Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 246 The Family of Origin
At the age of 23, Jian Anran also saw the silent expression in another person.

The perfect man Wen Siheng, his words and deeds are currently "moistening things silently", but subconsciously, Jian Anran has always been afraid, afraid of the ultimate form of such a situation, could it be like Jian Shaobo, right?
After all, Yang Yahui's appearance was considered outstanding when she was young, and she is also very good-looking even now that she is about to run five.She can't be really young and ignorant, Jian Shaobo always had some advantages and merits when he was young, which made her decide to marry him, right?

What if people change when they get old?
Jian Shaobo's cigarette seemed to be very long. Jian Anran and Yang Yahui had been arguing for a long time, but he had no plans to get up and come in from the balcony.

"Raising you for so many years, my parents have worked so hard for you, so why don't you just give us a little money? Why don't you ask me a lot of questions, and if you don't want to give it, just say it!" Yang Yahui raised her voice.

"Yes!" Jian Anran refused to admit defeat at all, "I just don't want to give it! What's wrong?"

"My daughter hasn't left home yet, and her living expenses were cut off when she was in college. Why didn't you think about sending me some money when I was so poor that I couldn't eat? Why didn't you ask me if I was hungry? "

"Once I have money, why do you have the nerve to ask for it?" The more she spoke, the more angry she became, she said so much in one breath, Jian Anran had her hands on her hips, her chest heaved violently, and she was panting heavily.

Yang Yahui snorted, "What's so pretentious? Don't you still get [-] a month?"

Hearing these words, Jian Anran couldn't control her emotions anymore, fearing that the other party would see her tears, she immediately turned around and pressed the handle on the door.

Afraid that the noise of the quarrel would be heard by the neighbors in the corridor, Yang Yahui quickly pulled the door back with a quick "snap" and locked the door.

"Oh," she sneered, "The son-in-law who has no blood relationship is generous, and the daughter who has been raised for more than [-] years is worthless! No wonder people say that raising a daughter is useless!"

"What son-in-law? Generous?" Jian Anran quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Have you called Wen Siheng?"

Only then did she realize that she had slipped her mouth. Yang Yahui regretted it immediately, and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"Did you ask him to borrow money? How much did you borrow?" Jian Anran took a step towards Yang Yahui.

Feeling guilty, Yang Yahui took two or three steps back, hesitating for a long time and didn't know how to answer, Wen Siheng insisted that this matter must not be let Jane Anran know.

"You see, people used to bring so many things to the door, isn't that generous?" Yang Yahui thought suddenly.

"It's you, it's been half a year that you don't want to go home, I think you are really the water that was thrown out!"

Her mind went blank for an instant, and Jian Anran had no idea at all. Now she is very sure: the one who was still reluctant to part with this family at the beginning was the one who really had delusions.

In the past, Jian Anran dismissed words such as "native family" because she was very convinced that she was born in a fairly good family.

Although the family's economic level was tight when he was in kindergarten, Jian Shaobo's business gradually started later on, and his family's living standard was much higher than that of his classmates whose parents were both working.

At that time, it was a luxury KFC, she could go there once a week, she could buy a set of very expensive Barbie dolls for her birthday, and she could fly out of the province every summer vacation, the living conditions of their family were far superior to those around them. Many well-off families.

But as time went by, Jian Anran finally witnessed the ups and downs of Jian Shaobo's business, there were good times and there were extremely bad times.

The money saved when business was good was all squandered because of Jian Shaobo's extravagant consumption concept. She once got up to go to the bathroom one night, and heard her mother Yang Yahui hiding on the balcony and her grandmother crying on the phone:
"It's like that money is hot, and he has to spend it as soon as he gets it."

In the year when Jian Anran was born, the total price of the shops in Luojiang city center was only 15, and Jian Shaobo couldn't wait to pick up an imported car worth 30.

Under the envious eyes of friends around him, this imported car has depreciated into a worthless antique after more than ten years. When he was in Luojiang's ordinary suite for 60 yuan, he bought an imported car worth 100 million yuan.

For this reason, the parents once again quarreled upside down, and Jian Shaobo said beautifully: "You drive a better car, and when you go out to discuss business, others won't look down on you."

"A housewife like you who has never earned a penny in her life will not understand!"

The car was already parked downstairs, there was a lot of noise, and Yang Yahui even wanted to secretly drive the car to sell, but the matter finally ended in nothing.

"Forget it," Jian Anran shook off Yang Yahui's hand, "If you don't want to tell me, I'll ask myself."

"I hope this is the last time. If you don't pass, contact Wen Siheng directly."

Yang Yahui felt a little dissatisfied in an instant: "I still can't contact my son-in-law?"

"You..." Jian Anran was speechless, "Is it the same if you ask him to borrow money? What do you want him to think of me? How will his parents think of me?"

"It's almost enough. It's just a little money. Although we are not a family who want exorbitant gifts to mess around with, but we raised our daughter and married them to their family. What's the matter with asking him for help when the turnover is not working?"

Seeing such words, Yang Yahui said it outrightly, and Jian Anran felt dizzy as her blood pressure rose.

"Then I should have gotten fatter back then, so that you can go to someone with a scale and ask for money!" Unscrewing the lock of the anti-theft door, Jian Anran took a step forward, half of her body blocking the door frame Come on, to prevent Yang Yahui from locking the door again.

"In the second half of the year, you also know that I have to rent a house for an internship, and I have to eat and live. I won't take the money. You can figure it out!"

After speaking, she turned around and ran towards the stairs quickly. When Yang Yahui reacted and yelled at the corridor, Jian Anran had already run down two floors, and she couldn't quite hear what she was talking about.

Going all the way down to the green iron door on the first floor, she didn't know if it was because she was panting, or she had lingering fears, and the beating sound of "bang bang" in her chest made Jian Anran unable to slow down for a long time.

In the end, I took the night shift bus back to the dormitory. When I got downstairs, I happened to catch the dormitory auntie locking the door, and rushed into the dormitory.

When she was lying on the bed, she suddenly remembered that she was too busy to fight tonight, and she didn't have time to ask about the online loan of 10,000+.

"Beibei," Jian Anran turned around, "Do you know that if you go to the bank to do business, you need to make an appointment in advance? Or just go directly?"

(End of this chapter)