Chapter 908: Past of Poverty

Zhang Jiasens father didnt 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.

Hed 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 Pings son. Aunt Pings son didnt 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 Pings son. He seemed like an ordinary college student.

She brought him to the police station. Aunt Pings son didnt understand why this pretty woman was bringing him to the station since he hadnt 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 Pings 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 Pings son, giving off a very strong aura. In front of Zhang Jiasen, Aunt Pings son was like a little chick facing a tiger.

Aunt Pings son looked ill at ease. When he heard this man talk about an Aunt Ping, he became even more uneasy.

This mans imposing aura made him feel even more fl.u.s.tered and unnerved.

Ning Shu said, This is Aunt Pings son. I brought him here to visit his mom.

Zhang Jiasen abruptly looked towards Ning Shu. Why did you bring Aunt Pings 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 Pings sons face was completely pale. He couldnt believe that his mother had been arrested.

Zhang Jiasens face also had a trace of panic as he followed Ning Shu in.

Didnt you already visit her? asked Ning Shu.

Zhang Jiasen said with a smile, Since weve already b.u.mped into each other, lets head back together later. Miaomiao, lets have lunch together later. Its been such a long time since weve had a meal together. Theres no need to go home, itll 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 Jiasens partner in this play.