They are colorful, but the only thing they have in common is that they all don’t look good.
They were waiting for Wen Siheng's reaction.
After all, Wen Siheng was six years older than Jian Anran and had a certain amount of experience in society. How could she, Jian Anran, know this at such a young age? She subconsciously believed that not having a wedding was Wen Siheng's intention.
Yang Yahui and Jian Shaobo's expressions darkened immediately. From their generation's point of view, not having a drink was equivalent to never being married. They were dissatisfied with the other party for tricking their own girls into casually getting the certificate. Now,
If you don't serve wine, you're looking down on the Jian family.
No matter how superior the other party's family conditions are, they can't breathe this sigh of relief.
"What does Siheng mean?" Yang Yahui's face turned red and she suppressed the anger in her heart and waited for Wen Siheng to express his position.
"Every kid just stole his household registration book and asked someone else to get his certificate. What's wrong now? They don't recognize it anymore? It's like they are rushing." Jian Shaobo said sarcastically.
Yang Yahui was already a little angry, but Jian Shaobo stopped talking and no one on either side could stand up. She became even more angry and poked Jian Shaobo with her elbow to signal him to restrain himself.
"Dad An Ran, our family is not a casual family. Let's listen to what the children have to say first." Tang Yirui came out to smooth things over.
Jian Anran looked at the man next to her as if asking for help. She wore a meticulous white shirt and straightened her upper body slightly, looking calm and relaxed.
"I can understand the feelings of my uncle and aunt. The incident happened suddenly and we were indeed impulsive when we took the certificate without discussing it with our parents first."
Wen Siheng's speech was slow and slow, and the powerful persuasiveness in his mellow voice calmed Yang Yahui's heart.
"Anran and I have discussed this matter before," he said, looking at Jian Anran affectionately, "A beautiful wedding is the fantasy of many girls."
"If An Ran likes it, of course I will spare no effort to realize such a dream for her."
When he got to the point, he lowered his head pretending to be regretful.
"It's just that everyone knows that our relationship in school is extraordinary. Although we have obtained certificates, it is still a teacher-student relationship after all. I am okay, but I am afraid that An Ran will be affected in the department."
"Uncle and aunt also know how harsh society is to women, and I don't want to use such things to restrain her."
"I hope that all her achievements in the future can be attributed to her as a matter of course."
Although this was not the first time she had seen it, Jian Anran couldn't help but secretly sigh that no one could challenge Wen Siheng's Oscar-winning actor status.
Yang Yahui was convinced immediately, and even moved Wen Siheng to think about her daughter in every aspect.
Jian Shaobo remained silent and did not say another word. It seemed that he did not object to Wen Siheng's words.
"Yes, yes, An Ran's parents, the children are very sensible. They naturally have their own ideas. We older generations don't interfere too much, right?" Tang Yirui hurriedly stood up and poured a cup of tea for Yang Yahui.
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Tang Yirui turned around and took out a shopping bag from behind and handed it to Wen Siheng. In front of everyone, he took out the hardware and diamond ring he just bought this week.
"This is all what should be done. The child was careless and left it at home that day. Why didn't he ask me to bring him here today?" Tang Yirui explained.
Yang Yahui's eyes always fell on the high-quality leather red diamond ring box, and the gold-plated Cartier logo came into view.
Two matching rings set with a circle of diamonds were enough to express each other's sincerity. Yang Yahui and Jian Shaobo's expressions softened slightly, and their emotions gradually calmed down.
"Has the sanitation of Siheng's house been done today? Why don't we all go take a look together after dinner?" Wen Shuliang changed the subject.
"New house?" Yang Yahui wondered.
"When Siheng was in college, we thought about buying him an apartment in Qishangyunduan. We started decorating it when he was about to return to China. The furniture has just entered the market. Let's go and take a look later." Tang Yi
Rui explained.
"It's always inconvenient to live in a dormitory safely. I think it's better to move in with Siheng and still have someone to take care of you."
Yang Yahui and Jian Shaobo seemed to have no objections to this proposal. Qishangyunduan is a famous luxury house with a river view in Luojiang City. Each apartment has an area of more than three to four hundred square meters. They use this as a wedding room. The other party is full of sincerity.
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Jian Anran waved her hands hurriedly, shook her head and said, "It's good for me to live in the dormitory, and the classes are closer."
"It doesn't matter. Siheng has to go to work after all. Just ask him to take you to school with him." Wen Shuliang said.
"Yes, yes, why are you so stubborn?" Even Yang Yahui agreed.
Jian Anran was really at her wits' end, and her eyes once again projected a signal for help to Wen Siheng.
After receiving the signal, Wen Siheng smiled at her and nodded slightly.
Just when Jian Anran was waiting for Wen Siheng to reject the matter again, who knew he said solemnly: "I will be responsible for taking Anran to and from school."
What? What is he thinking?
"Yes, yes." Everyone agreed.
Jian Anran glanced sideways at Wen Siheng, reached out and pinched his arm hard.
After eating, Yang Yahui immediately said: "We won't go. Just go and take a good look at it, An Ran."
Knowing that the other party has already prepared the hardware for the new house and the diamond ring, as the mother-in-law, there is nothing to be picky about. If they continue to follow her, it will appear that they are a bit aggressive.
"Then we will wait until Wen Ju has officially moved in before you go." The Wen family's parents also left knowingly.
After saying goodbye at the door of the restaurant, Jian Anran followed Wen Siheng into the car.
After passing the third traffic light, she realized that this was not the way back to school.
"Are you really going?" Jian Anran asked.
"Don't you want to see your new home?" Wen Siheng asked.
"This is your new home," she muttered, "I'm just a tenant."
As if she thought of something, Jian Anran added: "Let me tell you first, I don't have money to pay the rent."
Wen Siheng chuckled playfully, "Then what are you going to do to compensate me?"
Suddenly hearing what the other person meant, Jian Anran's face turned as red as a cooked shrimp, but she still pretended to be calm.
"I wish I could live in your house without asking you to compensate me."
"What compensation do you want?" Wen Siheng asked.
"Drive well and don't act like a hooligan." Jian Anran knew that she was no match for Wen Siheng in Tai Chi, so she quickly stopped talking.
The machine at the entrance of the parking lot detected the vehicle, and the gate lever slowly rose upwards. Upon seeing this, the security guard at the door saluted the two of them. Jian Anran was not used to such courtesy, and it could easily give people the illusion of being superior to others.
After parking the car in the underground garage and walking into the elevator room, Wen Siheng pressed the button for the 32nd floor.
