Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 40 Knowing the Three Be the Three
In the past two days, Wen Siheng still left early and returned late. On the third day after not seeing him, Jian Anran held her head and thought at home.

Presumably he was too busy with something important, right?
People are not completely animals that think from the lower body, they don’t just want to fuck when they see it, right?
The language of self-comfort is a little pale.

She couldn't help laughing at herself: She promised to be an independent woman in the new era, why did she start to be troubled by these twists and turns?

The door opened with a "drop", and the bulging black travel bag appeared first.

Wen Siheng took off his shoes outside the door and came in wearing socks.

"Why don't you bring the shoes in?"

Only when she realized that Jian Anran was still asleep, Wen Siheng smirked slightly, and then said, "I'm leaving soon."

"Recently." She hesitated for a moment, "Are you busy?"

Her nose was slightly red in spite of herself, and Jian Anran suppressed a sense of sourness that she didn't know why.

The corners of the eyes were swollen due to lack of sleep or from crying. Wen Siheng observed carefully for the first time in the past few days, only to find that Jian Anran seemed to have lost a little weight.

A part-time job in a coffee shop requires standing for a long time, and it is difficult to gain weight under high-intensity work.

In the end, he still couldn't make up his mind to fight her to the end, Wen Siheng sighed softly, and finally made up his mind to explain his recent wake up early and sleep late.

"I had planned to return to China at the beginning of this year, but I have always had a project in hand, which was delayed until mid-August."

"At first, I thought the project had come to an end, so I waited for Party B to draw up the construction drawings and then start preparing for the landing."

"Recently, Party A made a sudden contact and overturned many details that had already been finalized, so we had to start over."

Having a headache, Wen Siheng reached out and pressed his temple.

"So," Jane Anran asked, "you've been rushing this project lately?"

"Otherwise, what do you always think I'm doing?" Wen Siheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled playfully.

"I'm avoiding debt."

"Or you're avoiding me." She raised her eyelids and said aggrievedly lying on the sofa.

"I told you when you just moved here," Wen Siheng walked in front of her, and gently pinched Jian Anran's chin.

"What you're worried about won't happen."

Looking at each other without words, Jane Anran's emotions accumulated for several days disintegrated in an instant in his frankness and tenderness.

"Are you going to work overtime tonight?" She choked her throat and asked.

"Well," Wen Siheng lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on her lips, "It will be over soon."

"Then let me make you a cup of coffee." She stood up, dragged her slippers and walked to the kitchen.

"Can you make coffee?" Wen Siheng asked casually.

Jane Anran has a slight caffeine intolerance, and she has always only drank cocoa.

"Well," she lowered her eyes, her expression a little unnatural.

"Seeing that there is a coffee machine in the kitchen, I specially learned it."

After taking a shower, Wen Siheng came out with his travel bag, and before entering the restaurant, Wen Siheng smelled the thick and mellow aroma of coffee.

Jian Anran was holding espresso in one hand, and pouring hot milk into the coffee with a tin jug in the other hand.

After making it, put the coffee on the cup holder on the island, and after a while, a latte with latte art was pushed in front of Wen Siheng.

The shape of the flower is a bit distorted, but it is not difficult to guess that it is a heart.

Taking a sip, Wen Siheng nodded in anticipation of the other party, "It's delicious."

The person in front of him obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and left with cheerful steps.

Just a few steps away, she seemed to think of something suddenly, and a smile loomed on the corner of her lips when she turned around.

"Good night."

The figure in pajamas disappeared at the corner of the wall, Wen Siheng picked up his phone, and clicked on today's circle of friends.

Zoomed in until Xiangyi's face could not be seen, took a screenshot, and only cropped the blurred figure in the distance.

Staring at the photo, I drank the coffee in my hand for a long time.

Stepping into the office the next day, Jian Anran happily came in with her bag, and greeted everyone she met one by one.

"What good happened to the school girl?" Mi Yingying couldn't help asking.

"The weather is good." She said with a smile.

Mi Yingying raised her head and looked out of the window, and there were dark clouds.

"The junior girl probably just doesn't want to share it with us." Xiangyi said deliberately.

The whole office fell silent, and it was Mi Yingying who came out to smooth things over, "Of course everything looks good when you're in a good mood."

"Snapped"!The office door was pushed open.

An angry woman stood at the door, her reddish-brown wavy hair covered her chest, she was a little plump, she was wearing a tight black leather skirt, and she was stepping on a pair of hats.

Frightened by her aura, everyone didn't react for a moment, it was Song Qi who put down the work at hand and stood up first.

"What can I do for you?" he asked politely.

The woman glanced at the office with her slender eyes hooked, and asked sharply, "Which of you is Xiangyi?"

Mi Yingying pointed behind her. Xiangyi just went outside to fetch water from the water dispenser.

With a "pia", the satchel in the woman's hand hit Xiangyi hard on the face, her whole center of gravity tilted back, and the thermos in her hand flew far away.

"You shameless thing!" The woman rushed over and grabbed her hair.

There was a lot of movement, and many spectators came out of the corridor.

The woman's bright red nails were sharp and long, and Xiangyi's arm that was pinched by her quickly turned red.

Xiangyi was thin and small, and under the pressure of her absolute size, she didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.

In a panic, Mi Yingying quickly picked up her mobile phone and called the police department.

"Do you want to be ashamed of a man who robs others?" The woman scolded more and more fiercely, "You know what to do."

The woman came aggressively, and the people next to her stood far away.

It hasn't been long since school started, and everyone doesn't know each other very well, and they don't want to take the risk to wade into the muddy water. Who knows if she has any deadly knives with her.

Just as she was holding her fingernails and striking Xiangyi's face, Jian Anran quickly stepped forward and pulled her out of instinct.

With such nails, Xiangyi might lose her appearance.

Feeling her hand being grabbed, the woman turned her head and glared viciously.

She looked at Jian Anran, who was also helpless, and her face blushed just by holding her hand.

The woman sneered and said, "What? You are the only one who is enthusiastic?"

"I didn't expect San'er to have such a good friend. I'm really moved by your friendship."

As the woman said, she pushed Jian Anran's waist hard with her elbow, and then reached out and scratched her hard with her nails.

Jian Anran fell to the ground in response, clutching her abdomen in pain.

"Stop it! Stop it!" The security guard finally rushed over at the last moment. Several big men grabbed the woman and pinned her to the ground, unable to move.

A tall and panting figure appeared at the corner of the corridor. The elevator was too crowded during school hours, so Wen Siheng ran up the stairs to the seventh floor.

He happened to be in the administration building for a meeting this morning, and when he heard the news that the students had been beaten, he asked the dean to borrow his bicycle and drove all the way.

"Are you injured?" Wen Siheng walked quickly towards this side.

Xiangyi raised her head, with tears in her big eyes, she pursed her mouth and cried in aggrieved way: "Teacher"

(End of this chapter)