"But I thought, since my aunt has such a good figure, the show style should be quite suitable..."
Xu Nianhe sat on the sofa, knee to knee with Tang Yirui. After complimenting her, Tang Yirui laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.
Tang Yirui seemed to like this skirt very much, and at Xu Nianhe's instigation, she immediately took it upstairs to try it on.
The high-end texture is indeed very different. This skirt is really suitable for Tang Yirui.
After turning around in the mirror, Xu Nianhe turned up the power and praised him profusely. Tang Yirui pulled Xu Nianhe and talked for a long time.
"Oh, by the way, I thought I saw An Ran also prepared a gift just now." Xu Nianhe suddenly turned his head, tilted his head towards her and smiled.
Everyone's attention instantly focused on Jian Anran, who was a little embarrassed.
Jian Anran was already very satisfied with the book in the box behind her.
After all, it was a modern manuscript with a four-digit price tag. She felt that what she had prepared was decent, until she saw Xu Nianhe taking out the gift box.
The price of the finished product of that luxury brand is at least five digits, or even upwards of six digits, and that skirt is a very rare show item, so ordinary people cannot get it.
A modern copy of her own was immediately dwarfed by comparison, and she was even embarrassed to show it in public.
"An Ran is also ready?" Tang Yirui was a little surprised, "You are usually very busy with class and work, so you really don't need to worry about it..." she said politely.
Under everyone's gaze, Jian Anran cringed and took out the brocade box behind her.
Taking the brocade box with some curiosity, Tang Yirui glanced at Jian Anran first, "Can I open it now?"
Jian Anran nodded, not daring to look directly into their eyes.
Tang Yirui paused for a moment, then raised his head and said with a smile: "Si Ku Quanshu? I like it very much, thank you An Ran."
"Sure enough, girls are considerate. Look at my son, he has never thought about giving his mother anything. He didn't want to come back at first..."
Tang Yirui wanted to say something else, but Xu Nianhe shouted exaggeratedly, "Ah, why is it still Sikuquanshu?"
"Isn't there many volumes in this book?"
Xu Nianhe looked like she was unwilling to give up. She took out her mobile phone and didn't know what she entered. She just saw a search engine page pop up.
"Look," she said eagerly to confirm that she was right, "there are more than 36,000 volumes in total. An Ran, have you been deceived?"
As he spoke, Xu Nianhe frowned and frowned, looking very regretful.
Suddenly falling into an awkward situation, Jian Anran sat on the sofa in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.
"I prepared it." Wen Siheng suddenly stood up and said. He stood next to Jian Anran and put a hand on her shoulder.
Xu Nianhe's eyes widened in disbelief, "How could you possibly prepare this?"
"I think it is..."
Xu Nianzhi on the side grabbed the hem of Xu Nianhe's clothes. Xu Nianhe turned around anxiously and saw Xu Nianzhi shaking his head, signaling for her to calm down.
Xu Nianhe tried to explain something, but Wen Siheng's next words left her speechless.
"I bought it when I saw it in the antique market. It's quite memorable. What's the point of just buying one copy?"
“It’s not the National Library, so why should we collect all the volumes?”
"Siheng, I..." Xu Nianhe wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Wen Siheng's voice.
"Are you ready to eat? I haven't eaten anything since I got up early." He looked at Tang Yirui with a smile.
Only then did Tang Yirui react and stood up quickly, "I'm going to the kitchen to have a look. The aunt in the kitchen happened to be on leave today. I don't know if Mother Li can come here by herself."
At the other end of the corridor, Wen Shuliang, who had just come downstairs, happened to witness the whole process. He cast a dark and unclear look towards him. After a moment of silence, he immediately turned around and returned upstairs.
Seeing Tang Yirui leaving, Xu Nianhe wanted to explain again: "Siheng, I just..."
"Are you interested in chatting with me?" Wen Siheng suddenly spoke, his eyes falling on Xu Nianzhi beside Xu Nianhe.
Xu Nianzhi looked a little surprised, then nodded, and the two of them walked towards the yard outside the living room.
Before leaving, Wen Siheng specially patted Jian Anran's shoulder. Wen Siheng bent down and leaned against her ear, saying softly: "Don't take it too seriously, as long as we don't come back in the future."
After stringing together all the clues, Jian Anran suddenly understood.
So it turns out that Wen Siheng had known about it for a long time? Or maybe he had anticipated today's situation?
Although he is not a person who attaches great importance to rituals, he will not refuse to go home even for his mother's birthday.
Wen Siheng knew that his mother liked Xu Nianhe very much. After spending many years together, he knew Xu Nianhe's temperament very well.
He also knew that all these contradictions were inevitable.
From the beginning, he refused to attend to avoid risks as much as possible.
But what Wen Siheng would talk to Xu Nianzhi was something Jian Anran couldn't guess.
Jian Anran only learned that Xu Nianhe had a sister not long ago, and it was only now that she suddenly realized that Wen Siheng and Xu Nianzhi had known each other for a long time.
Looking out the window, the people outside the window are looking at the other side of Luojiang River.
The two of them stood side by side, keeping a distance from each other at all times. The glass door of the living room was closed tightly, and Jian Anran could not hear what they said.
From the profile of Xu Nianzhi's face, it can be seen that the topic they talked about was probably not easy.
Xu Nianzhi frowned frequently, and finally turned his head and glanced sideways at Wen Siheng, looking into the living room with unclear meaning.
For a moment when he looked at Jian Anran who was looking up, Xu Nianzhi's frown deepened, and then he turned his head again.
There was a long silence in the living room. Jian Anran didn't want to talk to Xu Nianhe. Xu Nianhe was curious about what the two people outside the room were talking about.
"Where's Siheng?" Tang Yirui suddenly appeared in the corner of the living room and broke the silence.
"Is there any more Nianzhi?" As soon as Tang Yirui finished speaking, he saw Wen Siheng and Xu Nianzhi outside the house.
"The dishes are ready, please call them two in for dinner."
Jian Anran stood up after hearing the sound and walked to the window. Outside the closed door and window, the two of them did not notice her.
"Dong dong dong -" Jian Anran stretched out her right hand and lightly tapped the glass a few times. The two people outside the window turned around at the same time when they heard the clear sound of the glass.
Looking at Jian Anran's mouth, she said: "Eat."
Wen Siheng finally turned his head and communicated with Xu Nianzhi in a low voice again. Jian Anran couldn't hear what they were saying.
Wen Siheng motioned for Xu Nianzhi to come in first, and he stood by the door, waiting quietly.
A consistent gentleman, small details like this seem to be deeply rooted in his DNA, no matter who he is.
The first image Wen Siheng created in Jian Anran's mind was such a warm, considerate and gentle image.
But when she realized that the other person was not just like this to her, she suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss.
I am not an exception.
"What did you all say? Is there anything I can't listen to?" Xu Nianhe seemed a little dissatisfied.
