Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 68 Student Competition
Hearing this familiar voice, Jian Anran suddenly understood, and looked up at Wen Siheng in front of her.

The person in front of him shook his head slightly, put his hand on hers, and looked innocent.

"It's Nianhe? You're finally here." Tang Yirui happily stood up to greet her with a smile on her face.

Xu Nianhe's smile froze instantly when he saw Jian Anran, the gift in his hand slipped down, and it was Li Ma who picked it up quickly with quick eyesight.

Seeing this, Tang Yirui hurriedly introduced to Jian Anran: "This is Xu Nianhe, she is"

"I know," Jian Anran interrupted, and stretched out her hand with a smile, "It's Wen Siheng's classmate, we met before."

Tang Yirui breathed a sigh of relief, "Is that so, so you have already met?"

"It's not that Nianhe called me as soon as she came back. It just happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she didn't have any family in Luojiang, so I called her over for dinner."

While talking, Tang Yirui secretly observed Jian Anran's expression.

Her expression was calm, she didn't react too much, she just smiled at the corner of her mouth, "It's more lively when there are more people."

"Yes, that's what I mean." Tang Yirui pulled out a chair and signaled Xu Nianhe to sit down, and Li Ma quickly added another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"How come Nianhe has lost so much weight suddenly, and his complexion doesn't look very good, is it because he's been too busy recently?" Wen Shuliang suddenly asked in the middle of the meal.

Xu Nianhe hesitated for a moment, but quickly returned to normal, and replied with a smile: "Recently, I'm jet-lagged, and there are too many projects, maybe I haven't had a good rest."

"Ah? Is that so?" Jian Anran said intentionally.

Xu Nianhe's face became a little ugly, and the dinner fell into silence, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding, it was Xu Nianhe who broke the deadlock again after a long time.

"Ms. Tang, this is the incense I brought back from England. It was brought from home by an Indian colleague." Xu Nianhe took out a gift box from his bag as he spoke.

"It's benzoin. It has the function of moistening the lungs and unblocking the respiratory tract. When you called me a while ago, I always heard that you had a dry cough."

Tang Yirui took the box and looked at the contents happily.She was clearly pleased with the gift and thanked her repeatedly.Then, she opened the gift box and took a closer look, revealing a surprised expression.

"You child, you really have a heart. This is an old problem left over from my previous writing on the blackboard. I can't help it if I absorb too much chalk dust."

Incense?

Jian Anran suddenly remembered that she saw the incense in Tang Yirui's study just now, and felt a pause in her heart, fearing that the perfume she gave would not be able to catch Tang Yirui's eyes.

While speaking, Xu Nianhe's eyes fell on the sideboard behind him, and he pretended to be serious and said, "Why did Mr. Wen buy wine again?"

"Mr. Tang just told me about your three highs in the physical examination not long ago. You must never touch things like alcohol and tobacco."

Everyone looked in the direction of her gaze, and the Moutai that Jian Anran had just brought was clearly in sight.

"Ah? No, it's from An Ran." Wen Shuliang said, and the scene suddenly became awkward.

Originally thinking that cigarettes and alcohol were the most error-prone gifts among gifts to elders, Jian Anran never considered that there was such a problem as the three highs.

"It's my lack of consideration. I should have asked in advance." She lowered her head.

"It's nothing. Although I can't drink too much of this wine, I can still take it out to entertain guests." Wen Shuliang said, looked at Jian Anran, and said with relief: "You gave this gift very well, and you have a heart."

Jian Anran raised her head, met Wen Shuliang's eyes, smiled and said, "Thank you uncle."

"We are all from our own family, thank you or not, come and have some soup." Tang Yirui said as she filled a bowl of soup and handed it to her.

"My family?" Xu Nianhe was a little surprised.

"Sorry, this news is only known to the family, and I haven't had time to tell everyone." Wen Siheng, who was sitting by the side, finally spoke.

As he spoke, he raised his left hand, and on his ring finger, the diamond set in the silver ring shone under the light.

Before meeting her parents, Wen Siheng took her to a special counter to buy it. Jian Anran's one has been kept in the drawer and has never been taken out again.

Xu Nianhe subconsciously put down his chopsticks, his expression gradually stiffened, and even the muscles on his face were twitching faintly.

"You? Are you engaged?" She couldn't believe it.

"To be precise, they are married."

As soon as Wen Siheng's words fell, Xu Nianhe's eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

Jian Anran was stunned for a moment, looking at Wen Siheng inexplicably, with complicated emotions in her heart.

She had thought that Wen Siheng just wanted to take her home to reassure her family.

She also thought that this relationship could only be left unresolved.

"Nianhe?" Tang Yirui whispered, Xu Nianhe seemed to have just recovered, and forced a smile.

"Congratulations, I haven't even been able to prepare a congratulatory gift." She bit her lips tightly, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart.

Wen Siheng nodded slightly, "It's good if you want it."

During the meal, I heard that Wen Shuliang's office was planning a new project recently, so Xu Nianhe took the initiative to ask about their recent research direction.

"We are studying the application method of a new type of bridge fiber material, hoping to use it to effectively improve the earthquake resistance and bearing capacity of the bridge." Wen Shuliang replied.

"I heard that you have tried using this material in small buildings before." He added.

Wen Shuliang and her shared their recent projects and discussed the difficulties encountered in the design logic. They nodded from time to time to express their agreement with each other.

Although Jian Anran understood every single word, when combined, she couldn't understand what they were talking about.

It's not like one of them is a leader in their own industry, and the other is a rising star in the construction industry. Jian Anran is even just an undergraduate who hasn't graduated yet.

What worries her is not some new direction for the industry to develop in the future, nor is it some new material that improves performance.

It's about whether I can find an internship job next summer, whether to continue my studies after graduation, or to start working immediately.

She really couldn't get involved in the topic, so she could only eat vegetables and pick up a cup to drink water from time to time.

"Where is Siheng? I heard that you recently founded your own studio." Tang Yirui asked along the way.

Their son is not the kind of person who likes to share his life with his family and friends. If it wasn't for them to call, Wen Siheng would never take the initiative to contact him.

"Participate in the competition." Wen Siheng's answer was very short.

"Competition?" Xu Nianhe asked curiously, "Is it the one in Los Angeles?"

"I heard that they plan to use the previous venues in order to save money. It seems that they have indeed held a lot of bidding and competitions to select some reconstruction plans for the venues."

"No," Wen Siheng took a sip of water, "it's the one on Ludao."

"Ludao?" Xu Nianhe couldn't believe it, "The Ludao City next door?"

Wen Siheng nodded and said, "The race for affordable rental housing."

"Why are you participating in that kind of student competition?" Xu Nianhe was a little puzzled.

(End of this chapter)