Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 210 Sweeping Out
Although she had taken a fancy to the blackness of the living room when she first entered the house, in fact, Jian Anran didn't really want this chair.

With the rapid development of the Internet, today's social media is very developed. She has seen many real cases long ago, and the pre-marital property is not considered as the joint property of the husband and wife.

It's not her own, and she doesn't covet it at all.

When Wen Siheng insisted on assigning this chair to her in the divorce agreement, Jian Anran was distressed since she was a child.

If you like it, you like it, but after all, this chair is not too small, and it is not very practical. It will take up space to move to the dormitory.

But when Xu Nianhe and Xu Nianhe were at a stalemate on the issue of "moving" or "not moving", she felt a sense of victory and defeat in her heart.

Adhering to the mentality of "we don't need chairs, but we can't lose", Jian Anran is still unwilling to give in.

"Ding dong——" a burst of urgent doorbell broke the deadlock of silence.

"It's finally here." Wen Siheng said with relief, then turned around and walked to the entrance to open the door.

Who else will come?
When Jian Anran turned her head, she happened to meet Xu Nianhe's puzzled eyes.

"Hmph." Xu Nianhe pursed his lips, and immediately turned his head to the other side.

"Hello, Mr. Wen, we are a real estate agent. May I ask that you just made an appointment for moving service on our official APP?"

"Yes, please come in." Wen Siheng turned sideways to make way for the workers standing at the door.

move place?

As soon as the person outside the door finished speaking, Jian Anran's eyes fell on the Barcelona chair that Xu Nianhe was sitting on.

At that time, she just moved in a whim, and she didn't think of the most practical question until now:
How to move?
It is definitely inappropriate to carry the chair with bare hands to take the bus by herself. She didn't even think about how she would move the chair to the school after she had been arguing with Xu Nianhe for so long.

"I don't allow it!" Xu Nianhe immediately shouted in the direction of the entrance, "This chair also belongs to this house, I don't allow her to move it!"

No one paid attention to her roar, and saw the workers sent by the property quickly put shoe covers on the shoes, and spread out the tools in the hallway.

"Here, please follow me." As soon as Wen Siheng finished speaking, when he turned around, he seemed to glance towards this side from the corner of his eye.

Very indifferent, there doesn't seem to be any emotion in the eyes, that kind of feeling, it's like...

It's like they never knew each other.

A chill came from the bottom of my heart, and Xu Nianhe shuddered suddenly on weekdays.

Was Wen Siheng staring at her just now?
He has always been gentle with others, and he is good at hiding his true feelings in the deepest part of his heart. The feeling he expresses is just like his name——

Siheng.

In the past, Xu Nianhe once heard their mutual friend Loen talk about the meaning of Wen Siheng's name, from "Nine Songs Mountain Ghost"——

"Du Heng was taken by Shi Lanxi, and Fang Xinxi lost his thoughts."

His parents hope that he can become a person who can distinguish right from wrong and weigh the important. Xu Nianhe has always felt that this name is very suitable for him, and he lives up to his name.

But the terrifying look in his eyes just now was the first time she saw Wen Siheng in ten years——

It was as if he was looking at some enemy, so that Xu Nianhe was instantly on pins and needles.

Her heart began to shake. If what she is doing now is what he hates, should she continue to dig into the horns like this?

Seeing the other party leading the workers towards the house, Xu Nianhe's upper body moved slightly, and the only thought in her mind now was: If he really wants to let Jane move away, then let's move.

She is willing to compromise, as long as he doesn't hate her.

Not intending to set foot in the living room at all, Wen Siheng led the workers towards the corridor.

corridor?How could it be a corridor?Jane Anran was at a loss, there were only three rooms in the corridor, the master bedroom where Wen Siheng lived, Wen Siheng's study, and...

And the second bedroom where Xu Nianhe is currently living.

Is it the second bedroom?
Xu Nianhe seemed to have just realized it, Yuanyuan's eyes widened, his body jumped out like an arrow from a bow, and he rushed to the corridor.

The things in the cloakroom of the second bedroom were packed out one by one with hangers, and the workers on the other side squatted on the ground and put the sundries in the drawers into cardboard boxes.

"You...?" The eyes looking at Wen Siheng were full of disbelief, and Xu Nianhe's head was in chaos.

"Are you really unwilling to give any affection?"

The person in front of him embraced Xu Nianhe like a product of a different dimension, as if he couldn't hear her voice at all, Wen Siheng remained unmoved.

"We've known each other for ten years, and you're going to kick me out just because of this woman you've only known for three months?"

Hearing such explosive words, the workers who were busy collecting things even paused, but after all, they still had professionalism, and they continued to immerse themselves in their work as if they hadn't heard it.

Knowing that the lives of these rich people are more or less bizarre, the workers feel that they have finally seen the real catcher today.

Several workers began to secretly guess which of them was the mistress and which was the serious wife.

Seeing that no one paid attention, Xu Nianhe's mentality gradually collapsed, "I said, you are not allowed to touch my things!"

"Do you know how expensive my stuff is? How do you pay for it if it's broken?" As she spoke, she stepped forward and tried to stop the worker's hand.

The staff looked at Wen Siheng asking for help, looking very embarrassed.

"Don't worry about accepting it, if there is any loss, I will take responsibility here."

After getting Wen Siheng's approval, they resumed their actions.

Seeing that his attempts to stop him were fruitless, Xu Nianhe lay down on the bed in a "big" shape, "I won't leave, let's see if you can still touch me?"

Still no one paid attention to him, the hands and feet of several workers were very fast, and the second bed recovered after three or five strokes——

Restored to the way Jane Anran had just left.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she couldn't help but glance towards the living room. Jian Anran was sitting on the sofa bored, with her hands propped on both sides of her body, and her eyes were focused on the coffee table in front of her.

She is trying to avoid all conflicts, and she seems to stay out of it, as if everything that happens here has nothing to do with her.

Wen Siheng couldn't tell what this strange emotion in his heart was, but he always said it was not a very good emotion. For the first time, he had the idea of ​​wanting to chop something up.

"Everyone can be very respectable." Wen Siheng said coldly towards Xu Nianhe who was lying on the bed, and Wen Siheng turned around and opened the door.

"Let's take this mattress and move outside on the first floor together." He said to the worker.

(End of this chapter)