Chapter 941: I gradually couldn't stand her anymore

Sheng Jia Shen V: There was a misunderstanding, I met an artist from the same company, chatted a few words, greeted the condition, sent the lady home, I have communicated with my wife, and the people who eat melons can disperse.

  Shen Su's expectant expression froze.

  At the same time, her breathing was a little heavier.

  How so?

  Communicate with Zhao Seventeen?

  No!

  Even if 'Sheng Jiashen' didn't say anything hint to her, even if he really asked about her illness and her future work arrangements as he said, sending her home was like a gentleman.

  But he smiled at her.

  Sheng Jiashen smiled at her!

  Shen Xu pinched his mobile phone, his face turned blue and pale, it may also be a public relations blog, yes, this kind of thing is not good for anyone, he definitely doesn't want her to carry the name of Xiaosan, and the matter between him and Zhao Qiqi can't be exploded now.

  He must have remembered his previous goodness, and he became more and more dissatisfied with Zhao Qiqi.

  She heard that since Zhao Qiqi's birthday, he has not appeared in Zhao Qiqi's crew once, there must be something wrong with these two people, everyone guessed so.

  Shen Su muttered a few more words almost nervously, and Xiaoya helped her serve a bowl of noodles, as well as a cup of hangover tea.

  "Sister Su, the supper is ready."

  Shen Xu stared at his phone absentmindedly, and flipped through the comments under Sheng Jiashen's Weibo, due to the clarification of Sheng Shi and his wife, the wind direction on the Internet also changed again, although there were still doubts about Sheng Jiashen, thinking that he should not send Shen Su in person, after all, they are all married, and it is very inappropriate to go to the home of a single female colleague and a female artist who has had an affair.

  But Shen Su is still the only one who is targeted, some people think that she deliberately got up, and some people think that she is a thief who is immortal, and she wants to be a demon after disappearing for a few months.

  No matter what kind of speculation and scolding comments, Shen Xu was angry and trembling all over.

  It just so happened that she took the cup of hangover tea to drink, but suddenly threw the cup in the direction of Xiaoya, and she shouted angrily: "Do you want to burn me?!" ”

  Xiaoya screamed and ducked back, although she dodged the smash, she was still splashed on the instep of her foot by the water from the broken cup, and she almost couldn't stand still in pain.

  In fact, the hangover tea was indeed hot, but not too hot, and the reason why she was in pain was that she was pierced by the glass slag on her feet.

  Xiaoya squatted down to look at her feet, and tears were about to fall.

  In the past few months, Shen Su's temper has become worse and worse, and she is naturally restrained in front of outsiders, and continues to play her gentle and atmospheric appearance, but in private, her assistant has become the object of her venting.

  Xiaoya has been following Shen Su for several years, being her assistant, with a high salary and access to many celebrities, and Shen Su's previous temper would not be so weird.

  But now, she gradually can't stand her anymore.

  Shen Su was originally going to scold, but seeing her reaction and movements, she suddenly seemed to wake up, and hurriedly ran over to pull her, "Xiaoya, are you okay?" I just got burned and accidentally dropped my cup out. ”

  Xiaoya glanced at her, her eyelashes trembled, and she shook her head gently: "I'm fine, Sister Su, I'll go back first." ”

  "Ah, your feet are bleeding, rest here today."

  "No need." Xiaoya refused and insisted on leaving, but Shen Su didn't say anything more.

  Her mind didn't put on this assistant, and she took back her mobile phone, she just showed up to participate in an event today, and it was like this, although it was indeed her who took the initiative to get close to 'Sheng Jia Shen', but she always felt that it was 'Sheng Jia Shen' who gave her an illusion.