Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 177
Wei Wei's surprised eyes did not linger on Wen Siheng's face for too long, and he immediately said with a smile: "There is milk in the refrigerator, just wait a moment."

"No need," Jane Anran refused, "Is there not so much to say?"

"I'll leave immediately after you finish speaking, and I won't sit for too long." Just as she finished speaking, she glanced at Xu Nianhe who was walking towards the living room out of the corner of her eye.

"Could you be..." Xu Nianhe suddenly remembered something, "You want to tell her about that?"

Wen Siheng asked back: "Is there anything that cannot be said?"

"I hope you can respect my opinion. I don't want a third person to know." After Xu Nianhe finished speaking, he gave Jian Anran a cold look.

Ignoring her, Wen Siheng went straight to the entrance, reached out and knocked on the photo frame on the wall, the pig liver red marriage certificate inside was very conspicuous under the warm spotlight.

"I also hope you can respect me. I didn't want to get involved from the beginning." Wen Siheng took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator in the kitchen, walked to the coffee table in the living room and put it down gently.

Sitting on the Barcelona chair, Wen Siheng faced Jane Anran, with his hands folded on his knees.

"A lot of things, I hope I can explain clearly to you face to face, it was indeed my negligence that I didn't ask for your opinion at the beginning."

He added, "After all...you are the hostess here."

"No..." Jian Anran was about to refute, but Wen Siheng stretched out her hand to signal her not to say any more.

"The man in the gray coat I met today is called Shi Licheng." Wen Siheng explained.

"Shi Licheng?" It seems that he has heard of this name somewhere, but Jian Anran won't be able to remember it for a while.

"It's my father's student, too..." Wen Siheng looked up at Xu Nianhe who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, "Her predecessor."

"Oh", Jian Anran finally realized.

Before Yang Yahui talked to her specifically about Shi Licheng, who seemed to be an engineer dispatched by a central enterprise, very good, resident abroad, and hadn't been back for several years.

The next time I went to England for further study, I met Xu Nianhe, and then the two of them got together.

And later, there was the story of Xu Nianhe's ectopic pregnancy, Shi Licheng evaporated from the world.

"He's back?" Jian Anran was a little surprised. She originally thought that Shi Licheng would evade responsibility and would never reappear. Now what happened when he suddenly appeared?Want to chase a wife crematorium?
Wen Siheng nodded, "Yes".

"Not only is he back, he is still following Xu Nianhe, squatting in the underground parking lot every day, and wandering around under the teaching building." He explained the ins and outs of how they came in and out together these days.

"So..." Jian Anran's eyes fell on the pair of white and pink cotton cloth slippers on Xu Nianhe's feet again, "Is this why you live together?"

"No..." She couldn't understand the logic behind it at all, "If you're following you, just call the police, why are you so mysterious?"

"You don't understand! You are trying to harm me..." Hearing Jian Anran's reaction, Xu Nianhe was a little agitated.

"What don't I understand?" Jian Anran was speechless for a moment, "At least I know how to call the police when I'm being followed, right? It's the 21st century, and you're afraid that you'll be retaliated if you call the police? I advise you to watch less gangster movies. .”

Wen Siheng suddenly interjected: "I've been living in Henghe Garden recently."

The implication is that he is not in the same room as Xu Nianhe.

"That's your freedom." Jane Anran rolled her eyes.

What she said has nothing to do with her.

After a moment of silence, Wen Siheng had finished what he wanted to explain, and Xu Nianhe had nothing to say from the beginning to the end.

"If there's nothing else to do," Jian Anran immediately stood up, "I'll leave first."

"Also," she turned around suddenly when she reached the entrance, "it's not too important, I hope you can make it clear on your phone in the future."

"After all, isn't the invention of electronic communication tools meaningless? I'm tired of traveling all the way here."

This is the truth, not only is there no subway here in Qishangyun, even the bus station is far away, and it takes a long time to go around the greenery when entering the community.

……

"Deng Deng——" Two messages popped up on Jian Anran's cell phone.

It was a tweet from the Voice of Architecture official account forwarded by Ning Beibei: [The situation is true! The personal office of a certain teacher at L University was exposed to plagiarism!Where will the future career of the well-known returnee doctor go...]

L University teacher, architecture-related, returnee doctor, the content is very clear, almost to the extent of putting Wen Siheng's name on it. Ning Beibei's first reaction when he saw it was to forward it to Jian Anran.

The general content of the article is how unscrupulous Wen Siheng's studio was in order to win the Ludao project, and even copied an excellent project from a small company with no reputation to win the bid for itself.

By the way, it also extended how a returnee doctor with ability and connections used a small and unknown company to achieve his goals.

The content of the article immediately attracted the attention of many unknown firms, as well as the sympathy of many beat workers who have been unfairly treated in the workplace for a long time.

The three words Wen Siheng became synonymous with plagiarism, causing an uproar in the architectural and design circles.

The most disgusting and sensitive topic for creative people is plagiarism, let alone such a person with a platform and connections, the consequences of their plagiarism are generally no consequences——

It will soon be suppressed by the powerful, and designers from all walks of life have seen too many such cases.

The consequences of this incident were unprecedented, and Jian Anran had a faint feeling of bad premonition, it was by no means the level that they could settle it with three or two moves in the past.

After going through so many things, she felt like she wanted to stay away from everything. After reading the news of various college student special forces on the Internet several times, Jian Anran excitedly opened a certain blue ticket booking software.

After roughly calculating the expenses of the trip, and then looking at the four-digit deposits in my bank card, I finally gave up such an idea.

Of course, she also saw a lot of college students traveling poorly, but thinking about going out to enjoy life, and sleeping in the open for travel, it didn't seem to fit her imagination.

Sitting on the bus back to school, Jian Anran has been feeling the buzzing of the phone in her bag since she just received the news from the official account.

Thinking that it was Ning Beibei who sent another message, the moment he unlocked the screen, it was not a WeChat message that popped up.

A series of Weibo messages occupied the notification bar of Jane Anran's mobile phone, which was a grand event she had never seen before.

(End of this chapter)