Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 15
After watching Jian Anran enter the coffee shop and "go to the front line", Wen Siheng did not leave immediately.

He turned off the car and parked on the side of the road, watching the conversation between the mother and daughter sitting by the window through the bushes of the roadside green belt.

Seeing that Yang Yahui's face was getting uglier and ugly, Jian Anran's face almost drooped to the ground. He kept silent and without a moment's hesitation, he picked up the car key in the central control and got out of the car immediately.

Before the situation deteriorated further, Wen Siheng appeared in time.

Wearing his good-looking and kind smiling face, he politely introduced himself and stretched out his hand.

Yang Yahui looked up and down, hesitated for a moment before reaching out her right hand.

"I have never had a chance to say hello to my aunt. I am An Ran's boyfriend Wen Siheng."

Not noticing that he hadn't left, Jian Anran looked at the white figure in front of her with a little surprise.

"Can I sit here?" Still smiling, he pointed to the empty seat beside Jane Anran.

With Yang Yahui's approval, he opened the chair and sat down calmly.

"Are you the one in the photo?" Yang Yahui asked angrily.

With a good skin, she tricked her daughter into bed. She had seen too many social news, and she hated such a person from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes." Wen Siheng nodded.

"How long have you known each other?"

"Less than a month." Wen Siheng replied.

In fact, counting from beginning to end, it only took two weeks at best, but in this situation, if Yang Yahui heard the truth, she might be fainted by her outrageous daughter in the next second.

"How old are you this year? You want to trick the little girl away after knowing each other for so long?"

"28 this year."

"Hmph," Yang Yahui sneered, "No wonder, did you know that An Ran is only 22 this year?"

The implication was that he was old enough to eat tender grass. From the moment Wen Siheng appeared, she had carefully looked at the man in front of her.

His gestures are personable, and he is a lot older, so he probably has a little experience.

Relying on the lack of information after entering the society a few years ago, such a man is best at coaxing little girls.

"knew."

"I know you still do." Yang Yahui couldn't help but increase the volume, thinking that she was still in a public place, she immediately calmed down again.

"Then how do you plan to deal with this matter? Just walk away like this, and don't plan to take responsibility"

"Mom!" To avoid embarrassing each other by hearing more ugly words, Jian Anran called out to stop Yang Yahui.

"It's none of your business, don't interrupt"

"Auntie, I'm already in charge."

Just when she was about to teach Jian Anran a lesson, Yang Yahui was at a loss for words when Wen Siheng said something.

"Wait!" When Wen Siheng was going to continue his speech, Jian Anran stopped him.

Grabbing Wen Siheng's wrist, Jian Anran pulled him up, but Wen Siheng almost staggered before he could react for a moment.

After dragging her all the way to the door of the coffee shop, Jian Anran let go of her hand.

"Are you crazy? What are you going to say?" Jian Anran peeked into the coffee shop, and Yang Yahui was peeking at them curiously.

"Tell the truth." Wen Siheng calmly straightened his wrinkled cuffs.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say that you can get the divorce certificate after the matter is over, how can you leave after you told her?" Jian Anran scolded in a low voice.

"If you don't say it, it doesn't matter what your mother thinks of me. What will she think of you in the future? Is there a better solution to this matter?"

With her mouth half-opened, like a stick in her throat, Jian Anran didn't think of any rebuttal words.

Wen Siheng's approach is indeed the best solution that can be thought of at present.

Since everyone knows the matter, it is better to regard entering marriage as a happy ending to the outside world.

The wind was blowing in for a while, and she answered "OK" hoarsely.

Jian Anran followed Wen Siheng into the coffee shop again, shrinking her neck and hiding behind his tall back.

Sitting down again, Wen Siheng's back was always straight, and his posture was always good.

"Auntie, I haven't had time to tell you, but An Ran and I have already obtained the certificate."

Wen Siheng's words were like throwing a fireball into the dry land, and Yang Yahui's heart suddenly ignited a raging fire.

"What did you say?" She glared at Jian Anran, who was shrinking her neck, "When did it happen?"

"We went to the hotel that day because we were impulsive. Afterwards, I also wanted to be responsible for this relationship, so I proposed to An Ran to get married."

"I'm not a person who always gives up, and I don't want to play with An Ran's relationship, so getting married is the best response I can do to this relationship in my opinion."

Wen Siheng's barking eyes kept looking directly at Yang Yahui, making her fall into his illusion for a while.

"What job are you doing now? What do your family members do?" Yang Yahui remained rational and returned to the most realistic question.

"I'm currently teaching at Luojiang University."

"Teacher from Luojiang University?" Yang Yahui was a little surprised.

"Yes, my parents are both professors at Luojiang University." Wen Siheng paused, "Speaking of which, the introducer should have given my auntie my detailed information during the last blind date."

"Blind date?" Yang Yahui finally realized, "Are you the one from the last blind date?"

"Yes."

After the question was affirmed, Yang Yahui's mood was a bit complicated, from anger at the beginning to surprise later, and even a feeling of relief.

She had carefully read the information of Jian Anran's blind date last time, and the conditions were excellent, and suddenly she felt that rushing to get the certificate was not a big problem.

Yang Yahui had many questions hidden in her heart, such as "Don't you see each other wrong?", or "What opportunity do you want to be together again?", and so on.

After a long silence, Jian Anran broke through the embarrassment in the air.

"I still have class tomorrow, Mom, you should go home first."

"Yeah. Good." Yang Yahui answered, while getting up with her mobile phone.

"Auntie." Wen Siheng pulled Yang Yahui back from her complicated emotions.

"If Auntie has time, why not make an appointment on the weekend to meet my parents as well."

Yang Yahui was still in shock and didn't come out until Wen Siheng's words reminded her that according to the procedure, both parents had to meet first.

"okay."

"Auntie, is it convenient to add me a WeChat account? If you have anything to do in the future, you can contact me directly." Wen Siheng took out his phone and opened the QR code.

"drop--"

A little red dot popped out of the new friend——

[Flowers bloom and wealth request to add you as a friend]

"Auntie, can you tell me where you got your photo?" Wen Siheng asked casually.

Yang Yahui's eyes dodged for a while, and she hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing her reaction, Wen Siheng guessed most of it.

"An Ran told me about the boyfriend she had talked about before. We have already talked about this matter. I have no right to interfere with her relationship experience in the past." He added.

"It was sent to me by Tang Zhechuan."

"It's An Ran's former classmate." Yang Yahui wanted to cover it up.

"I see." Wen Siheng replied with a smile.

(End of this chapter)