“Director, there’s an urgent document that requires your signature,” said the secretary to Zhang Jiasen, her voice trembling a little.

  Zhang Jiasen pressed his lips together, then quickly walked over and opened the document. He glanced towards the secretary, but the secretary lowered her head without saying anything.

  Zhang Jiasen signed the paper. Ning Shu walked over and asked, “What document is it? Let me see? For better or for worse, I’m the company’s CEO.”


  Zhang Jiasen hastily closed the folder and said, “It’s actually not that important.”


  “If it’s not that important, why was your secretary in such a rush?” Ning Shu lifted her brows. She had gotten a glance at that paper earlier. The so-called document was just a blank white sheet. Must’ve been hard for Zhang Jiasen to fake seriousness in signing a completely blank piece of paper.

  “Let’s go, let’s not talk about work after work.” Zhang Jiasen took Ning Shu’s hand and made to leave.

  Ning Shu glanced back to look at that secretary. She was hugging the folder as she stood at the front desk and stared after Zhang Jiasen’s back.

  Ning Shu turned back around and glanced at Zhang Jiasen as many thoughts flashed through her head.

  After getting on the car, Ning Shu directly said, “Let’s still go to my parents’ place. My suitcase is still there.”


  Zhang Jiasen pressed his lips together for a moment, then said, “Alright.”


  When they got there. Mother Miao immediately came to welcome Ning Shu and ask her about everything that happened during the day: was work was hard, did anyone bully her, and all sorts of other questions…


  Ning Shu answered each one patiently.

  Mother Miao got Ning Shu a bowl of soup and said that this was a nourishing soup she had simmered specially for her, then forced her to drink it.

  Mother Miao then got a bowl for Zhang Jiasen. Zhang Jiasen expressed his thanks amiably and after drinking it, even praised that it tasted really good.

  It made Mother Miao very happy.

  However, Ning Shu could tell that Zhang Jiasen was worrying about something since he was spacing out a lot.

  Ning Shu guessed that it was probably about the secretary.

  “Zhang Jiasen, I want to stay home for a while. There are some things I need to consult my dad about,” said Ning Shu.

  After a brief pause, Zhang Jiasen said, “Alright, then I’ll head back first.”


  Ning Shu nodded.

  Zhang Jiasen got his coat and left. Ning Shu watched him leave indifferently.

  “Why did Jiasen leave? You two are husband and wife, what’s wrong with him staying? It’s not like you two haven’t gotten married?” Mother Miao jabbed Ning Shu’s forehead. “Why didn’t you have him stay?”


  “Oh right, I have something to talk to Jiasen about,” said Ning Shu, then she grabbed the keys to head to the garage.

  Ning Shu headed out, but it wasn’t to look for Zhang Jiasen. It was to visit a detective agency.

  Ning Shu directly said to the person in charge at the agency, “I want you to help me investigate the relationship between my husband Zhang Jiasen and his secretary.”


  Ning Shu slid a photo of Zhang Jiasen in front of the agent. “This is Zhang Jiasen, and this is the down payment.”


  “Alright, I’ll let you know once I have news.” The agent took the photo and money.

  Ning Shu left the detective agency, then headed to a Chinese pharmacy to get some medicinal ingredients before driving home. As for whether Zhang Jiasen had gone to find the little secretary or not, she really didn’t care.

  This medicine was for Father Miao. Father Miao was too fat so his cholesterol was very high. He also had high blood pressure so his body was in a very unhealthy state. After the stroke, he never woke up.

  When Ning Shu got back, she personally simmered the medicine. Actually, it didn’t count as medicine, it was just a medicinal dish. This way she could slowly adjust the state of Father Miao’s health.

  When Father Miao saw that his daughter had personally made something for him, he was very touched. It was such happiness to be able to eat something his daughter had personally cooked.

  “Dad, from now on you have to eat this every day and eat more fruits and vegetables. Drink more water too. Don’t eat so lavishly anymore, and especially don’t drink wine.” Ning Shu counted the things off on the finger. “It’s time for you to start paying more attention to your health.”


  Father Miao laughed heartily. “You really are my sweet little darling. Alright, alright, I’ll do as you say.”


  Father Miao was only around fifty, but in the original storyline he had suddenly gotten a stroke and soon passed away. Furthermore, he hadn’t woken up even once after the stroke. The doctor said that Father Miao had severe bleeding in his brain due to multiple burst blood vessels.