Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

At present, no one has taken the picture, and Jian Anran realizes that if she bids now, she probably has a chance to take the book.

On the screen is a four-digit price, and a countdown to the deadline that beats every second, and off the screen is nearly a month and a half of my living expenses.

For a moment, she didn't know why Xu Nianhe's face appeared in her mind, and she didn't know what kind of mentality drove her, so she pressed the confirmation button.

"Dum—" The text message of deduction was immediately sent to the phone.

When buying this book, the seller said it was a Qing dynasty manuscript.Holding it in your hand, it does exude an antique charm.

The dark blue of the cover is a little faded, and the handwriting on the title page is also a little mottled, and the traces of time can be clearly seen in this book.

The pages inside were even a little brittle, and Jian Anran flipped through the book carefully, for fear of accidentally breaking the book.

It was a bit difficult to read the slightly obscure text, Jian Anran turned a few pages, but it was really not what she was interested in, so she chose to close the book in the end.

Sure enough, on Tang Yirui's birthday, Wen Siheng put his hands in his pockets and went with her to Hengheyuan with his hands empty.

The sound of the silver sports car I drove this time could be heard from a distance, and Mama Li had been waiting at the door early in the morning.

Tang Yirui came a little late, and when she walked to the door, she saw that she was still struggling with her hair with a black hairpin.

Today Tang Yirui is wearing a black cheongsam with dark red embossed patterns on the fabric.

Although she is approaching the age of retirement, Tang Yirui has maintained a good figure so far with extreme self-discipline.

The cheongsam on her body can highlight her figure even more. After pulling up her long hair, Tang Yirui looks like a rich wife of the Republic of China.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I don't want to come back to see you when I return to China." Tang Yirui smiled when she saw Wen Siheng, and grabbed his hand.

"Even your mother's birthday has to remind you over and over again before you come."

Wen Siheng asked suddenly: "Did you call someone else?"

Tang Yirui's expression froze for a moment, paused for a while, and then smiled and took his hand again.

"No, they are all from my own family."

Sitting in the living room and chatting a few words, Tang Yirui grabbed Wen Siheng and asked him non-stop, from work to life, and even asked him what he had for dinner last night.

Thinking of something, Jian Anran suddenly leaned into Wen Siheng's ear and whispered, "Give me the car keys."

"Things fell into the car."

Wen Siheng's parents' house is in the innermost part of the community, close to the Luojiang River, turn left at the end of the main road of the community, and you will find the mansion at the end.

There was still some distance from her, when Jane Anran got the gift, she looked up and saw a red sports car driving towards her.

The people inside could not be seen clearly through the black glass, and the red sports car did not turn when passing the last intersection. It was obvious that the destination was where Jane Anran was.

There was an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in her heart, and Jian Anran seemed to become irritable all of a sudden.

Who will come, she seems to have some ideas in her heart.

This feeling was never experienced before when facing Xiangyi.

The sports car drove all the way to the door, and she finally saw the face of the person coming.Sitting in the driver's seat was Xu Nianzhi wearing sunglasses, while Xu Nianhe was in the co-driver.

Different from the strong image of Xu Nianhe's red lips and black suit for the first time, her makeup today is very light, and her lipstick is also an extremely natural bean paste color.

When I got out of the car, I saw that she was wearing a gentle white dress. The river wind blew by, and the corners of Xu Nianhe's skirt fluttered in the wind.

"Yo, why are you still here?" Xu Nianhe said eccentrically as soon as he got out of the car.

Jian Anran ignored her and walked straight into the door.

What came to mind in an instant was the scene of "my family" that Tang Yirui was talking to Wen Siheng with a smile just now.

She couldn't help but sneered, so Xu Nianhe had already been classified by her as her own family?

Looking at the brocade box containing the books in her hand, Jian Anran suddenly felt that her efforts were unnecessary.

The mother-in-law who bothered to please her didn't say how mean she was, or how bad she was to her. After all, they only met a few times briefly, and their understanding between them was very limited.

Tang Yirui didn't show an overly harsh attitude, and was even always kind and friendly, but there was still an invisible barrier between them.

You can't see it, you can't touch it, but it does exist.

Tang Yirui's kindness and acquaintance with Xu Nian is something that Jian Anran can't feel, and probably never will. .

She and Tang Yirui are more like two companies negotiating. They are polite, polite, and thoughtful, but that's all, they stay on the surface.

Looking at the brocade box in Jian Anran's hand, Xu Nianhe asked curiously, "A gift?"

Jian Anran raised her eyes to look at her, and replied lightly: "Long time no see."

"The answer is not what you asked." Xu Nianhe muttered, "We only met last weekend."

Jian Anran smiled lightly and said, "It seems that we still meet quite frequently."

Xu Nianhe said inexplicably, "It will be more frequent in the future." After speaking, he walked quickly to the living room.

Just a few steps away, Jian Anran heard Xu Nianhe's high-spirited tone from the other end of the corridor from the living room at the end.

"Happy Birthday Auntie!"

"Your cheongsam is simply too beautiful! Is it custom-made? This tailoring..." After Xu Nianhe's output, Tang Yirui smiled from ear to ear.

"Where's uncle? Are you still busy?" Xu Nianhe asked suddenly.

Is Wen Shuliang busy?This is another thing that Jane Anran doesn't know about.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Wen Siheng with some curiosity, only to see Wen Siheng shrugged his shoulders, looking like he didn't know.

"By the way," Xu Nianhe took the water handed over by Li Ma, "Auntie, my sister and I picked out a gift for you."

"My sister will bring it later, I hope you like it."

As soon as Xu Nianhe finished speaking, her sister Xu Nianzhi walked in holding a huge black gift box.

A rectangular black box with a white camellia pinned to it on a white ribbon.

Even though Jane Anran didn't know much about luxury brands, she could tell at a glance that it was a French luxury brand starting with the letter C.

Tang Yirui looked a little surprised, and quickly went up to meet her, "I'm very happy that you can come, why are you still preparing these."

"I'm so busy at work, I still need to think about it."

The black gift box was placed on the coffee table, and Xu Nianhe was about to open it with his hand. Under the layers of packaging, there was a black and white dress inside.

"This is a show model, and it hasn't been officially launched yet," Xu Nianhe said triumphantly, "I fell in love with it at the show, and I thought it was very suitable for my aunt."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes again, sighed with some regret and said, "It's just that time is too tight. It would be even better if I could go to Paris to have my clothes measured."