Mr General doted on his sweet wife

"In order not to let everyone keep gossiping, but also to make Xia Jiu have no chance to cheat, she must be assessed immediately to stop youyou." Xia Ruo Meng said, "for her alone, it's really a drag on everyone."

Zheng Fusha said, "yes. This summer nine, is really a bad luck sweeper

Xia Ruo Meng glanced at the shopping bag that Xia Jiu carried today, and said faintly: "I think manager Du has contributed a lot to Xia Jiu's staying here. He really looks after her

"It's not because Xia Jiu is beautiful. What do you say depends on the works? What is the speaking ability of Xia Jiu's works Zheng Fusha was not convinced and said, "I see, maybe 80% of manager Du really has something to do with her. Xia Jiu, isn't this men's wear? She doesn't have any boyfriends. Why buy men's clothes? "

Xia Ruo Meng was surprised and said, "it's true. Xia Jiu should not be with manager du I heard that manager Du is married. No wonder manager Du also said that when Xia Jiu got her diploma, she would be recommended to become a designer instead of an assistant. "

Zheng Fusha heard Xia Ruo dream, the heart is more sour, she came earlier than Xia Jiu, higher qualifications, her goal is to design.

If Xia Jiu has an affair with manager Du, and manager Du tries to protect her, then his promotion and raise will be blocked?

"But manager Du is very decent. He certainly won't do such things. It's all my wild guess. " After Xia Ruo Meng guessed, she aroused Zheng Fusha's suspicion, but she immediately put the matter aside.

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

The more she thought about it, the more reasonable she felt. She reached for Xia Jiu's shopping bag and found it was a worn men's shirt.

Sure enough, there is a situation! Zheng Fusha found that the shirt looked like manager Du's, and she said in her heart that these two people had already been hiding behind the scenes. What kind of hypocrisy was there in front of them!

She picked up her mobile phone, snapped a few photos, and had an idea.

……

The assistant assessment in the morning was over soon.

It's nothing difficult. Xia Jiu didn't study hard before, but he still had the foundation and talent. He successfully completed the exam. His hands hurt a little. What he drew didn't suit his mind very much.

After the exam, you just have to wait for the result tomorrow.

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 is it missing?

There was only one shirt in it.

Did the maid make a mistake in packing?

Xia Jiu didn't think much about it and went back to the Shen family with this thing.

When she got back, she sat on the sofa, brushing the news from the company group.

All of us are discussing today's assessment warmly. All the assistants who have participated in the assessment are also waiting for the results of tomorrow with trepidation.

She was looking hard and heard the housekeeper's voice to meet Shen Muhan.

She glanced at him casually, but she was attracted by his clothes instead of focusing on him.

My God, Shen Muhan actually wore the clothes she bought!

Although light pink is not very demon, but extremely pick people, slightly bad will be set off by thick black strong.

However, Shen Muhan actually pressed down on the clothes. His temperament was gloomy and cold, like a very cold winter, with no temperature, thick ice cover and no sign of melting.

But this dress has a sense of spring, which is perfectly held by him, and his legs are extremely long.

Broad shoulders, long legs, strong waist, tall and straight figure. It's really a rack of clothes. You can wear anything.

"Don't you say no? How do you put it on? I also said to take it back and exchange money. "

Shen Muhan glanced at her lightly. "I got up in the morning and walked quickly. I was wearing the wrong one."

"You're not color blind, are you? It's all wrong? " Xia Jiu thinks of the styles of his clothes. They are all the same. They are completely different from this one. "Can't you tell the color blindness and the styles?"

"It's all on, and you can't return it." Shen Muhan said in a low voice, "the wrong is the wrong."

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

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

"That's when you don't wear all kinds of beautiful clothes. If you wear the clothes you like, your mood will become very wonderful, and the whole person's state will be totally 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 half a year.

The stomach has not yet shown the bosom, flat abdomen still can't see what, however, summer nine already can feel the child's existence.

For no reason, she gave a low sigh.

This child, really should not existThe housekeeper came and respectfully asked, "young master, dinner is ready."

"Let's have dinner." His cold and pressing eyebrows and eyes, dyed with some temperature tonight, turned to see Xia Jiu sitting in the sofa. She casually wore a long flannel skirt that was not slim and hung loosely on her body, which made her look very thin. However, it was obviously not a slim style, but she put on a bit of lazy sexy.

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

On the dining table, the servants began to place dinner, and exquisite dishes covered the whole table.

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

Xia Jiu sits straight with her shoulders flat. Her posture is always elegant and good. She looks down at the dishes in front of her eyes.

This is all her favorite dishes, but the existence of the baby in her stomach makes her have no appetite, and it also reminds her that she is really pregnant. Even if the body does not have other obvious symptoms, appetite can not deceive people.

She reluctantly took a few mouthfuls. Her throat seemed to be pinched by others. She couldn't swallow too much. When she looked at Shen Muhan eating, she felt some remorse and unspeakable resentment in her heart. Why is the child his? Now the suffering person is himself, and the man is the same as the one who has nothing to do?

At the same time, she put down her chopsticks, took her cell phone and brushed it in to have a look.

I don't know when someone set up a new group and brought in a lot of employees from the company. In this group, people talk more freely, not as restrained as in the company group.