Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Originally a person with an extremely sense of propriety, Jian Anran would take the initiative to avoid when others entered their passwords.But Wen Siheng's weird behavior just now aroused her curiosity.

Relying on the natural geographical advantage of being only separated from the small office by a wall, Jian Anran took the opportunity to lean back, her head pressed against the glass, and her ears were pricked up to eavesdrop on what Wen Siheng was saying.

Unfortunately, she couldn't hear anything but the humming of the air.

"Forget it." She whispered something, shook her head and returned to her seat.

"Deng Deng", everyone's mobile phones in the office rang almost at the same time. Jian Anran picked it up and saw that it was a group chat message.

[Teacher Wen Siheng: The matter is over, are you having dinner tonight? 】

[Mi Yingying:! ! ! 】

[Mi Yingying: Which one? 】

[Teacher Wen Siheng: You pick, the budget is within [-]]

Looking up, Mi Yingying's mobile phone was quickly switched to a certain pornographic review software, and a new message popped up on WeChat over there.

[Teacher Wen Siheng: Eight hundred ones]

[Song Qi:? 】

【Mi Yingying: I don’t understand Michelin】

In the end, there was no new news in the group. As the get out of class was approaching, Wen Siheng posted the location of the hotel in the studio group.

[Teacher Wen Siheng: See you at the restaurant on the top floor at 07:30 tonight, I have already made an appointment, everyone just needs to report my name when the time comes]

After clicking on the link, the memories instantly poured into Jane Anran's heart, Hotel H.

It seems to be a clue that runs through the whole process. Hotel H has an inseparable fate with them these days.

No matter how much you deliberately go against the grain, you will eventually return to the original starting point. Hotel H is such a place——

They went there once before getting their marriage certificate, and they are about to go after getting their divorce certificate this time.

[Mi Yingying: So advanced, is there any dress code (dress code) for this kind of place? 】

[Wen Siheng: Should... no? 】

The classic skin for many years is shirt and trousers. Wen Siheng really doesn't know if there is any dress code for such an occasion.

"An Ran, are you going back to change later?" Mi Yingying immediately turned her head.

Looking down at her jeans and dirty sneakers that haven't been washed for a long time, Jian Anran thought about what she saw in the restaurant when she saw the clothes of the surrounding customers, and nodded quickly, "Let's change."

After class, she hurried back to the dormitory. Taking advantage of the spare time, Jian Anran specially washed her greasy hair that hadn't been washed for two days. After drying her hair, she stood with her hands on her hips and stood in front of the wardrobe in a daze.

"What are you doing? Why are you washing your hair at this point?" Mi Yingying just came back from get out of class.

"We have dinner in the studio," Jane Anran sighed, "I don't know what to wear."

"Why do you dress up so grandly?" Mi Yingying cast her ambiguous eyes immediately, "Isn't it to attract someone's attention?"

Jian Anran immediately glanced back, "What are you talking about!"

"Wen Siheng booked the restaurant on the top floor of the H Hotel. The last time I went to see people, they were all dressed formally. I wouldn't like wearing jeans." Holding her chin, Mi Yingying looked thoughtful, and then she took a step forward and pulled out the black dust bag in the closet.

The wardrobe in the dormitory is not as tall as Jane Anran, and there is not even room for the dust bag to hang down naturally.The back third of the black dust bag was folded into an L shape by Jian Anran and stuffed directly into the closet.

Pull down the zipper of the dust bag, and inside is a long white dress——

The dress sponsored by the brand that went to the miumiu pop-up event with Wen Siheng.

On the day when she packed her luggage and went back to the dormitory, Jian Anran moved away all her belongings, but she didn't take any of what Wen Siheng bought with money.

She originally planned to keep this dress, but she hesitated for a long time. If it was sponsored by the brand at the time, it shouldn't be Wen Siheng's, right?

"A little..." Jian Anran hesitated for a moment, "It's too extravagant."

"I didn't say that," Ning Beibei patted her on the shoulder earnestly, "If you hadn't told me that it was miumiu then, how could I know the brand of this dress."

"And to tell you the truth, if it wasn't for this dress, I would never have even heard of the brand miumiu." Ning Beibei added.

After much hesitation, Jian Anran finally decided to wear back the outfit she wore for the event. Whether it was the skirt, the shoes, or the bag, it was the second time after the flash mob event that she was taken out to "see the sun again".

"Remember to put on makeup." Ning Beibei reminded her before putting on the earphones.

Originally, she just dried her hair and let it loose, but now after changing her clothes, Jian Anran casually pulled her hair up, feeling that something was still wrong——

Compared with the skirt, her makeup looks a bit dull.

The dark circles under the eyes that were about to fall to the cheeks, the light eyebrows, and her dry lips that turned pale.

I glanced at the time, it was six o'clock, and there was still time.

After putting on her makeup, Jian Anran looked up, the sky outside was completely dark, the phone's ringtone had been ringing for an unknown how long, and the group messages were almost 99+.

When I went downstairs, I clicked on it, and it was full of discussions between Mi Yingying and Song Qi.

I don't know if it was the first time I came to such a restaurant, and Song Qi seemed a little nervous, and even chatted with Mi Yingying about outfits in the group.

Without having time to see what they finally decided to wear, Jian Anran only saw the last sentence:
[Mi Yingying: An Ran, we are all fine, waiting for you downstairs in the dormitory]

Pulling the skirt that almost touched the floor, she ran wildly all the way, and when she actually went down to the first floor, Jian Anran suddenly hesitated again.

Is her dress too grand?What if she looks awkward?
I glanced at my phone again, it was seven o'clock, and now I can go out to get a taxi immediately, and I have to go all the way unimpeded so as not to be late——

Before it was too late, Jian Anran lifted her chin, took a deep breath and walked out of the dormitory.

Didn't expect her to be so simple?

Song Qi even took out the black suit from the bottom of the suitcase and put on a rather grand bow tie.Mi Yingying didn't even know when there was such a black tube top dress, a black woolen overcoat, and black red-soled high-heeled shoes on her feet.

"Anran, hurry up!" Mi Yingying waved towards her, "The taxi has already arrived at the entrance of the living area, we have to hurry up."

When she got in the car, Jian Anran could clearly notice that the taxi driver was frequently looking at the rearview mirror, as if he was carefully observing the three of them.

"Senior sister," Jian Anran still couldn't help asking, "There is such a formal skirt in the dormitory of senior sister."