Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 94 The Eye-catching Apple

Hearing Mi Yingying's voice, Jian Anran was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at Wen Siheng.

They stood very close, the sound of Jian Anran's mobile phone, even if she answered it with the handset, the volume was very loud, not only Song Qi, but also Wen Siheng next to him could hear the voice on the other side of the phone.

Just as he was about to answer the phone, he hung up immediately after speaking on the other side, leaving only the sound of "beep beep" on the other end of the phone.

Without too much hesitation, Wen Siheng immediately pressed the call back button.

【Sorry, the phone you dialed is off...】

Taking the phone from his ear, Wen Siheng checked the contact on the call page, it was Mi Yingying, that's right, she turned off the phone immediately after finishing the call.

The next day, no matter how they took turns calling, Mi Yingying never answered.

Jian Anran specifically asked Ning Beibei to go to the graduate student dormitory upstairs to inquire about it. Since Mi Yingying went back, she has huddled under her quilt.

After confirming that she was fine, they let go of their concerns.

Mi Yingying might just need a little alone time right now.

No matter how regrettable the wrong decision has been made, life still has to go on.

After calming down, she might be able to have the courage to continue stepping into the torrent of life. Jian Anran specially went to the Internet to find a piece of chicken soup, and posted it in the chat window with Mi Yingying.

……

After returning home, she made herself a cup of hot cocoa, and Jian Anran took out her notebook, preparing to continue revising the plan of the professional class.

"Let me tell you, Xiao Wen, this matter will never end!"

As soon as she walked to the door of the second bedroom, Jian Anran heard a voice coming from the brightly lit study room deep in the corridor.

Curiously, she approached and took a peek at the door, lying on her stomach.

Wen Siheng, who was sitting on the chair, looked tired. The phone was placed on the table, and he turned on the speakerphone.

"Don't blindly cover up the other party! If you dare to do such a dangerous thing in school, I must deal with it seriously!" The other end of the phone said furiously.

Although the sound quality of the hands-free is somewhat distorted, it is not difficult to hear that the other end of the phone is the Vice President.

Ever since hearing his voice at the opening ceremony, Jian Anran has always felt that the voice of the Vice President's Academy is very distinctive.

Although he looks like a pure old man on the outside, he has a thick voice, and the Mandarin of the Deputy Prime Minister is considered to be at an upper-middle level for that age group.

It feels like a natural orator's voice, and the words he speaks are inexplicably authoritative.

"Vice President, both of them are my students, and I have absolutely no intention of favoring anyone." Wen Siheng paused as he spoke.

"It's just that we didn't fully understand the situation at the time. How can we arbitrarily say that it was another classmate who beat Xiangyi?"

The Deputy Prime Minister obviously didn't listen to a word of what he said, "It doesn't mean that the other party has turned off the phone and can't be contacted. It's not that he is hiding from a guilty conscience. What else could it be?"

"The other two students were present in the office at the time, why don't we ask them to find out..."

"..."

Hearing this, Jian Anran's temples began to tighten up and down, and then she turned around and walked towards the room, the voice on the other end of the phone became increasingly inaudible.

Looking up from the phone, Wen Siheng's eyes caught the corner of the clothes flashing past the door.

……

"Boom boom boom——"

"What's the matter?" Withdrawing her attention from the computer, Jian Anran heard a knock on the door.

"Can I ask you something?" Wen Siheng asked outside the door.

He didn't need to think about it, he just hung up the phone call with the Deputy Prime Minister, and he would come to ask her some questions.

In an instant, he ran through what happened in the afternoon in his head. Although Mi Yingying was impulsive first, Xiangyi's fall was indeed an accident. Jian Anran deliberately defended Mi Yingying.

Once again, the Department of Architecture couldn't hide secrets. Xiangyi had just been sent to the ambulance in the afternoon, and news of graduate students fighting in the office in the evening spread all of a sudden.

Only Jian Anran and Song Qi at the scene knew the ins and outs of the matter, but they kept silent and never mentioned this matter. This matter immediately became a topic of discussion for everyone after dinner.

It even got more and more outrageous. Every time it was passed on, someone would add oil and vinegar to it, adding their own guesses and fantasies. When Ning Beibei heard about it and came to ask Jane Anran, it had already become——

The two girls in Wen Siheng's office were jealous of each other. They formed cliques in the office and formed cliques.

The goal of being jealous is naturally very clear: returnees are capable, and their appearance represents Wen Siheng.

[Jane: It's not convenient to say now, I'll let you know when things are settled]

[Ning Beibei: Are you from the Security Bureau? 】

【Jane: Confidentiality Agreement, Confidentiality Agreement】

Just after replying to Ning Beibei's news here, Wen Siheng knocked on the door immediately, and Jian Anran immediately shouted to the door: "Please come in."

The doorknob was turned, and Wen Siheng walked in in his pajamas. His hair had just been washed, and it looked like he hadn't had time to dry it before he received a call from the Deputy Prime Minister.

"Can you describe to me what happened in the afternoon?" The other party stood by the door.

The small stool for makeup was pulled out from under the dressing table, and Jian Anran reached out and patted the stool as a gesture to the other party.

"sit down."

Feeling the difference in temperature between indoors and outdoors, and a cool breeze blowing from the depths of the room, Wen Siheng looked up and saw that although it was autumn, she was still turning on the air conditioner.

After closing the door smoothly, Wen Siheng sat on the stool opposite Jian Anran, slightly shorter than her, and looked up at her slightly.

"Let me tell you first, I support Senior Mi Yingying in this matter." Jian Anran first stated her position.

Unexpectedly, she was so straightforward, Wen Siheng paused for a moment before continuing, "Say it."

"Trying to hit someone is true, but hitting Xiangyi with a concussion is non-existent. At most, she just failed to hit someone." Jian Anran recounted the cause of the incident from the beginning.

From the beginning of biting the apple, to how the apple fell to the ground, and finally how Xiangyi stepped on the apple, she described it very clearly.

Apple: The last time it received so much attention was Snow White.

After listening, he looked at Wen Siheng, who was sitting on the stool, who was half a head shorter than himself. He bowed his head in silence for a while, and finally stood up and said, "Okay, I understand."

When he got up, his gaze stayed on Jian Anran's computer screen for a brief moment, without showing much emotion, he said again: "Don't stay up too late, go to bed early."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the door, but Jian Anran stopped him.

"Will you speak for Mi Yingying?" She eagerly wanted to confirm.

The other party is a well-known relational household in the courtyard, and they even have the upper hand in public opinion.

Even if there is only one person, Jian Anran hopes that he can trust Mi Yingying and stand by Mi Yingying.

Although it was Mi Yingying who made the first move, but the Deputy Prime Minister said she would be fired, and then stepped back and told her to quit. Jian Anran felt that Mi Yingying's "crime" was far from that.

"I don't believe it." Looking back, Wen Siheng looked at Jian Anran and said.

(End of this chapter)