How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

The email was sent using an employee mailbox within the company, and that employee just resigned some time ago, and the person has long been out of the company.

There are various photos of Chuichi and Lu Jiaheng in the email. The characters are full of emotions and the plot is ups and downs. It specifically describes a snobbish woman who looks icy and pure and innocent. In fact, he has climbed the company’s young management for money and work. Bed.

I even coded out a few resumes that I interviewed with her a few months ago, and some of them seemed indeed more luxurious than the first ones.

Even Chuchi had a feeling of sudden enlightenment after reading it. No wonder she was able to enter Jinghengjin so smoothly.

At this time, the two people were in Lu Jiaheng's office. She used his computer to read emails. Although she received a lot of attention gifts along the way, it was almost impossible to move, but since all the people in the company already knew it, there was nothing to worry about at first. Dafangfang was led by Lu Jiaheng.

She paddled the wheel and turned down, her movement stopped, and turned her head: "Lu Jiaheng, is it really because of you that I passed the interview?"

Lu Jiaheng's throne was occupied, holding a notebook and sitting on the sofa next to him, raising an eyebrow: "No, I haven't returned yet."

Chuichi thoughtfully: "Did my personality charm conquer the interviewer?"

Lu Jiaheng: "..."

He stared at her for a long time without knowing what he was thinking. After a dozen seconds, he suddenly smiled: "Aren't you afraid?"

Chuichi blinked: "What are you afraid of?"

"Mail," he put his notebook on the coffee table, and the man leaned back and leaned into the sofa, still staring at her, "Are you exposed to this matter, are you afraid?"

Still in this way.

It was full of nonsense and smeared her with all her brains, and the full of maliciousness quickly came out of the screen.

Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chuchi looked at his expression with a stunned expression, pushed the chair to stand up, walked to the side and sat down.

She moved his hand very gently, put it on her lap, and then wrapped it with her two hands.

His hands are much bigger than hers, and she can't even cover both hands.

Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes.

She looked thin with thin hands and thin fingers, and there was a little bit of bone on the back of her hand, but it was extremely soft. The two soft **** wrapped his hands, which were boneless and warm to the touch.

The voice is also soft, and the speaking speed is very slow, without hurrying: "In the beginning, I was actually a little flustered, but then I felt like it was nothing, and I was not afraid of the oblique shadow. Ah, what's wrong with dating, I didn't fall in love with you for this job, nor did I like you for other reasons, I like you because you are you, and I like you when you have no money, long Ugly likes you too."

Her fingertips gently rubbed the skin at his tiger’s mouth. “I wanted to come to Jingheng at the beginning because you have been internship here, so I also want to come in. I want to do internship where you have internship, where you worked. Work, because at that time you were so far away from me, we were halfway across the earth, and I always felt that it would be a little closer to you."

"I don’t want to make this public later, but I also hope that after my ability is confirmed, at least I want to survive the internship and get a chance to get right. It’s just right, the family of the boss-in this case, I also hope that I can be affirmed, just because of me."

Churi bowed his head, remembering how he had just been in her office, and grabbed his hand tightly.

When he first came in, he looked really angry, his lip line was tight, and he looked like he was trying to suppress it.

She was really afraid of him getting angry.

Chu Zhi never seen Lu Jiaheng when he was angry. The only time they were together was the day they were together. Lu Jiaheng asked her to wait at the door of the private room and closed the door and went in.

Hatsuri raised his hand, leaned forward, his hands wrapped around his waist, his head buried in his belly, and the cat rubbed like a cat.

He has a very good smell, familiar, with a little masculine and clean, like citrus mixed with mint leaves.

Lu Jiaheng lowered her eyelashes and raised her hand to rub her furry head.

He lowered his head, his lips touching her soft hair, and for a long time, he whispered to her: "In the beginning."

Chuchi didn't speak, his arms around his waist tightened, and his head rubbed, responding.

"Let's marry."

Chuichi: "..."

At first, Gardener raised his head, opened his mouth, and looked up at him: "Ah?"

He still had his head down, his long eyelashes pressed down, his voice was very soft, and he repeated with a little husky: "Get married."

The first person in Hatsuji looked empty, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Jiaheng's eyelashes were drooping, covering all the emotions under his eyes. The words were clear and slow, light and quiet. Every word seemed to have been rolled through in my heart many times: "My family relationship is not very harmonious, there is no mother There is a half brother, you have seen it. My dad is a jerk. He is not a good husband or a good father. I have never felt any fatherly love since I was a child. I may not know what to do when I first started. A husband, give me a little time and give me a chance."

He bowed down and stretched his arms to hug her: "At first, you marry me, I will give you everything."

Chuchi slowly passed by.

She was held in his arms by him, keeping the same position as before, looking at him motionlessly.

The man's skin is very white, and his white ears with red hair and short hair are a little red, which is very obvious, his thin lips are pursed, and he looks a little uneasy and tight.

At the beginning of his nose, pantothenic acid, suddenly raised his hand to hold his face, raised his head and kissed him.

Under the long eyelashes, the wet water vapor in the eye sockets overflowed along the corners of the eyes, blurring the voice: "Okay, get married."

Lu Jiaheng held his breath, his eyes widened slightly, and looked at her almost cautiously.

Hiroshi hugs him, his eyes rubbing randomly on his shoulders: "You will have a mother and a dad in the future. Dad is a very gentle person. Although it may seem a bit aggressive to you, but after you have been in contact for a while He will also like you very much. Your father is your father, you are you, and you will become the best husband and the best dad in the world."

She looked up, held his face, kissed him gently, and pulled away a little distance: "I marry you, we exchange, and I give you everything I have."

After the e-mail incident, the first wind was still, and she continued to work every day, pretending not to see those attentions to her.

It's just that according to the pink shirt, the rumors in the company have changed from "the vixen who relies on the chief of Xiaolu" to "the vixen who has lured Mr. Lu into five."

The pink shirt expressed her admiration for her, and respectfully called her—the boss lady.

Although Chuchi didn't feel the difference between these two coquettes.

Until the third day, when Hatsuka hadn't fully recovered, the second email was delivered to the corporate mailbox on time.

There is no photo, only a detailed textual description. The content is the "plagiarism incident" of Junior High School Junior during an internship at Zhuo Si.

There was a wave after another wave. This time, Hatsuri’s reaction was much stronger than the previous “seduce door”, which was very different from the previous one. This thing was simply the first Kaner she encountered in her smooth life. A thorn in her heart that could not be removed for a long time.

At the sight of Hachibuki, the whole person sprang up suddenly, the cup on hand fell on the soft carpet, and the coffee spilled all over the place.

She also sprinkled a lot on her hands, the freshly brewed coffee was hot, the back of the white and tender hands was red hot, and the light brown liquid dripped from the back of the hand and dripped down the fingertips.

The pink shirt quickly smoked two tissues: "Oh my lady boss, you are slow."

Chuichi turned his head and looked at him blankly.

She suddenly felt wronged.

She apparently didn't do anything. Originally it was her creativity. She let it go, but she was plagiarized but was stigmatized as a shameful plagiarist. She didn't intend to mention it again.

I don't want to focus my energy on such meaningless things, I want to start a new journey.

But no.

How is this world?

If you don't care about it, you will be bullied as a soft persimmon.

The pink shirt glued paper towels to the coffee stains that were ticking down on her desk, and smoked two more to hand her.

Chuichi hung his head, bit his lip, and looked at him almost begging: "I didn't copy it..."

The pink shirt looked at him and sighed long, "Who the **** are you doing?"

At the beginning, Zhili pursed her lips and said nothing.

The pink shirt chair turned around and broke his finger: "The previous picture, this plagiarism, is actually just a matter of pulling out the solitary thing alone. If this email is sent directly as such, it may even be considered rubbish. The advertisement will be over and you will not be able to set off any waves. Now, Mr. Lu is on the front line. You were about to become a figure in Jingheng’s year in the past two days. Another copy is coming out. It’s too big, it’s just pushing you to the top of the wind and the waves,” the pink shirt rubbed his chin naggingly, “you little girl looks soft like a little white rabbit. Has anyone ever had such a big hatred? Who are you causing? Mr. Xiaolu's ex-girlfriend?"

At first, he was shocked by what he said, and he didn't react for a long time.

She originally thought that Xiao Yi did this.

But the words of the pink shirt reminded her that she and Xiao Yi actually had no enemies except for the thing at Zhuo Si.

Moreover, this matter is that he is sorry for her. If you want to count the bills, she should go to him. Even if Xiao Yi is for this comparison, he should target the Yuema.

She doesn't know if Lu Jiaheng has an ex-girlfriend, but Xiao Yi's girlfriend always has one.

Even when she and Xiao Yi just went to Zhuo Si for an internship, Zhao Mei thought they were male and female friends. At that time, some of her colleagues and sisters in the company joked that Chuichi and Xiao Yi were very good. Zhao Mei would laugh. laugh.

Even during the period when Chuichi thought she was kind and easy to get along with and she was very close to her, she once teased her, and Xiao Yi looked at her like the person she liked.

--What.

At the time, Chuchi didn't care at all, and she couldn't see where Xiao Yi liked her. In her impression, Xiao Yi was gentle and patient to all people, men and women.

Now reminiscent of her relationship with Xiao Yi, Chuichi suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

When did she and Xiao Yi start? When she was talking to her, did she already start to have something with Xiao Yi? Did she really just ridicule when she said those words to her?

Chuichi remembered that when she saw them again in Jingheng last time, Zhao Mei looked at her eyes, raised her eyes, and raised her cheeks, frowning.

The place where the coffee was hot in my hand had a burning pain. At first I grabbed the paper towel just handed over from the pink shirt and wiped off the coffee stains on it. Ignoring the pain of the paper towel rubbing, I turned the bag and left.

Pink shirt "hey" behind her, whispered to her: "The lunch break is almost over, why are you going!"

Churi turned his head with his mouth open, spit it out in a breath, like a little cat with a very fierce tail, and grinned his teeth: "bite."