Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 110 L City Vanity Fair
He is so tall that he can be seen at a glance in the crowd.

Different from yesterday's image of a youthful and sporty boy in a white shirt, Shen Huainan, who is wrapped in a neat black suit today, suddenly has a sense of maturity that has transformed into a business elite.

It's just that his soft hair that hangs down still retains a trace of the youthfulness of a student.

"You look good today." Shen Huainan said with a smile, as if thinking of something again, "You look good every day, but today is especially good-looking."

"Why are you here?" Shen Huainan asked, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"Ah... just passing by by chance." In a panic, Jian Anran casually made an excuse.

Shen Huainan pinched his chin with his slender fingers, and looked her up and down.

The exquisite makeup, the hair she specially went to the hair salon this morning, the expensive white dress, the new season's bag and shoes.

That day in the store, she took a look at the cabinet sister packing the clothes in boxes one by one, but Jian Anran never paid attention to it.

When I went home with a large bag and unboxed it, I saw several pairs of shoes and bags inside.

Just when Jian Anran was puzzled, Wen Siheng saw it and said lightly: "Probably for you to use it to make clothes."

Unable to be convinced by the luxury of luxury goods, Jian Anran secretly felt that the other party's service was thoughtful, so that even an amateur like her could enjoy such VIP-level treatment.

"You don't look like you are passing by casually." Shen Huainan said with a smile.

During the conversation, the other party seemed to have noticed Wen Siheng standing aside, and looked a little surprised.

"Teacher Wen? What a coincidence!"

"Hello." Wen Siheng responded lightly.

"You..." Shen Huainan looked at Jian Anran and Wen Siheng in disbelief.

"Are you here together?"

"No, no..." Jian Anran waved her hands, and hurriedly explained, "I happened to meet at the door, so we came in together."

She paused before speaking again: "You are here too."

During the pause, Jian Anran was thinking about how to address Shen Huainan.

Calling Shen Huainan's name directly does not know why, but somehow feels a little strange.

Adding the word "classmate" seemed a bit deliberate, so I simply omitted the name and replaced it with a personal pronoun like "you".

Probably because of lack of familiarity will have such troubles.Obviously just met yesterday, Shen Huainan can naturally talk to her with the feeling of an old acquaintance.

The other party seemed to be born with a strong personal aura, and he was able to do well in the social arena.

I thought he was a boy with a more outgoing personality, but on such an occasion, compared with Jian Anran's timidity, Shen Huainan seemed to have a feeling of coming to the home court.

"Hey, how lovely to meet you here, Conrad. (Nice to meet you)" A high-pitched American voice behind them immediately attracted their attention.

Turning his head, he saw the foreign man standing behind Shen Huainan.

The other party fits the Caucasian appearance that everyone has recognized since childhood, with smoky blue eyes and dark blonde hair.

The other party is also tall, not inferior to Shen Huainan at all, with excellent body proportions, and wearing a dark blue suit.

Shen Huainan turned around, first glanced at Wen Siheng, then nodded, "Mr. Wen, I'm sorry."

Finally, when his eyes fell on Jian Anran, Shen Huainan warmly smiled, "Anran, see you later."

He immediately started chatting with the other party in fluent English, and the two left towards the distance.

Jian Anran: So I am the only one in Luojiang who can't speak English anymore, right?

Wen Siheng beside him has not spoken a word, when Jian Anran turned around, he looked up and saw that he was staring at the direction where Shen Huainan was going away, his eyes were dim.

A lot of onlookers gathered outside the pop-up store in the morning, but only those who were invited to participate could enter.

Wandering aimlessly in the arena, Jian Anran looked casually, and the people around her were familiar faces that could often be seen on the Internet.

"Hello." Someone patted Jane Anran on the shoulder lightly.

It is a photographer in a suit with a camera in his hand, and to his left and right are an assistant holding a reflector and a fill light.

The last time I saw such a battle was the live broadcast of the Grammys on the Internet, and I couldn't help whispering "Yeah", Jian Anran didn't expect that she could still enjoy such treatment.

"Are you two here together? Let's take a group photo for you." said the photographer.

"Ah?" Glancing at the expressionless Wen Siheng, Jian Anran smiled awkwardly, "No, we don't know each other very well."

"That's it." The photographer looked a little disappointed, "Then I'll take a single photo for you two."

"Just pat him." Jian Anran stretched out her hand and gently pushed Wen Siheng's arm, and walked away quickly with her skirt in her hands as if fleeing after speaking.

Wearing high heels for the first time, she finally understood what it means to walk on thin ice.

Every step is taken carefully, for fear of falling and losing face on such an occasion.

After walking a few steps, there is a buffet-like table in the center of the exhibition hall, which is filled with exquisite snacks and various drinks.

Looking around, whether it was a boy or a girl present, everyone maintained an almost supermodel-like figure.

With a tall and straight body and a slab-like body, it is not difficult to explain why the pastries on the dining table have hardly been touched.

After a glance, she found that no one was paying attention, so she reached out and took a small cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

"safely!"

How could there be such a coincidence?
She had just stood there pretending to be a lady for a long time with airs on her shoulders, how could she just eat a cake in disfigurement and be seen by others.

"I just searched for a long time but couldn't find you, so you are here." Shen Huainan appeared in sight again.

Covering her puffed cheeks in embarrassment, Jane Anran frantically chewed on the cake in her mouth.

After he finally swallowed it down, he turned around and grabbed a glass of drink, and took a big gulp before recovering.

Subconsciously, she gently rubbed the corner of her mouth with her fingers to confirm that she didn't look too sloppy, and then Jian Anran let out a long sigh of relief.

"Are you doing self-media?" Shen Huainan asked suddenly.

"From the media?" She was a little puzzled, "Why did you suddenly ask like this?"

It took a while to realize that the people invited to such an occasion would probably be some well-known people, or local celebrities.

Jian Anran is obviously not the latter.

"Hi, long time no see." A woman suddenly jumped out from behind Shen Huainan, grabbed his arm, and was about to rub her face against him as she spoke.

(End of this chapter)