The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 3216 Can't deceive people

"Mr. Jane, in order not to let everyone continue to gossip, and to prevent Xia Jiu from cheating, she must be tested immediately before she can stop Youyou's mouth." Xia Ruomeng said, "For her alone, it really drags everyone down. "

   Zheng Fusha said: "That's not it. This Xia Jiu is really an unlucky broom star."

  Xia Ruomeng glanced at the shopping bag that Xia Jiu brought today, and said lightly, "I think Manager Du has contributed greatly to Xia Jiu's ability to stay here. He is really optimistic about her."

"It's not because of Xia Jiu's good looks. How can Xia Jiu's works speak for themselves?" Zheng Fusha said unconvinced, "I see, maybe 80% of Manager Du really has a relationship with her. What an inexplicable relationship. Isn't Xia Jiu buying men's clothes? She doesn't even have a boyfriend, so why buy men's clothes?"

Xia Ruomeng said in surprise: "Really. Xia Jiu should be with Manager Du... I heard that Manager Du is a married person. No wonder Manager Du also said that when Xia Jiu got her graduation certificate, she would be recommended for promotion. Be a designer, stop being an assistant.”

   Zheng Fusha felt even more sour when she heard Xia Ruomeng's words. She came earlier than Xia Jiu and has higher qualifications. Her goal is to be a designer.

  If Xia Jiu had an affair with Manager Du, and Manager Du tried his best to protect her, wouldn't his road to promotion and salary increase be blocked?

   "But Manager Du is a very decent person, so he definitely wouldn't do such a thing. It's all my guesswork." After Xia Ruomeng finished guessing, it aroused Zheng Fusha's suspicion, but she immediately put the matter aside.

   "Your guess is justified! Xia Jiu is definitely selling herself for glory."

  The more Zheng Fusha thought about it, the more she felt that it made sense. She reached out and took Xia Jiu's shopping bag, and found that it was a worn men's shirt.

   Sure enough, there is a situation! Zheng Fusha found that this shirt looked a bit like Manager Du's, and thought to herself, these two people have already been secretly in Chencang, why are they pretending to be serious in front of people!

  She picked up the phone, clicked a few times and took a few pictures, and she had an idea in her mind.

  …

   The assistant assessment in the morning will end soon.

   It wasn't difficult. Xia Jiu didn't study hard before, but he still had the foundation and talent. He passed the exam very smoothly, but his hand was a little sore, and the things he drew were not very suitable for him.

After   , you just need to wait for tomorrow's results.

   After get off work, she picked up the shopping bag and checked it.

Huh? What about the clothes she bought yesterday? Shen Muhan didn't even touch it, why did he disappear?

   There was only one shirt that was changed.

   Did the maid make a mistake when she was packing?

  Xia Jiu didn't think much about it, and went straight back to the Shen's house with this thing.

   After she went back, she sat on the sofa and read the news in the company group.

   Everyone is discussing today's assessment enthusiastically, and all the assistants who participated in the assessment are also anxiously waiting for tomorrow's results.

   She was looking vigorous when she heard the voice of the housekeeper going to greet Shen Muhan.

   She glanced at him casually. She didn't pay attention to him at first, but was attracted by the clothes on his body.

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

   Although pale pink is not very demonic, it is extremely picky, and if it is not good, it will be set off as thick and black.

   However, Shen Muhan actually suppressed the clothes. His own temperament was gloomy and cold, like an extremely cold winter. There was no temperature, and the ice layer was thickly covered, and there was no sign of melting.

   This dress has some spring flavor, it was perfectly held by him, and the legs were unusually long.

  Shoulders wide, legs long, waist strong, tall and straight, really a clothes rack, can wear anything.

   "Didn't you say don't wear it? How did you put it on? I also said I took it back and exchanged money."

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

   "Aren't you colorblind? You can wear this wrong?" Xia Jiu remembered that the styles of his clothes were the same, completely different from this one, "Can't tell the difference between color blindness and style?"

   "It's all worn, you can't go back." Shen Muhan said in a low voice, "It's wrong to be wrong."

  Xia Jiu raised her face to look at him, "You still like it, don't you?"

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

"That's because you didn't wear all kinds of beautiful and beautiful clothes. When you wear the clothes you like, your mood will become very wonderful, and your whole person's state will be completely different." Xia Jiu glanced at her hands. Stop trying to wear nice clothes.

   That's not right, and the one in her stomach, she didn't even think about wearing nice clothes for half a year.

   The belly is not yet pregnant, and there is nothing to see from the flat lower abdomen, but Xia Jiu can already feel the existence of the child.

  For no reason, she let out a low sigh.

  This child really shouldn't exist...

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

"Let's have dinner." His cold and compelling brows became slightly warm tonight, and he turned to look at Xia Jiu who was sitting on the sofa. She casually wore a slouchy flannel dress that hung loosely on the sofa. On the body, she looks extraordinarily thin, but it is obviously a style that is not self-cultivating, but she wears it a bit lazy and sexy.

   Hearing that she was going to eat, she stretched out her long hair and pushed back, stood up, crossed Shen Muhan, and walked towards the restaurant.

  At the dining table, the servants began to set up dinner, and the delicate dishes spread all over the table.

   As soon as she sat down, the man sat down right behind him. He was tall and had long legs. He always came first. He raised his chopsticks and started to eat.

  Xia Jiu sat up straight with her shoulders flat, her demeanor was always elegant and good, and she looked down at the dishes in front of her.

It was all her favorite dishes, but the existence of the child in her stomach made her have no appetite, and it also reminded her that she was really pregnant, even if there were no other obvious symptoms in her body, she had no appetite. This thing can't deceive people.

She reluctantly took a few mouthfuls, her throat seemed to be pinched by someone, and she couldn't swallow too much. She turned her head and glanced at Shen Muhan, who was taking a big mouthful of food. In her heart, there was some frustration and unspeakable resentment, why the child was him Yes, now the person who suffers is himself, and the man is just like no one?

   Just as the phone entered the message again, she put down her chopsticks, took the phone, swiped it in and took a look.

   I don’t know when, someone created a new group and dragged many employees of the company into it. In this group, everyone speaks much more casually, not as restrained as in the company group.

   (end of this chapter)