Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 14

The wind blowing from the car's air conditioner was chilly, her restless heart was beating violently again, and goose bumps appeared on Jian Anran's arms.

Wen Siheng reached out and adjusted the air volume of the air conditioner to the minimum.

I thought that after the hot search was withdrawn and the showdown with Tang Zhechuan was over, the matter would be over.

I didn't expect Pandora's box to be closed, but not all of it.

"Mom, what are you talking about. I can't understand why." Jian Anran was eager to deny it.

How did she know?Did she also see the hot search?
"Where are you now? Let's talk." Jian's mother Yang Yahui on the other end of the phone said coldly.

"I'm in the dormitory, and I have class tomorrow, so it's not convenient to go back now." He hesitated for a long time, Jian Anran really didn't have the courage to face her mother's questioning.

"I'm waiting at the coffee shop at the intersection, come here now." Yang Yahui didn't give her a chance to refute.

When the phone was hung up, Jian Anran's face was ashen.

She originally planned to get the certificate and go to divorce immediately after the matter passed.

She didn't want to have a long-term relationship, and she didn't want to tell too many people.

Especially the parents she hated to marry.

"I'll take you there." Wen Siheng broke the silence.

The receiver of her mobile phone was very loud, let alone Wen Siheng, Ning Beibei in the back row could hear it clearly.

"Teacher, just send me to the subway station ahead. I'll go back to school by myself." Ning Beibei realized that her existence was a bit redundant, and offered to get off the bus.

"it is good."

Saying goodbye to Ning Beibei at the entrance of the subway station, the car fell into a dead silence again, only the overtaking cars whizzing past and the horns of the cars behind were heard.

For the first time, Jian Anran hoped that the road could be longer. Not knowing if it would meet her wishes, Wen Siheng drove very slowly.

"I'll go with you." Arriving near the coffee shop, Wen Siheng parked the car on the side of the road and unfastened his seat belt.

Jian Anran shook her head, with a solemn look of "a strong man will never return", drooping her head, her usually twinkling eyes are like stars that have exhausted their energy, dark, aimlessly colliding in the middle of the galaxy Collide.

Get out of the car with heavy steps.

The last time she was so nervous was when she participated in the Top Ten Campus Singers in her freshman year. The consolation prize was a figure of a co-branded IP of an otome game. It happened that Ning Beibei had a throat infection, and Jian Anran was forced onto the stage.

There was even cold sweat on her forehead, and she was trembling all over. Every step she took, her knees felt weak, and her body was about to lose her balance.

This is the second coffee shop she went to today.

Unlike the previous time, which was full of confidence, this time the person who was about to be guillotined was herself.

There is not much education about the relationship between men and women since childhood, and it can even be said to be blank.

The only serious gender education in memory was a lecture in high school.

Gather all the girls of the whole grade in one place, and distribute a pack of sanitary napkins to each of them after listening to the lecture.

In my impression, the family members avoid such topics even more. The first time she talked openly and honestly on the stage was when she went to a hotel with a boy and was secretly photographed.

The span is huge.

She was very disturbed in her heart, and even had a trace of shame.

This was not something to be ashamed of in the first place. After all, reproduction and reproduction, children do not pop out of rocks.

It's just been avoided for a long time, as if turning such a physiological common sense into some kind of taboo talk, and it has become one of the things that parents and children in East Asia keep silent.

Yang Yahui was sitting on the seat by the window, her face was not very good-looking, she put on a coat and came out, her mobile phone was plugged into a shared power bank, and she was in a hurry to go out.

"Mom" Jian Anran called out weakly.

Yang Yahui turned her head and didn't speak. She followed Jian Anran all the way and sat down cautiously. Two cups of Spanish latte had been ordered on the table, which was Jian Anran's usual favorite coffee.

"Who is that man?" Yang Yahui cut to the point.

Jian Anran tightly grasped the body of the coffee cup, not daring to look up.

"Is it a boyfriend?" Yang Yahui asked.

Jian Anran nodded subconsciously, then shook her head, only to hear Yang Yahui sigh.

"I dare not tell Dad, how can you, a little girl, go to such a place with boys?"

"Recently, Mom and Dad have worked hard to pick a good house for you. You don't like the serious ones. You have to find some cats and dogs of the third class. You can open a room with them casually, you."

Yang Yahui almost couldn't catch her breath, and took a sip of coffee.

"Our Luojiang City is not big, and we only come and go in those places. You said that if people see you, will you get married or not in the future? What will others think of you?"

"Just don't get married," Jian Anran muttered, "I haven't graduated yet, so I never thought about getting married."

"How many times have I told you that I want you to get married because I hope to find someone to take care of you. We can pick and choose while we are still young. When you grow old and regret it later, you will only be picked and picked by others." .”

The topic went around and around, and it returned to the original starting point.

Jane Anran slammed the door out of the house, went to the bar to get drunk, and then went to the hotel to get a room. It all started with the quarrel with her parents at home that day.

Not to mention having a stable job, Jian Anran's parents were in a hurry to arrange a blind date for her even before her senior year internship was settled.

Since she was a child, she has witnessed the chaos at home because of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and Jian Anran really has no interest in marriage.

She believes in love and marriage, but she doesn't believe that such a beautiful thing will happen to her.

Under the coercion and temptation of her parents, Jian Anran finally went to the appointment for the first blind date, and made it a perfect affair.

Speaking of it, Wen Siheng was also very honest, and completely recounted what Jian Anran said on the day of the blind date to the introducer——

"Please go back and tell them, I declined."

They learned that the person on the blind date that day was from a high-spirited family. He had studied abroad all the way for his undergraduate, master, and doctoral degrees, and immediately found a decent job as a professor when he returned home.

In Jian's family, only Jian's father, Jian Shaobo, is running a small business to maintain a family of four, but the cash flow is tight, and there is nothing more he wants.

They have always felt that their daughters are superior to such people.

The hard-won opportunity was so spoiled, Jian Shaobo was furious, but his daughter was already 22 years old, and once resisted the urge to hit her palm with a hanger.

The parents' tone was full of disappointment, and Jian Anran was timid to refute directly.

The pressure accumulated for a long time at home that day, Jian Anran released it heartily at Hotel H.

There is even a long-lost pleasure of confronting parents.

She has always regretted that her rebellious period was also spent under the skin of a good girl.

"What's the other party's name? Give me his contact information." Yang Yahui took out her phone, opened the memo, and pulled Jian Anran back from her memories.

Jane Anran remained silent and shook her head.

"What do you mean by not talking? Are you also imitating other people's one-night stands?" Feeling that Yang Yahui was going to faint in the next second, Jian Anran quickly denied it.

"Hello, Auntie." A gentle voice sounded above her head.

Only then did the mother and daughter notice a tall figure at the table.

Yang Yahui looked up and saw a good-looking young man, cleanly dressed, looking at her with his hands outstretched and a smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)