Aroma

Shen Zhihai looked at his boss Wen Muqing playing with the scent pouch in his hands and commented, "This scent pouch seems a bit different from those sold in the market."

"Right, it was a gift from Sister." Wen Muqing said.

So it was Miss Ren who had given it, no wonder the boss had been fiddling with it like a treasured item.

"Do you think this scent pouch is pretty?" Wen Muqing asked.

At times like this, even if it was not pretty, one had to say it was!

Moreover, Shen Zhihai did think the scent pouch was indeed very nice, "It's pretty," he said.

"The spices inside, Sister specially blended them for me, I'm the only one who has them," Wen Muqing added.

Shen Zhihai could only feel that the usually unpredictable and inscrutable boss was now like a child desperate to show off a treasured possession.

And after that, not only Shen Zhihai but also many people from Wen Group often saw their chairman carrying a scent pouch with him, even occasionally taking it out to play with.