Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 131 Trying to Forget
Tiptoely moving slowly towards a nearby pillar, the other party's conversation was sandwiched by the wind, Jian Anran couldn't hear the other party's voice clearly for a while.

Listening to the direction of this conversation, it became more and more familiar, and it seemed that the male and female voices were also very familiar by the way.

Red sports car?

In the Department of Architecture of Luo University, except for two or three young teachers including Wen Siheng, the rest are some elderly professors.

Most of the private cars parked behind the department building are low-key black, white and gray. After passing by so many times, Jian Anran has never seen such an eye-catching color.

and many more!

That day at Wen Siheng's parents' house, Xu Nianhe and her sister Xu Nianzhi drove a red sports car to the banquet.

When he just walked out of the office, the corridor was pitch black, and it seemed that there were probably no other studios left to work overtime today.

Basically, the possibility of other teachers staying in the teaching building at midnight can be ruled out.

Young men and women, familiar voices, the clues became clear at once.

Did Xu Nianhe become bold after knowing that he was divorced?
still…

An outrageous guess could not stop floating in her mind, and Jian Anran couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Could it be that they have met several times in private like this?
He took everything that Xu Nianhe stuffed into Wen Siheng's hands.

I don't know if I'm not reconciled, or if I still have any other emotions that I shouldn't have. Jian Anran's brain is in chaos, and she can only hear a "humming" sound like tinnitus.

Although it was true that they were married in a fake manner, it was clear that they were husband and wife, and there were also small memories between them.

Jian Anran couldn't help but think of Wen Siheng's words of "taking him into consideration". Are they talking about scenes in a high-sounding manner?
Or is he actually the King of the Sea, with several fishing rods at the same time?

The beautiful image of the other party gradually collapsed in her heart. At this moment, Jian Anran just wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong immediately, and hoped that the other party's imagination could still retain a trace of warmth in her memory.

Taking advantage of the two people in the night turning around to get something from the car, Jian Anran quickly ran towards the courtyard.

"Boom!"

A bottle of coffee was dropped in her arms, and Jane Anran had no time to take care of it, so that she didn't even dare to look back, and walked quickly to the elevator and pressed the button.

……

"Where did the school girl go? Why have you been there for so long? I thought you fell asleep in the elevator again."

As soon as the door was opened, Mi Yingying turned her head and asked.

The story of falling asleep in the elevator can be traced back to the middle of the last time. After working overtime in the office for three consecutive days, Jian Anran fell asleep leaning against the elevator car when she went downstairs in the middle of the night.

It was only when Song Qi went downstairs to buy a drink that he found Jian Anran squatting in the corner of the elevator.

Since then she became famous in the first battle, Mi Yingying never forgets to remind her to pay attention to rest every time she stays up late.

The office door opened again, and everyone looked back in unison. It was Wen Siheng who came in from behind carrying a large bag.

His gaze paused for a short while on the half-drunk bottle of coffee in Jane Anran's hand, and then he lifted the bag and shook it in front of everyone.

"Supper is here, let's have a rest."

"Ah—" As soon as Wen Siheng finished speaking, Mi Yingying cried out almost instantly.

"Teacher, you are too kind, right? I happen to be so hungry in the middle of the night!"

Randomly emptied an empty table, and the four or five shopping bags in Wen Siheng's hand were just placed on the table.

Mi Yingying stood up and quickly helped Wen Siheng take out the contents and put them on the table.

Just like what Jian Anran heard just now, there are thermos pots filled with stewed soup, bento boxes that look quite heavy one after another, various snacks and desserts, and various skin care products.

At first, I thought that this point was because Wen Siheng went to get takeout or packed something, opened a few bento boxes, and they were all home-cooked dishes such as steamed pork ribs.

"This is...?" The moment Mi Yingying opened the lunch box, Mi Yingying looked a little surprised, and raised her head to cast a puzzled look at Wen Siheng.

"It was... from the teacher's girlfriend?" Xiangyi smiled sweetly.

"Teacher has a girlfriend?" Mi Yingying was very surprised.

"No." Wen Siheng paused for a moment, his eyes were a bit complicated, he didn't know if it was his own illusion, Jian Anran even felt that he seemed to be looking at her.

"It's a gift from a friend. I can't finish it all by myself. You're welcome."

"Oh? Friends?" Mi Yingying smelled gossip, "Are you a female friend?"

"Do you have enough tableware? I still have a few pairs of disposable chopsticks left over from before." Wen Siheng asked, turning his head to the other side, seemingly not hearing Mi Yingying's question.

The topic was changed so abruptly that Mi Yingying recognized Wen Siheng's meaning immediately.

Either it was inconvenient for him to say it, or he was unwilling to say it.

Although she desperately wants to gossip about Wen Siheng's emotional life, Mi Yingying still understands this point, so it's not easy to ask further.

……

After staying up for several nights, when the bidding meeting was approaching, Wen Siheng specially gave everyone a few days off to recharge their batteries and go to Ludao to participate in the bidding meeting together.

It was the first time to attend such a formal meeting, and Jian Anran was so nervous that she almost lost sleep. She even asked Mi Yingying for advice on what to wear for the meeting.

"Good guy!" Mi Yingying patted herself on the head.

"It's my first time participating, what should I wear?"

Just when the two of them were preparing for Baidu, Song Qi took the initiative to knock on the table abnormally, and held the mobile phone in front of them without saying anything.

It's the circle of friends of the Deputy Prime Minister, and inside it is a group photo of him participating in a bidding meeting.

The people in the group photo, including the Deputy Prime Minister, are all wearing suits and ties, and both boys and girls in the background are all wearing formal clothes.

Mi Yingying said "Oh—" and said, "So they should be dressed like this."

Because there were no formal clothes, the cost of buying a temporary set was too high. In the end, Song Qi asked a classmate who had experience in the student union.

On the recommendation of the other party, the three of them went to rent a suit near the college together, and the matter of dressing was finally settled.

"Would you like to have a meal together before going back to school?" Mi Yingying suggested.

"I know that there is a good western restaurant near the school. My friends pushed me several times. Recently, I have been unable to make time to meet the ddl (deadline: deadline)."

When she stopped at the entrance of the western restaurant, looking up at the signboard at the entrance of the store, Jian Anran realized that she was revisiting her old place again.

This is the restaurant where we met Wen Siheng when we were on a blind date.

She began to wonder whether it was because Luojiang City was too small, and Wen Siheng seemed to be there wherever she went, and he just lingered in her life like this.

Trying to forget but can't.

(End of this chapter)