Love Comes After Learning

Taking off the earphones and wearing a shawl with soft mid-length hair, even though it still covers half of her face, her demeanor has changed from gloomy and timid to calm and mysterious. Her back is always straight and her eyes are straight ahead. People dare not look at her.

Even those long black silk legs are a little different because of the high heels - they are more mature and confident like a professional woman.

From the perspective of outsiders, Sanjiu's change may be the biggest of all.

After all, as a secretary, even if no one knew her real identity, she didn't want Asada to lose face.

Therefore, in order to be able to stand by his side, Nakano Sanjiu has worked hard until now, and will continue to do so in the future.

This was her resolution, the purest love she had.

From the beginning to the end, never change.

And when the two are alone, or when there are no outsiders nearby, she will become the same as before, clingy, like to act like a baby, and like to snuggle up to him quietly, like a black cat gently rubbing against his shoulder .

If it wasn't for the purpose of declaring sovereignty, Sanjiu actually didn't intend to show her affection in front of outsiders...but she got used to it, and even became a little addicted.

Of course, if Asada hadn't opened a harem, he would definitely be doing bad things to his secretary every day in his private office.

Anyway, it's not like Sanjiu didn't look forward to this kind of gameplay. Before becoming a secretary, she fantasized about such and such plots many times, and even thought out the lines.

It's a pity that other people have already seen through this point, and have already made a response before a certain family rule was formulated.

"Good morning, both of you, would you like a cup of coffee?"

In Asada's private office, the short-haired beauty sitting on the sofa put her palm on her tender face, gracefully picked up the coffee cup with the other hand, and blew a few breaths of cool air to make the white smoke on the brown liquid drift and disorder.

Kashima-san... now it can be said that it is the manager of Kashima. He looked at them with a smile, and after paying a little respect, he took a sip of coffee.

"Mmm, it's really delicious."

She let out a breath of satisfaction, and licked her red lips lightly with her small tongue.

Sanjiu stared at her expressionlessly.

"Kashima-san, someone called you outside just now, can you come in thirty minutes later?"

"That can't be done~" Kashima said with a slow smile, "Five minutes, ten minutes is okay, half an hour is too long. I don't want to be complained by Fumino."

"Half an hour is not long at all, Shinichi usually takes two hours..."

"What dirty information are you telling a lady!"

The elegant and leisurely expression was broken in an instant, Kashima put down the coffee cup with a blushing face, his delicate willow eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he turned his head and glared at Asada angrily.

Asada: "???"

I haven't said anything yet, why are you staring at me?

Persistent wrong?Can I do push-ups for two hours wrong?

Geez, dirty adults!

"Well……"

Being stared back by him, Kashima-san subconsciously bit her lip, picked up the coffee cup again in a panic, lowered her pink face, took a few sips regardless of the burning of her mouth, and stabilized her mind.

Then he stopped looking at him, and said to Sanjiu:

"Sanjiu-san, the documents to be processed today are all on the table. If you finish it early, you will have about fifteen minutes to be alone."

"All right……"

Sanjiu's cheeks were puffed up, her face full of reluctance.

Although she has been used to it for a long time, every time she hears such a short time alone, she still feels lost involuntarily.

Just like a prisoner letting go, Asada is a prisoner, and she is a family member, and the hateful manager Kashima is a jailer.

But at least it is much better than others - after all, he has so much time, no matter how he divides it, there will always be more people and fewer people; some are close, and some are far away.

If you can't be considerate of each other, then wait for a quarrel, and no one will please you.

So, the concession made by the person with more is a small price for happiness, right?

"I really hope that Kashima-san will find a boyfriend soon."

Hearing Sanjiu's complaints, Kashima, who is not easy to get angry and treats others with kindness, instantly darkened.

"You think I don't want to? If it weren't for some evil capitalist who wasted my youth and wasted my time, how could I have been busy with my career since high school, and I am still single in my twenties?!"

It is also different from high school. Once angry, the young lady's temper and tone will become extremely irritable, regardless of her image - the culprit is naturally Asada.

She always keeps high blood pressure medicine ready now, because she is afraid that one day she will be angry with Asada and cause physical problems.

At that time, it will be useless for Princess Wen Nai to intercede, she will definitely let him take responsibility!

Of course, no one knew about this little thought, she hid it very well.

This resentment is definitely not false, after all, she is gnashing her teeth and glaring at Asada at this very moment.

Sanjiu also frowned slightly, and looked at him reproachfully:

"Shinichi, I also think this is too much..."

So, you go and introduce some outstanding young people to her, let her get out of the singles early, go home and have a baby, and stop controlling our alone time!

Just as Sanjiu was about to say this, Asada's cell phone rang first.

He seized this opportunity and quickly stepped back while holding the phone.

"I'm going to answer the phone, you guys are busy first!"

Soon, Asada broke away from the two sharp gazes and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"..."

The two promising young women looked at each other, twitched the corners of their mouths amusedly, and sighed tacitly.

"Hey... let's get to work."

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The call Asada received was from Fuutarou Uesugi.

He wanted to ask about the specific process and precautions of wedding planning.

"Finally? How many years have you been dating that guy? Obviously, both parties are not short of money, but it has been delayed until now."

Asada couldn't help laughing.

Fuutarou Uesugi clicked his lips hard.

"It's so noisy. Is marriage a matter of money? It's an auspicious day, the arrangements of the parents of both parties, and your own psychological preparation. How can you say that you just get married when you get married?"

"It makes sense, Seba will have to be so cautious when she gets married in the future."

"Ah? Who dares to attack Seba? Do you want to die?"

"Hahahaha, you are really a double standard of sister control as always~"

"If you don't have a younger sister, you don't understand that kind of feeling... Wait, you have already attacked your cousin? Hehehe, I would call you the strongest in terms of sister control!"

Uesugi Fuutarou sneered a few times, but this time Asada was speechless and could only click his mouth forcefully.

"Let's have dinner together another day, don't worry, I won't beat you secretly."

"Who is afraid of whom, when the time comes, I will strip you naked and throw you on the street, and call your girlfriends to pick you up!"

The two big men choked on each other naively, throwing trash talk at each other like junior high school students, and talked for five minutes of unnutritious conversation before finally returning to the topic.

"Asada, are you also planning a wedding recently?"

"Yeah, half of the work is done, and the wedding invitation will probably be sent to your home in a while."

"You are still doing things as fast as you are. You really deserve to be the president of the student council..." Fuutarou Uesugi paused, and whispered with concern:

"Did you take care of their parents?"

Asada held the phone and shrugged.

"It's still only half, and the other half is still working hard... Even if bigamy can be confirmed, the long-term concept is still difficult to change."

Fuutarou Uesugi snorted, seeming to be mocking: "Isn't that natural? The elders don't read harem manga anymore, how could they let their daughter and granddaughter become someone else's harem?"

Asada just leaned on the railing, chuckled and said:

"Yeah, so until now, I haven't given up studying."

Learning how to be accepted, learning how to change others...

This is an endless road that can only keep moving forward without seeing the end.

Learning doesn't mean success, but failure means you haven't learned enough.

So, we have to move forward again.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Uesugi asked this question, but Asada answered easily.

"Don't be afraid, they are still here."

"..."

He was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud.

"As expected of you... the second place, I lost willingly."

"Hey, don't bring up things from your student days, it's old-fashioned."

Asada didn't even say that he was also the first one, and he was very beautiful.

"Well, anyway, I'm quite envious of your mentality...Let's not talk about the parents, just for the wedding, you have to hold more than a dozen people at a time, right?"

Fuutarou Uesugi was amazed: "One is enough for me to give me a headache, you... It's tiring to think about it. And I always feel that there will be fights on and off the stage, and then you will definitely become the target of public criticism."

"My friend, I hope I can see you get married alive, hahahahaha!"

After speaking, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Grass (Chinese-Japanese bilingual), don't bring it up! I deliberately stopped myself from thinking about that picture."

With a bitter expression, Asada shrank her neck, forced a smile, and said dryly:

"In short, everything will be fine... I believe in this sentence."

"Then come on."