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Chapter 877: The Most Noble and Pure Love

The person entered holding a bundle of flowers. The flowers covered his face, but the moment Ning Shu glanced over and saw that he was wearing a suit, she knew who it was.

“For my wife.” Zhang Jiasen walked to Ning Shu and handed the bouquet of roses to her.

Ning Shu accepted the roses, then lowered her head slightly to smell them with a faint smile.

Zhang Jiasen looked towards the high pile of documents on the table and his gaze flickered. “You’re still looking through the documents? It’s time to get off work now.”

Ning Shu said, “Yeah, there’s a lot I don’t really understand so it’s taking quite a while.”

“Oh right, why did you suddenly bring me flowers?” Ning Shu changed the topic and said with a smile, “I’m starting to feel a little overwhelmed by this doting.”

Ning Shu placed the bouquet on the table without looking at it again. Zhang Jiasen asked, “Miaomiao, you don’t like them?”

It was Zhang Jiasen’s first time giving her flowers. In the past, Miao Miaomiao knew that Zhang Jiasen’s family situation wasn’t good so she didn’t allow him to give her presents. Even if Zhang Jiasen wanted to buy them for her, Miao Miaomiao didn’t let him.

When they were dating, Zhang Jiasen was still just an ordinary worker. Most of his salary had to be sent home. Miao Miaomiao felt heartache for Zhang Jiasen, so up until now, the only present Zhang Jiasen had ever given Miao Miaomiao was a wedding ring.

Every time Zhang Jiasen wanted to buy a present, he would do it in front of Miao Miaomiao. Ning Shu inwardly laughed. If he wanted to give a present, couldn’t he have secretly bought it, then gifted it? Could it be that Miao Miaomiao would actually return the item?

For better or for worse, Miao Miaomiao was a girl from a wealthy family. She wouldn’t be able to do such a thing.

When Zhang Jiasen saw that Ning Shu looked very indifferent, he couldn’t help but ask, “Miaomiao, you don’t like roses?”

Ning Shu nodded. “I don’t like roses, I like tulips. The meaning of tulips in the flower language is the most noble and pure love.”

Zhang Jiasen’s expression stiffened for a moment. He didn’t seem to have caught Ning Shu’s implicit meaning. He reached out to take her hand and gazed at her as he said, “You’re angry, aren’t you?”

Ning Shu tilted her head as she looked at Zhang Jiasen without speaking. She quietly pulled back her hand. Zhang Jiasen’s hand was really cold.

“My parents are authentic peasants from the countryside. They used up all their money to support me through college so sometimes they conserve a little too much, to the point they can’t bear to eat or wear anything good.”

Ning Shu shook her head. “I don’t blame them. Honest. When I see how hard their lives are, I realize how blessed I am. That’s why I decided to learn to manage the company well.”

Ning Shu was purposefully saying this to disgust him.

A sharp light flashed through Zhang Jiasen’s eyes for an instant, then he reached out and placed his hand on Ning Shu’s shoulder with a smile. “It’s time to get off work now. I came to take my wife home.”

Ning Shu smiled and picked up her bag. “Alright.”

Zhang Jiasen smiled as well.

The two of them looked like a married couple that were deep in love, but both of them were harboring their own thoughts.

Ning Shu and Zhang Jiasen walked side by side. When they got to the main lobby of the company, Ning Shu saw that the secretary wearing the black framed glasses was waiting by the front desk.

Ning Shu carefully sized up this secretary. Could it be that this was Zhang Jiasen’s true love? She wasn’t even as pretty as Miao Miaomiao.