Quick Wear: Reversing Life

As soon as Liang Heyu came back, he saw Jingyu squatting in front of the cabinet in the information room and looking through files.

"Are you sure you're not an undercover agent sent by someone else?"

Jingyu heard the voice and turned around to see Liang Heyu standing at the door with his suit jacket spread out in his hands, looking at him expressionlessly.

"I'm your intern, why can't I watch it?" Jingyu blinked and smiled.

She originally came here under the pretext of writing a script, and looking at the files wouldn't ruin her character. Moreover, this was a public data room on the first floor, and the documents were not confidential; any company employee could see them.

Liang Heyu only scoffed. He saw the words written on the brown paper bag in Jingyu's hand and said before leaving: "Interns must also abide by the confidentiality agreement. Remember to finish cleaning up before leaving get off work today."

Many of the cabinets were organized by the cases the lawyers had taken on, probably to make it easier to find cases during the early days of the company. However, as the company expanded with changes in staff, the amount of information stored increased, so I decided to organize everything by time.

It's not a difficult job.

Xiao Zhao kindly told Jingyu how to use the printer. Jingyu got the hang of it quickly and put the time and date on the cabinet as a mark.

Liang Heyu was really busy. He went out several times a day and received two guests.

Logically speaking, with Liang Heyu's status, he would only take cases with high commissions, but according to Xiao Zhao, Lawyer Liang sometimes also takes on pro bono cases, and not all of the law firm's clients are wealthy bosses.

Even Qi Qin, who seems out of touch with reality, has participated in many charity lectures and free legal education activities.

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Jingyu was very efficient, and the files in the information room were not originally organized in a mess, so he arranged all the files and grouped them according to year and month in one day.

Liang Heyu was not at the law firm when it was time to get off work. Jingyu sent him a message and then left work.

The two of them added each other as friends in the morning. Liang Heyu's profile picture was a photo of the Napoleon Code, and the chat box only contained a message that Jingyu had just sent.

Jingyu clicked on Liang Heyu's circle of friends, and the cover of the circle of friends was a balanced scale.

He rarely posts personal content, which is basically reposting legal education information from some law firm public accounts, or interview links with some well-known seniors in the legal field.

It was rush hour, and the highway was packed with cars. A journey that should have taken just over ten minutes took forty. Her car, which had been fully fueled a few days earlier, was now half empty.

The next day, Xiao Zhao was watering the money tree that Qi Qin raised at the door when he heard the roar of a motorcycle coming closer.

A tall woman wearing a white helmet rode a green motorcycle to the door of the law firm.

Xiao Zhao thought it was Fina, but Fina was a little fatter.

The woman parked the car, stepped out with her long legs, and took off her helmet.

"Miss Jing?" Xiao Zhao widened his eyes.

Yesterday Jingyu was wearing a fashionable and beautiful little skirt, but today she was wearing jeans and Martin boots, looking very heroic.

"Just call me Jingyu."

Xiao Zhao looked around at the handsome motorcycles and said with envy, "You are so amazing! You can even ride a motorcycle."

Jingyu straightened his messy hair, put down his helmet and took out his keys: "The traffic is too congested during rush hour, so I have to ride my motorcycle a little faster."

Xiao Zhao said, "But there are speed limits on motorcycles now, right?"

"Yes." Jingyu asked, "Do you know where to buy breakfast nearby?"

...

The second day was a cool motorcycle style, the third day was a playful student style, and the fourth day was a fashionable hot girl style. Liang Heyu finally couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing her wearing a leopard print cake-edge skirt, his tone was as cold as ice: "Is this a fashion show? Don't come in if you don't wear professional attire tomorrow."

They dress so ostentatiously all day long that if you don't know them, you would think they are the editorial office of a fashion magazine.

Jingyu raised his eyebrows. You said that.

So on the fifth day, when Liang Heyu arrived at the office, he saw Jingyu tidying up his file cabinet with a pile of unnecessary discarded documents or waste paper at his feet.

She did obey and wore a simple business suit, a white shirt and a hip skirt. But with Jingyu's figure, the simple and rigid business suit looked particularly unusual on her.

The slim-fitting shirt and hip skirt perfectly show off her curves as a woman.

Her breasts were full but not exaggerated, her waist and abdomen were slim and firm, and her buttocks were perky. The sheer black stockings on her slender but not skinny legs made them look particularly straight.

Jingyu was holding the discarded documents and preparing to put them into the shredder. When she turned around, Liang Heyu saw a black center seam on the back of her stockings, which followed the curve of her muscles and stuck to her legs, extending from under her hip skirt to her high heels at her ankles.

It was clearly a normal professional outfit, but she exuded a deadly aura of lust.

A few days ago, she wore loose tops. Compared with today, Liang Heyu even felt that her clothes a few days ago were more reserved than today.

Jingyu was already very tall, almost 175cm tall when wearing high heels. She had to bend down slightly to put the paper into the shredder, with one leg bent and the other legs slightly crossed.

Liang Heyu instantly turned his head and looked away.

"You don't need to put these in the shredder, just throw them in the trash outside."

Jingyu heard the voice and turned to look at him.

But Liang Heyu avoided her gaze and just put his handbag on the desk.

Jingyu understood that this guy was after mature and sexy girls.

Back at her workstation, Jingyu began to write the meeting minutes. This was what Liang Heyu asked her to do yesterday. Because there was a recording, it was not too difficult and it just took some time.

Liang Heyu put his handbag from the desk on his chair and turned his eyes back to the desk.

The desk was very neat and clean. Apart from a cup of steaming coffee that had just been brewed, the positions of all the other files were exactly the same as before.

Jingyu has been working here for five days. This person is much smarter than he imagined, and not as stupid and unruly as others say.

Liang Heyu is six years older than Jingyu. Jingyu was only 14 years old when he was still studying in college in China. After graduation, he went abroad for further studies for a few years and didn't know much about domestic affairs.

As a lawyer, he knew that understanding a person could not rely solely on the evaluation of people around him, but Jingyu was notorious in City A, and even her younger brother disliked her.

If it weren't for Jing Xian, Liang Heyu would never have let Jing Yu come for an internship.

But after spending these few days together, Liang Heyu felt that she was not as bad as the outside world said.

He took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Jingyu: "Come with me to the court this afternoon. Remember to bring this document with you."

Jingyu nodded and reached out to take it.

Only then did Liang Heyu realize that both of her hands were painted with red nail polish, but the index finger of her left hand was painted green.

Such an ugly green.

But why is only one finger painted green?

Nine red and one green.

Liang Heyu felt that his eyes were hurt, but his mind uncontrollably looked at her hands.