm and her whole body was much more comfortable.

Finally, when she got off work, Shen Jiamu was almost tired. There were so many materials that her eyes were dazzled.

When she finished taking a rest in her seat and was ready to leave with her bag, the door of the office just opened.

"The work is done?"

The cold sound came down the air.

Shen Jiamu stepped forward and looked back at Tingchen.

"It's time to get off work..." she whispered.

Yetingchen's eyes were indifferent. "When did Yeshi form the habit of getting off work before he finished his work?"

Shen Jiamu: "

Does that mean she has to work overtime?

Shen Jiamu naturally knew that he wanted to torture himself. She gently bit her lower lip and explained in a low voice: "can I arrive early tomorrow? I made an appointment with Xueyou for dinner, I..."