Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 61 Ten years ago
"It's inconvenient." Wen Siheng ignored her and walked straight to the elevator.

Xu Nianhe silently followed him all the way to the parking lot.

Among the black and gray ordinary cars, Wen Siheng's white sports car is very eye-catching.

White, Wen Siheng's consistent aesthetic.

Black, white and gray, in his eyes, it seems that there is no fourth color in the world.

Before he got to the side of the car, Xu Nianhe noticed the head protruding from the passenger seat.

Jian Anran looked at the two people who came one after the other with a puzzled face. If it wasn't for the fact that the car only had two seats, she would have wondered whether the other party was going to leave with Wen Siheng's car.

"It's inconvenient to tell you."

"A two-seater car cannot accommodate a third person, you should know."

After leaving these words, Wen Siheng took a step towards the direction of the car.

"What if it originally belonged to me?" Xu Nianhe was not reconciled.

Wen Siheng said without showing any weakness: "Don't be blindly confident in yourself."

The good-looking woman in front of her was stunned for a moment, and she even suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

Thinking that Wen Siheng's character is the clearest to himself, Xu Nianhe never thought that he would hear such a thing from him.

What she said yesterday about love at first sight and ten-year long-distance running in love were all casually said by her, and Wen Siheng let her make nonsense.

In the past ten years, she has been the only one who fell in love at first sight.

Xu Nianhe has been chasing after this relationship for a long time, so long that she can't tell whether she really likes him or whether she can't swallow it.

She told everyone who knew them that she was with Wen Siheng.

Originally expected the other party to have a big fight with her.

Wen Siheng had never talked to her too much, Xu Nianhe even hoped that he would just scold her.

Who knew that the other party didn't respond at all, not even a rebuttal.

They can be said to be together, or they have never been together. The only thing that is certain is that they are getting closer and closer in the end.

I once plucked up the courage to ask Wen Siheng why he didn't refute that they were not together in front of his friends, who knew that the other party thanked her with a smile in turn.

"Thank you, I have a lot less trouble in my life."

Xu Nianhe was stunned for a moment, what troubles?
After thinking about it for a long time, it turns out that she is not the only one, Wen Siheng is surrounded by many "troubles" like her.

Realizing that his own existence was originally a trouble, Xu Nianhe smiled wryly.

The other party turned and left without looking back.

Xu Nianhe was left in place, watching his figure fade away, just like in the past ten years.

Obviously, she once thought that she would finally be able to hold her own.

"What did Teacher Xu say?" Wen Siheng asked impatiently as soon as Jian Anran got into the car.

"It doesn't matter," he pulled off the handbrake, "Go to the supermarket to buy a photo frame first."

He still remembers it.

The hum of the engine gradually faded away, and the white sports car quickly disappeared from sight.

Noisy voices came from behind, Xu Nianhe turned his head and saw that they were colleagues from ZH studio.

"Let's go, Belly, to eat, the car is already at the gate."

The two people in the supermarket went straight to the daily necessities area, and quickly found the photo frame under the guidance of the clerk.

After gesturing the size with her hands, in a row of photo frames of various colors and shapes, Jian Anran chose a gold photo frame the size of A4 paper without any pattern.

The people around gasped, although they lowered the volume intentionally, they were still heard by Jane Anran.

"What? Not satisfied?"

Knowing that she is standing on the moral high ground in this matter, Jian Anran's confidence is unprecedented.

"Nothing." Wen Siheng immediately took the photo frame and put it in the shopping cart.

Passing by the frozen product area when checking out, Wen Siheng was often too busy to cook, so Jian Anran could only cook by herself.

After thinking about her own cooking skills, she took a few packs of frozen food.

The other party reached out to stop it and put the frozen food back.

"Why?" Jian Anran was a little unhappy.

"Next time I buy it, put it in the car and it will melt later." Wen Siheng explained.

"I'll be home soon, what are you going to do?" Jane Anran was puzzled.

"Let's go back after dinner."

Asked what to eat several times, but did not get an answer from the other party.

Jian Anran didn't ask any more questions, and obediently followed Wen Siheng to the S mall.

After taking the elevator, he took her to the top floor of the mall, which was a Thai restaurant.

I suddenly remembered what Wen Siheng told her a while ago, the old professor in the department said that there is a new Thai restaurant in the S mall that is delicious.

Suffering from her own economic crisis at that time, Jian Anran immediately refused, and later on, they quarreled for a long time.

"Are you two?" As soon as he entered the store, the waiter greeted him immediately.

"En." Wen Siheng nodded, and the two of them were taken to a seat by the window.

Looking at the people coming and going in the shopping mall outside the window, although it is a working day, the passenger flow of the S shopping mall is not too affected.

It may be that most of the consumer groups in the S mall usually do not have a distinction between working days and rest days.

Wen Siheng listened to the villain on the opposite side sharing his recent learning experience with him word by word.

Originally, she was not a person who loves to study. As early as the beginning of the school year, he specially went through the report card. It was obvious that Jian Anran was still on the verge of failing the class last semester.

I don't know what happened this semester. I studied hard like chicken blood. When I got home, I opened the document on the computer and highlighted the key points with the material in my hand.

Wen Siheng has always liked quietness. When he was in college, he lived in a student apartment for a while, and suffered from the poor sound insulation of the walls. He could clearly hear the voices of the students in the next room.

Wen Siheng specially spent huge sums of money to rent an independent house.

He rested his chin and quietly looked at the mouth in front of him that couldn't stop "toot toot" as if he was shooting.

Listening to the person in front of him sharing his learning process with high spirits, Wen Siheng felt that he seemed to like the noise a little bit again.

For a moment, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of someone in the distance. Someone stopped and watched for a long time. Wen Siheng turned his head and met the other person's eyes for a moment.

The other party panicked for a moment, then Wen Siheng looked away and stopped paying attention.

After a while, I heard a loud female voice behind me: "What a coincidence, you are here too?"

Looking up, it was Xu Nianhe, Jian Anran's head froze, and she even forgot what she just said.

Why is she here?
With lingering fears in her heart, Jian Anran's immediate reaction was that Xu Nianhe must also be the paparazzi-stalking ex.

"It just so happened that I didn't have dinner, do you mind if I join you?" Xu Nianhe sat straight on the seat next to Wen Siheng.

Looking at the two people in front of her, Jian Anran even felt oppressed by a 2v1 interview, as if she was the uninvited guest who broke in suddenly.

"I really mind." Wen Siheng said and moved a little further in, deliberately distanced himself from Xu Nianhe.

The woman leaned in as if she had succeeded, and squeezed Wen Siheng by the window.

The original chatter at the dinner table quieted down, and Jian Anran raised her eyes to meet Wen Siheng's, looking at each other without saying a word.

Picking up the water on the table and taking a sip, when Xu Nianhe suddenly appeared, Jian Anran didn't want to speak anymore, and quietly watched the endless stream of people outside the window.

"Oh!" Xu Nianhe yelled, calling Jian Anran back from the fugue.

People around turned their heads to look this way, only to see Xu Nianhe clutching his stomach, his face turning pale.

"Could you please take me to the hospital? I feel a little uncomfortable."

Trying to squeeze out these words towards the people around him, Xu Nianhe's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)