Pregnancy test report from ex-boyfriend

2 Cheating

Ms. Zhu fainted and was immediately sent to the hospital.

When she got in the ambulance, she was still holding on to the pregnancy test report tightly, and the nurse couldn't pull it off.

Sitting in the ambulance, Zhu Yiyi's heart was cold.

When her mother woke up, she would be furious.

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It was an hour after Ms. Zhu woke up from the hospital bed.

The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table and throw it at Zhu Yiyi: "What sin have I committed to give birth to such a useless girl like you? Zhu Yiyi, tell me the truth, is the child your ex-boyfriend——"

"He Shen's?!"

Ms. Zhu was furious, and she vowed that if she said "yes", she would get out of bed with a knife to seek revenge.

Zhu Yiyi was silent for a few seconds: "No."

Ms. Zhu's full of momentum was like a deflated balloon, "... What did you say?"

"The child is not He Shen's."

Ms. Zhu was shocked: "You cheated?"

Zhu Yiyi: "..."

"Okay, I said you finally got a tall boyfriend, long-legged, and has a degree from a prestigious school, why did you take the initiative to break up? It turns out that you cheated..." Ms. Zhu took the blame for He Shen and accused her, "Zhu Yiyi, you are a fickle woman!"

Zhu Yiyi lowered her head and said nothingaboutr the scolding.

At the end of the scolding, Ms. Zhu was also tired and glanced at her belly: "Who is that scumbag?"

Zhu Yiyi pursed her lips, "I don't know."

Ms. Zhu was stunned, and she fainted again without a breath.

Who would have thought that she would watch her honest daughter having so much fun?

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The weekend ended in a farce.

The next day was Monday. Zhu Yiyi hadn't slept the whole night, so she got up a little late and went to the company with two dark circles under her eyes.

She was eating fried dough sticks while waiting for the employee elevator.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her.

The steps were steady and restrained.

Accompanied by the flattering greetings of the security guard at the door: "Good morning, Mr. He."

"Good morning."

The man's voice was indifferent, with the momentum of a superior.

The footsteps gradually approached and finally stopped beside Zhu Yiyi.

Next door was the elevator for high-rise buildings.

He Shen was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he was gentle and indifferent.

He bent slightly to swipe the card, and with a beep, he waited for the elevator to automatically descend.

He was on the left and she was on the right.

The two had no intersection and did not have a single conversation throughout the whole process.

It seemed that they were not familiar with each other.

Zhu Yiyi was struggling in her heart.

Her ex-boyfriend was upright and honest.

He would be polite and yield when crossing the road, and would never overtake;

When there was a crowd after getting off work, he would take the initiative to invite employees to take the high-rise elevator;

Even if there was a piece of trash on the roadside, he would pick it up slowly;

Even their first time, she took the initiative to hook him up.

He is a real gentleman.

With humanitarian trust, Zhu Yiyi felt that such a shameless thing should not be done by He Shen.

She also knew the truth that "the ex should be as dead as dead", and she should not take the initiative to talk.

But she still wanted to test it a little.

"Mr. He." She shouted suddenly.

Shen glanced at her.

"Where are you on the weekend?"

"Shanghai."

"What?"

"Business trip."

"What time did you return to Beijing?"

"Last night."

With a sincere attitude and powerful words, there is no possibility of guilt.

Look, look, she is still answering patiently even after breaking up. Zhu Yiyi beat her chest and stamped her feet, feeling guilty again for her suspicion of her gentleman ex-boyfriend.

"Miss Zhu, do you have anything else to do?" The man stepped half a foot into the elevator, "I have to work."

When he asked this, Zhu Yiyi remembered something.

She looked around secretly, making sure that no one was there, and suddenly approached He Shen, whispering: "Mr. He, my USB flash drive is still in your apartment."

"What does it look like?"

"Rose gold, in the desk drawer."

"No."

He answered without hesitation.

"No? How could it be gone?" Zhu Yiyi frowned, "I just put it there when I moved my luggage."

Shen lowered his eyelashes and looked at her, "Miss Zhu, are you accusing me of lying?"

Zhu Yiyi choked.

"Sorry, I've been busy with work these past two days, and I'm a little tired," he rubbed his brows, revealing a little fatigue, "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

When Zhu Yiyi was dating him, she knew how hard he worked.

Once when Ms. Zhu was not at home, she had a high fever for no apparent reason, and she was in a daze, holding her phone in her palm and pressing it randomly.

She accidentally called He Shen.

In the middle of the night, the man answered immediately: "Hello."

She mumbled in a dreamlike voice, "I feel so uncomfortable..."

The girl had a fever all over her body, her nose was blocked, and her throat was swollen, which sounded particularly pitiful.

He asked: "Yiyi, what's wrong?"

"I have a fever."

"Do you have any medicine at home?"

She groaned in a daze, not knowing whether there was any or not.

"Can you get up now? Be good, go to the living room to find some antipyretic medicine first."

Sick people are a bit delicate. She was in so much pain that she cried, "I don't want to take medicine, I want to see you..."

There was no pause on the other end of the phone: "Wait for me."

That night, Zhu Yiyi saw He Shen as she wished. She cried and threw herself into his arms, saying that she was uncomfortable and that she missed him. The man was exhausted and didn't even have time to drink a sip of saliva. He held her in his arms fed her antipyretic medicine, and apologized to her: "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you."

Later, Zhu Yiyi learned that He Shen was on a business trip in Lin City that night, and he could not receive her call at three in the morning because he was still working.

Hearing her say that she wanted to see him, she drove back to Beijing overnight.

Thinking back, Zhu Yiyi looked at the tiredness on He Shen's face and paused: "Forget about the USB drive falling, you should take care of yourself."

Shen's hand rubbing his eyebrows was slightly stiff.

He raised his eyes, and the pupils behind his glasses were like deep pools: "Miss Zhu, are you going to look for it again?"

"No way..."

"There is nearly a year's worth of data in the USB flash drive, which will be used for the annual summary report."

"I have a backup on my computer..."

"The company's computer system is at risk," He Shen lowered his head, and his warm breath approached, as if bewitching and persuading, "It's safer to find the USB flash drive."

Zhu Yiyi was persuaded by him.

"Okay, then I'll go home from get off work?"

"Okay."

As the voice fell, a person rushed into the lobby on the first floor of the company: "Get out of the way--"

Then a card, like a skipping stone, flew straight to the card machine on the wall with a "whoosh". The moment the card touched the wall, it made a "beep" sound and a cold mechanical female voice announced: "You successfully clocked in at 7:59:58 seconds."

Zhu Yiyi was stunned: "It's so accurate."

Ling Mai picked up the card and saw her in the elevator. He smiled and greeted her: "Yiyi!"

When he got closer, he found that He Shen was standing next to him.

The CEO of Shishun Media.

The big boss.

Ling Mai's smile froze and he stood up immediately, "Good morning, Mr. He."

He Shen nodded.

Ling Mai took small steps to Zhu Yiyi's side, "I heard that you went on a blind date again yesterday?"

Zhu Yiyi almost spit out a mouthful of soy milk.

She glanced at the man next to her guiltily.

"This is your fifth one in the past half month. You are so lucky."

Zhu Yiyi covered her mouth with her hand, and when the elevator door opened, she pulled and dragged her into it.

The elevator door closed and slowly rose.

He Shen stood there, his eyes full of mystery.

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The publicity and planning department is the busiest on Mondays, when ll kinds of information are compiled and submitted. If you are unlucky, you will be caught by the nosy supervisor Amy to be hermeetingg recorder.

Zhu Yiyi is the unlucky one.

Eight out of ten times, she is ordered around by Amy.

"Zhu Zhu, come here."

Zhu Yiyi walked over resignedly, "Sister Amy."

"I told you to call me Amy," Amy said in Mandarin with a Hong Kong accent, and her fingers with exquisite manicures gently rested on Zhu Yiyi's shoulders, "Dear, there is a senior management meeting today, will you accompany me?"

Shi Shun's meetings are very strict.

Participants are always highly focused, listen to the reports or criticisms and suggestions of the main meeting, and give timely feedback on the meeting. The meeting recorder is the little follower of each participant, responsible for recording the meeting to avoid missing information.

Zhu Yiyi is very conscious of being a cow and a horse, and flattering her boss is also a way of survival: "Okay, it's my honor to serve Sister Amy."

Amy smiled charmingly: "I knew that hiring you was the right decision for me."

Zhu Yiyi's bad luck in entering the company two years ago was given by Amy.

Amy hates low-class men, especially those who are self-righteous and ugly. During the interview, she was one of the HRs and kicked out several highly educated men in a row.

Until the ordinary and ordinary Zhu Yiyi came in.

She was 23 two years ago and just graduated from college.

High ponytail, white short-sleeved shirt, black pants, delicate appearance, and a non-secondary education that is even more ordinary than her.

And that clear and stupid look.

The other interviewers wanted to pass her without waiting for her to speak, but Amy's impatient eyes suddenly lit up, her fiery red lips curved, and her sequined nails pointed: "I want her."

Zhu Yiyi was accepted by Amy, who was rumored to have the weirdest temper and the most stringent selection criteria.

It is still a miracle to this day.

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The meeting started in half an hour.

Zhu Yiyi followed Amy in a red dress and watched her greet her with a bright smile and a calm temperament.

She was simply the best embodiment of the workplace heroine in the novel.

Zhu Yiyi once secretly tried to pursue He Shen in the direction of a bright and beautiful woman.

Eyeliner, red lips, and a slim waist skirt.

In order not to show her belly, she didn't eat for three days! She took a breath wherever she went!

But He Shen didn't even look at her at that time.

In less than two days, Zhu Yiyi decisively gave up and became herself again.

Pushing open the door of the conference room, a warm breeze hits.

There are already quite a few people sitting inside. Zhu Yiyi has been a recorder for so many meetings that she is probably familiar with them. There are marketing departments, public relations departments, core technology departments, and the publicity and planning department where she and Amy are. Almost all major departments are here. It seems that this meeting is very important.

Amy, as the supervisor, sits at the back on the right.

Zhu Yiyi is behind her, working diligently as a recorder.

After waiting for a few minutes, the door of the conference room was pushed open again.

A faint smell of men's perfume wafted in.

Everyone stood up: "Hello, Mr. He."

Zhu Yiyi froze.

He Shen?

She didn't expect that he would be the main person in the meeting today.

Zhu Yiyi buried her head very low, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

She didn't notice the silence in the conference room at all.

The atmosphere was awkward and weird.

Until a voice came: "Miss Zhu, are you feeling unwell?"

What you fear will come true. Zhu Yiyi raised her head suddenly and met He Shen's inquiring eyes.

He was looking at her belly.

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