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Chapter 915: Just Handing Everything to Him

Zhang Jiasen understood starkly that he was just a poor kid from the countryside.

In this colossal city, he had neither capital nor connections.

Even if he struggled for a lifetime in this city, he still wouldnt be able to set down roots.

Without these external material conditions, things like love were just a joke.

Zhang Jiasen could only take an unconventional gambit and pay the price necessary so that he could continue living in this city.

His familys hopes and expectations, his own desire for success.

All of these reasons drove Zhang Jiasen to make use of his advantages.

Once he obtained a cornerstone, he would be able to stomp on the cornerstone to climb even higher.

He married a woman that could cut twenty years off his struggle.

Even if the people in the company said that he was living off a woman, he endured it.

There would come a day when he would be able to wash away this humiliation.

Zhang Jiasen hugged Xue Manman.

With these external material conditions in place, he would be able to love her better.

Ning Shu who no longer had the job of CEO just spent her time going with Father Miao to the hospital for checkups and simmering soups for Father Miao.

She seemed completely like a housewife.

When Father Miao saw how carefree and at leisure Ning Shu was, he said in slight disappointment, “Girl, what exactly are you doing Could it be that you cant bear to let go of that kid You even gave him the position of CEO.

Youre seriously just giving everything to him, arent you”

Ning Shu was holding a pair of scissors.

With a snip, she snipped off a lilys leaf.

She asked Mother Miao, “Mom, is cutting it like this okay”

Mother Miao glanced over, then nodded.

“Miaomiao, how exactly do you feel about Zhang Jiasen He cheated on you and even laundered money from the company.

He tricked our entire family.”

“Mom, I know what Im doing, so just let me handle it.

Dad, you can take over if it turns out that I cant handle it.” Ning Shu leisurely inserted the lily into the flower vase.

When Father Miao saw Ning Shu like this, he laughed.

“Very good! As expected, a tiger fathers no weak daughters.”

“Then what about Zhang Jiasens secretary” Mother Miao looked towards Ning Shu.

“Should we chase her out of the company”

Ning Shu shook her head with a smile.

“Its fine, just let her stay in the company.

It wouldnt be good to chase her out.”

Ning Shu already had a plan, and this plan needed Xue Manman.

She would make them vomit everything they ate from the Miao family back out.

Ning Shu would occasionally go visit the company and every time, Zhang Jiasen was always very busy.

If he wasnt busy with signing documents, he was busy with meetings and passing judgements with a kingly air.

The gloomy aura that used to hover around Zhang Jiasen was gone.

His entire body emitted strong self-confidence.

It seemed that his aura had become even stronger.

The current Zhang Jiasen was practically emitting charm.

Even Xue Manmans gaze became filled with much more admiration and undying devotion.

This was the attractiveness of a successful man.

It was probably due to the fact that she hadnt been in the company lately, because Xue Manman was starting to wear brand names again.

The most noticeable was the scarf around her neck.

This Xue Manman sure wasnt at just an ordinary level of vain.

Even if she was at work, she was still adding these things to her outfit.

Ha.

Ha.

Ha.

Perhaps these things would soon deal Xue Manman a fatal blow.

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