Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 67

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jian Anran specially changed into a dignified white dress.She confirmed that her outfit was correct several times before going out.

Wen Siheng's parents' home was in the city center, and she thought it would be similar to her own, both of which were old-fashioned residential buildings in the city.

It wasn't until his car drove closer and closer to the river that Jian Anran realized that something was wrong.

"Your home, shouldn't it be in Henghe Garden?" Jian Anran asked.

"To be precise, it's my parents' home."

She couldn't help feeling secretly that she had always known that Wen Siheng's family background was very rich, but it was the first time that she had a clear understanding of his family's conditions.

Hengheyuan is almost the first batch of luxury villas in Luojiang City. It is located on the edge of Luojiang River, facing the wide river without shelter, surrounded by layers of dense green plants to block the noise and smoke from the road. .

In the past, only passing by the door, Jian Anran would always wonder what kind of person can live in a big mansion in an urban area where every inch of land is expensive.

The answer is the person in front of her.

There were the same security personnel as Qishangyun at the gate, and Jian Anran suddenly realized that Qishangyun was no exception.

Luxury houses have such security configurations.

The white sports car drove along the main road of the community. The end of the road was the bank of the Luojiang River. At the end, it turned left and drove for a while. The sports car soon stopped in front of a magnificent single-family villa.

Although Hengheyuan is a luxury residential area, the buildings inside are also divided into grades, from the seven-story bungalows in the northernmost to the townhouses in the middle, and the most luxurious ones are the single-family villas along the river. .

Looking at the size of the land, she had to quietly measure the area of ​​the villa with her eyes.

Probably hearing the roar of the sports car engine, the grand door opened quickly.

An elderly woman in an apron came out and went straight down the steps to meet them.

Jian Anran had met Wen Siheng's mother, Tang Yirui, but the woman in front of her was obviously not.

Seeming to see Jian Anran's hesitation, Wen Siheng leaned into her ear and whispered: "This is Mama Li, she has been at our house since I was a child."

After walking up a few marble stairs, Mama Li warmly greeted them and walked into the villa.

The decoration inside is luxurious and of uniform quality, and every detail exudes rich luxury and taste, which can be called a perfect life scene like a textbook.

Wen Siheng had notified his parents in advance, saying that he would bring Jian Anran back tonight, and when he walked into the hall, he saw his parents immediately.

Tang Yirui was wearing a pale yellow dress, with a delicate pearl necklace around her neck, and her hair was combed in a high bun.

The old professor Wen Shuliang beside him has a gentle and elegant spirit, giving people a solemn and clear feeling, which is exactly the same as Wen Siheng.

With shallow smiles, they watched the two people in front of them approach.

"Long time no see, An Ran, come in quickly." Tang Yirui greeted.

"There are still a few dishes in the kitchen, let's go to the living room first."

Just remembering something, Jian Anran quickly handed out the black Chanel gift box in her hand to Tang Yirui.

Taking the liquor bag from Wen Siheng, she held it in both hands and handed it to Wen Shuliang: "This is uncle's."

Wen Shuliang was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Wen Siheng, then took the gift box with a smile, and said politely: "Why are you still preparing these, thank you."

"Why are you still called Uncle? You and Siheng are already married, so it's time to call you Dad now." Tang Yirui said with a smile.

Suddenly froze, Jian Anran didn't know how to answer, she lowered her head and hesitated for a while.

Seeing that something was wrong, Tang Yirui hurriedly smoothed things over: "It's normal to be unaccustomed for a while, it's okay, come and sit in the living room."

As Wen Siheng's parents walked through the corridor together, they came to the end, and their eyes suddenly opened up.

The living room is at the end of the corridor. Unlike the usual quadrangular layout, the living room is curved, with 270-degree viewing windows, through which you can see the floating light on the Luojiang River.

Jian Anran, who is an architectural student, knows very well that the cost of glass for curved floor-to-ceiling windows, let alone a whole wall of glass, is more than enough to buy an imported luxury car.

The black grand piano by the window is very eye-catching under the spotlight of the ceiling light. When passing by, Jian Anran couldn't help reaching out to touch it, and raised her head just in time to meet Tang Yirui's eyes.

She retracted her hand in embarrassment, and smiled embarrassingly.

The corners of Tang Yirui's eyes are slightly curved, and the wrinkles at the end of the eyes reveal the marks of time.

"This is what Siheng played when he was a child. After dinner, you can ask him to play a song for you. I haven't practiced the piano for a long time, and I don't know if it will be a new hand."

"You know how to play the piano?" Jian Anran asked in a low voice.

"Learned a bit." The person next to him said.

They chatted about the recent situation without saying a word, and soon saw Li Ma standing aside.

Tang Yirui immediately understood the situation and stood up immediately.

"The meal is ready, let's go eat together."

The dining room is just next door to the living room, and it's so huge that it feels like a dance party can be held here without the long dining table.

"It's just our family today, so we won't eat here, we're so far away from each other." Tang Yirui turned around and said.

Nodding her head, Jane Anran obediently followed behind them.

Passing through the long restaurant, there is a relatively small restaurant here, which is also full of floor-to-ceiling glass facing the river. When they sat down, the food had already been served.

There was another aunt who was busy in the kitchen, and Mama Li had disappeared from sight again at this time.

The bathroom and the dining room are connected by a small corridor. On the way to the bathroom, Jane Anran saw a study not far away.

The study room is facing the corridor. Instead of building a wall, it uses a whole side of floor-to-ceiling glass.

Facing the corridor in the study room is a large mahogany desk, on which is placed an incense that often appears in intangible cultural heritage programs.

At a glance, the bookshelves are full of books related to Chinese and history, and Jian Anran guesses that this is probably Tang Yirui's study.

The curtains were drawn, and the light from the garden outside shone into the room through the glass, filling out a faint scent of incense.

As soon as I came back from washing my hands and started eating, I heard another car door slamming outside.

"Mother Li, please go and see who is coming outside." Tang Yirui shouted.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a burst of hearty laughter outside.

The visitor and Li Ma came in chatting and laughing all the way, and they didn't know what they heard. Li Ma blushed from laughing, and she was still holding a small gift in her hand.

"Hello, Mr. Wen, Mr. Tang, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)