Chapter 15 Hua Kai Fugui requests to add you as a friend
After just watching Jian Anran enter the coffee shop and "go to the front line", Wen Siheng did not leave immediately.
He turned off the car and parked on the side of the road, watching the mother and daughter sitting by the window talking through the bushes in the green belt on the side of the road.
Seeing Yang Yahui's face getting more and more ugly, Jian Anran's face almost drooped to the ground. Without saying a word, without a moment's hesitation, he picked up the car keys placed in the central control and immediately got out of the car. p>
Before the situation worsened, Wen Siheng appeared in time.
He still wore his good-looking and kind-hearted smiling face, politely introducing himself and extending his hand.
Yang Yahui looked up and down and hesitated for a moment before stretching out her right hand.
"I have never had a chance to say hello to my aunt. I am An Ran's boyfriend Wen Siheng."
Not noticing that he hadn't left, Jian Anran looked at the white figure in front of her in surprise.
"Can I sit here?" He still smiled and pointed to the empty seat next to Jian Anran.
With Yang Yahui's approval, he pulled out his chair and sat down calmly.
"Are you the person in the photo?" Yang Yahui asked angrily.
She had seen too many social news that she could trick her daughter into sleeping with him just because of his good looks. She hated such people from the bottom of her heart.
"Yes." Wen Siheng nodded.
"How long have you known each other?"
"Less than a month." Wen Siheng replied.
In fact, from beginning to end, it was only two weeks at best, but in this case, if Yang Yahui heard the truth, she would probably faint in the next second because of her outrageous daughter.
"How old are you this year? You want to trick this little girl away after you've known her for such a short time?"
"28 this year."
"Hmph," Yang Yahui sneered, "No wonder, did you know that An Ran is only 22 this year?"
The implication is that his old cow is eating young grass. From the moment Wen Siheng appeared, she carefully looked at the man in front of her.
He behaves gracefully and gracefully, and he is quite a bit older, so he probably already has some experience.
With the information gap gained after entering society for several years, such a man is best at coaxing little girls.
"I know."
"I know you're still..." Yang Yahui couldn't help but increase her volume. Thinking that she was still in a public place, she immediately calmed down.
"Then how are you going to handle this matter? Just throw away and leave without taking responsibility..."
"Mom!" Jian Anran called out to stop Yang Yahui in order to avoid embarrassing each other by hearing more unpleasant words.
"It's none of your business, don't interrupt..."
"Auntie, I'm already in charge."
Just when he was about to teach Jian Anran a lesson, Wen Siheng's words made Yang Yahui speechless.
"Wait!" When Wen Siheng was about to continue his speech, Jian Anran stopped him.
Grabbing Wen Siheng's wrist, Jian Anran pulled him up. Wen Siheng almost stumbled before he could react.
After dragging her all the way to the door of the coffee shop, Jian Anran let go.
"Are you crazy? What are you going to say?" Jian Anran took a peek inside the coffee shop, where Yang Yahui was peeking at them curiously.
"Tell the truth." Wen Siheng calmly straightened his wrinkled cuffs.
"What are you doing? Didn't you agree to get the divorce certificate after the matter is over? How can you divorce her after you told her?" Jian Anran cursed in a low voice.
"If you don't tell me, it doesn't matter what your mother thinks of me. What will she think of you in the future? Is there a better solution to this matter?"
With her mouth half open, as if something was stuck in her throat, Jian Anran couldn't think of anything to say in reply.
Wen Siheng's approach is indeed the best solution currently imaginable.
Now that everyone knows the matter, it is better to treat marriage as a happy ending.
Feeling the wind for a moment, she said "Okay" hoarsely.
Jian Anran followed Wen Siheng into the coffee shop again, shrinking her neck and hiding behind his tall back.
Sitting down again, Wen Siheng's back was always straight and his posture was always in good shape.
"Auntie, before I have time to tell you, An Ran and I have already received the certificate."
Wen Siheng's words were like throwing a fireball into dry land, and a raging fire suddenly ignited in Yang Yahui's heart.
"What did you say?" She glared at Jian Anran, who was shrinking her neck, "When did it happen?"
"We went to the hotel impulsively that day. Afterwards, I also wanted to be responsible for the relationship, so I proposed marriage to An Ran."
"I am not a person who always gives up, and I don't want to play with Enron's feelings, so getting married is the best response I can give to this relationship."
Wen Siheng's eyes were always looking directly at Yang Yahui, making her almost fall into the illusion he had set.
"What kind of job are you doing now? What do your family members do?" Yang Yahui stayed rational and returned to the most practical question.
"I am currently teaching at Luojiang University."
"Teacher from Luojiang University?" Yang Yahui was a little surprised.
"Yes, both my parents are professors at Luojiang University." Wen Siheng paused, "Speaking of which, the introducer should have given my detailed information to my aunt during the last blind date."
"Blind date?" Yang Yahui finally reacted, "Are you the one who went on a blind date last time?"
"Yes."
After the question was confirmed, Yang Yahui's mood was a bit complicated, from anger at the beginning to surprise later, and even a feeling of relief.
She had carefully read the information about Jian Anran's blind date last time, and the conditions were excellent. For a moment, she suddenly felt that it was not a big problem to rush to get the certificate.
There are many questions hidden in Yang Yahui's heart, such as "Don't you two dislike each other?" or "What is the opportunity to get together again?" and so on.
After a long silence, Jian Anran broke the embarrassment in the air.
"I have classes tomorrow, Mom, please go home first."
"Hmm...Okay." Yang Yahui responded and stood up with her mobile phone.
"Auntie." Wen Siheng pulled Yang Yahui out of her complicated emotions.
"If Auntie has time, why not make an appointment to meet my parents on the weekend."
Yang Yahui was still in shock, but Wen Siheng's words reminded her that according to the procedure, both parents had to meet first.
"Well, okay."
"Auntie, can you please add me on WeChat? If you have anything in the future, you can contact me directly." As he spoke, Wen Siheng took out his mobile phone and opened the QR code.
"Drip——"
A little red dot appeared at the new friend——
[Huakai Fugui requests to add you as a friend]
"Auntie, could you please tell me where your photos came from?" Wen Siheng asked casually.
Yang Yahui's eyes dodge and she hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to speak.
Seeing her reaction, Wen Siheng guessed most of it.
"An Ran told me that she had a boyfriend before. We have already discussed this matter. I have no right to interfere with her previous emotional experiences." He added.
"It was sent to me by Tang Zhechuan."
"That's An Ran's former classmate." Yang Yahui tried to conceal it.