Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

"I didn't know." Wen Siheng immediately denied.

"But now I know." He added.

He always knew that this matter had something to do with Xu Nianhe, but Wen Siheng could only guess at how Xu Nianhe operated it, not quite clear about the specific process.

"What? You're not..." Xu Nianhe was a little surprised, and took a step back.

Looking up and down at Xu Nianhe, Jian Anran could clearly see that she had carefully dressed up before going out.

Although Xu Nianhe was originally a person who paid great attention to details, no matter what time or occasion he met her, he was always meticulous from beginning to end.

It's just that this time, she seems to have put a lot of effort into dressing up, and she has put in a lot of details that she doesn't have in her daily life.

Did you come here specially to see Wen Siheng?
Suddenly remembered the day when the project team of ZH Studio first arrived, Xu Nianhe immediately came to ring the doorbell that night——

She lives downstairs.

Probably during the period when I moved back to the dormitory, their communication would be more comfortable, Jian Anran thought.

"What do you know?" Xu Nianhe asked a little uneasy.

"Come in and talk." Putting his hands on Jian Anran's shoulders, Wen Siheng led her back a step.

There was a distance between the gate and them, and he motioned for Xu Nianhe who was outside the gate to come in.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Nianhe still took a few steps forward. After noticing the cotton slippers on their feet, she paused for a moment, and then stood on the threshold stone of the entrance like this.

"Where do you put the slippers you bought earlier?" Wen Siheng lowered his head and asked Jian Anran in his arms, "I didn't find them just now."

First, she was stunned for a while, but Jian Anran didn't react for a while, "Huh?" After a while, she said, "It seems to be placed in the cloakroom in the entrance, in the cabinet on the top."

"You put it too high, I can't get it." After glancing at Xu Nianhe's eyes, Jian Anran said in a low voice.

"Wait a moment." Wen Siheng finished talking to Xu Nianhe, who was not looking well at the door, and immediately turned and walked into the cloakroom behind him.

Quickly took out a pair of disposable hotel slippers, he bent down and took the white slippers out of the plastic bag, and put them in front of Xu Nianhe.

"I'll make a cup of tea, you go to the living room first." Wen Siheng just wanted to turn around and go to the kitchen after speaking, when Jian Anran reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"What's wrong?" He whispered back into her ear.

Jian Anran blushed, "Let me come, you guys go sit on the sofa."

Wen Siheng smiled, lightly said "boiling water", and immediately walked towards the kitchen.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but when they were still living together, Jian Anran didn't feel that Wen Siheng was so nasty.

It was so disgusting that it seemed like it was deliberately shown to Xu Nianhe.

Do you want to embarrass your ex?
Through a thin layer of disposable slippers, Xu Nianhe's feet seemed to be in close contact with the marble floor, and the coolness penetrated from the bottom of her heart, she looked up at the busy figure in front of the kitchen island.

The boiling water...is it hot?
Was he not even willing to let his little wife come to make a cup of tea?Xu Nianhe glanced at the smiling face on the marriage certificate on the wall, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

As soon as he turned around the entrance, Xu Nianhe's eyes immediately fell on the black Barcelona chair in the corner of the living room, which was full of textbooks, students' textbooks.

Wen Siheng also bought this same chair in England, and he has always been fond of the Bauhaus genre.The streamlined sense of "less is more" runs through Wen Siheng's aesthetics in life and even his thinking in design.

It’s just that he loved the chair so much back then, almost every time he saw him sitting in that position——

So much so that everyone seems to agree that it is his exclusive seat by default, like a forbidden forest that no one else can set foot in.

Such a forbidden place is full of another girl's things.

"Please use." First, there was a cup holder on the tea table. Wen Siheng put the teacup on it. The hot black tea was still covered with froth. He pushed the teacup in front of Xu Nianhe.

Just as Xu Nianhe was about to speak, "Ding dong——" The doorbell rang again, and Jian Anran suddenly remembered something. First, she glanced at Xu Nianhe, and then casually exchanged glances with Wen Siheng.

"Let me drive it." Jian Anran sat up from the sofa after speaking.

She brought in two cups of milk tea from the door, and she brought them in and put them on the coffee table.

Although the other party might not like it, but with Xu Nianhe's sudden visit, Jian Anran suddenly felt like she was eating alone, and she didn't dare to look directly into the other party's eyes.

"File!" With a sound, Wen Siheng skillfully inserted the straw into the milk tea, and then pushed it in front of Jian Anran.

"You can continue talking." Wen Siheng glanced at Xu Nianhe after sitting down.

"What else do you want me to say?"

"I thought you had a lot to say about your sudden visit." Wen Siheng casually stirred the sunken pearls with a straw.

"Didn't Aunt Tang say..." Xu Nianhe's cheeks were flushed, and he suddenly became emotional, and then stopped abruptly, without continuing.

"I don't know what my mother told you," Wen Siheng took a sip of the pearl, "but I guess, since the day of the bidding meeting for our project, you must have put in a lot of effort, right?"

"What is your purpose?"

"As far as I know, your department has too many projects in the UK to be scheduled. There is no need to come to a new first-tier city like Ludao to do such a bidding project?"

"For your studio, such a project is even considered a downgrade, right?" Wen Siheng finished speaking, took the milk tea from Jian Anran's hand, and helped her stir the pearls stuck to the bottom of the cup.

"Enough!" Xu Nianhe put the teacup on the table so hard that the tea even overflowed a lot.

"How long are you going to punish me?" Xu Nianhe asked with red eyes.

"Punishment? What did I do to make you think I wanted to punish you?"

Xu Nianhe sank, and took a while to speak, "It's true that I was wrong about He Shilicheng. You can scold me as much as you want, or be angry with me. Can you not do this?"

"Since you can't finish this project, can you go back to England with me?" Xu Nianhe said in an almost begging tone.

"You have used a lot of contacts in your family, and put so much thought into it, just for this?" Wen Siheng felt a little funny.

"Do you think I came back because of you?"

"Isn't it?" Xu Nianhe asked back.

"Wen Siheng immediately replied: "You have never been in my plan, and I thought you knew it. "

"Especially when you and Shi Licheng were doing it on my bed, I thought you knew it all too well."