Chapter 908: Past of Poverty
Zhang Jiasen’s father didn’t say anything else and just headed inside to sleep. Zhang Jiasen went to the balcony and lit a cigarette.
He gazed at the glorious city that was ablaze with light. Every inch of this soil was a thick wad of money.
After graduating from college, he had no way of surviving in this city. He had no hopes of buying a house in this city in this lifetime, no way to establish roots here.
He was a college student from the countryside. Everyone who mentioned him would give a thumbs up. That praise and pressure forced him to work hard to survive here. Even if it called for sacrifices, it was worth it.
He had achieved success, so he had to protect his own success. He would break through anything that stood in his way to continue on ahead.
He’d use money and status to cast his success in stone, to wipe away his past of poverty.
Zhang Jiasen put out the cigarette, his expression cold.
Early morning the next day, the first thing Ning Shu did was head to the college to find Aunt Ping’s son. Aunt Ping’s son didn’t seem aware that something had happened to his mom. When he came down from his dorm, he still looked very sleepy.
Ning Shu looked at Aunt Ping’s son. He seemed like an ordinary college student.
She brought him to the police station. Aunt Ping’s son didn’t understand why this pretty woman was bringing him to the station since he hadn’t done anything to break the law.
The moment she got to the station, she encountered Zhang Jiasen.
This early? Ning Shu narrowed her eyes as she looked at Zhang Jiasen.
Zhang Jiasen was also startled to see Ning Shu as he was stepping out. When he saw the inexperienced boy standing next to Ning Shu, a trace of displeasure flashed through his eyes. It was clear that he was very unhappy to see his wife with another man.
Ning Shu asked, “Why are you here?”
Zhang Jiasen glanced at Aunt Ping’s son, then looked towards Ning Shu with a gentle gaze, “I came to visit Aunt Ping. I wanted to ask her why she did this and convince her to confess.”
Ning Shu: …
“Who is this?” Zhang Jiasen towered over Aunt Ping’s son, giving off a very strong aura. In front of Zhang Jiasen, Aunt Ping’s son was like a little chick facing a tiger.
Aunt Ping’s son looked ill at ease. When he heard this man talk about an ‘Aunt Ping,’ he became even more uneasy.
This man’s imposing aura made him feel even more flustered and unnerved.
Ning Shu said, “This is Aunt Ping’s son. I brought him here to visit his mom.”
Zhang Jiasen abruptly looked towards Ning Shu. “Why did you bring Aunt Ping’s son here?”
“Is there something wrong with a mother wanting to see her own son?” replied Ning Shu, then she brushed past him to head into the police station.
Aunt Ping’s son’s face was completely pale. He couldn’t believe that his mother had been arrested.
Zhang Jiasen’s face also had a trace of panic as he followed Ning Shu in.
“Didn’t you already visit her?” asked Ning Shu.
Zhang Jiasen said with a smile, “Since we’ve already bumped into each other, let’s head back together later. Miaomiao, let’s have lunch together later. It’s been such a long time since we’ve had a meal together. There’s no need to go home, it’ll just be us two.”
Such a tender caring manner. This was the mask Zhang Jiasen had used to conceal his scheming heart.
He found a stage and put on a play, and Miao Miaomiao was Zhang Jiasen’s partner in this play.
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