"I didn't know." Wen Siheng immediately denied it.
"But now I know." He added.
He had always known that this matter was closely related to Xu Nianhe, but Wen Siheng could only make a rough guess about how Xu Nianhe operated it, and was not clear about the specific process.
"What? You're not..." Xu Nianhe was a little surprised and took a step back.
Looking Xu Nianhe up and down, Jian Anran could clearly see that she had dressed up carefully before going out.
Although Xu Nianhe is originally a person who pays great attention to details, no matter what time or occasion he meets her, he is always meticulous from beginning to end.
It's just that this time, she seems to have put a lot of effort into dressing up, and put a lot of thought into adding a lot of details that she doesn't have in everyday life.
Did you come here specifically to see Wen Siheng?
Suddenly I remembered that on the day when the ZH Studio project team first arrived, Xu Nianhe came immediately and rang the doorbell that night——
She lives downstairs.
Probably when she moved back to the dormitory, they would be able to interact more freely, Jian Anran thought.
"What exactly do you know?" Xu Nianhe asked uneasily.
"Come in and talk." Putting his hands on Jian Anran's shoulders, Wen Siheng took her a step back.
Leaving a distance between the door and them, he motioned for Xu Nianhe outside the door to come in.
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Nianhe took a few steps forward. After noticing the cotton slippers on their feet, she paused for a moment, and then stood on the threshold stone of the entrance hall.
"Where are the slippers I bought before?" Wen Siheng lowered his head and asked Jian Anran in his arms, "I just didn't find them."
Jian Anran was stunned for a moment, but she didn't react for a while. "Huh?" she said, "It seems to be in the cloakroom at the entrance, in the cabinet on the top."
"You put it too high, I can't reach it." After looking at Xu Nianhe's eyes, Jian Anran lowered her voice and said.
"Wait a moment." Wen Siheng said to Xu Nianhe, who looked unhappy at the door, and immediately turned around and walked into the cloakroom behind.
He quickly took out a pair of disposable hotel slippers. He bent down and pulled the white slippers out of the plastic bag and placed them in front of Xu Nianhe.
"I'll make a cup of tea. You go to the living room first." After Wen Siheng finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go to the kitchen when Jian Anran reached out and pulled his sleeve.
"What's wrong?" He turned back and leaned into her ear and whispered.
Jian Anran's ears turned red, "I'll do it, you go sit on the sofa."
Wen Siheng smiled, said "boiling water" lightly, and immediately walked towards the kitchen.
I don’t know if it’s her own misunderstanding. In the past, even when they were still living together, Jian Anran didn’t think Wen Siheng was so disgusting.
It was so disgusting that it even seemed like it was deliberately exposed to Xu Nianhe.
Do you want to cause trouble for your ex?
Separated by a thin layer of disposable slippers, Xu Nianhe's feet seemed to be in close contact with the marble floor. A chill came from the bottom of her heart. She raised her eyes and glanced at the busy figure in front of the kitchen island.
Is boiling water... hot?
Isn't he even willing to let his little wife come over to make a cup of tea? Xu Nianhe looked at the smile on the marriage certificate on the wall, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
As soon as he passed the entrance, Xu Nianhe's eyes immediately fell on the black Barcelona chair in the corner of the living room, which was piled with textbooks and student textbooks.
Wen Siheng also bought this same chair in the UK. He has always been particularly fond of the Bauhaus school. The streamlined sense of "less is more" runs through Wen Siheng's aesthetics in life and even design.
thinking.
It’s just that he loved chairs so much that almost every time he saw him, he was sitting in that position——
So much so that everyone seemed to have made an agreement that it was his exclusive seat, and it was like a forbidden forest that no one else could set foot in.
Such a forbidden area is filled with another girl’s things.
"Please use it." First, there was a cup holder on the coffee table. Wen Siheng placed the tea cup on it. The hot black tea was still covered with foam. He pushed the tea cup in front of Xu Nianhe.
Xu Nianhe was about to speak, "Ding dong——" The doorbell rang again, and Jian Anran suddenly remembered something. She first glanced at Xu Nianhe, and then casually exchanged glances with Wen Siheng.
"I'll drive it." Jian Anran said and then sat up from the sofa.
Two cups of milk tea were brought in from the door, and she carried them in and placed them on the coffee table.
Although the other party may not like her, Xu Nianhe's sudden visit made Jian Anran feel like she was eating alone, and she was a little afraid to look directly into the other party's eyes.
"File!" With a sound, Wen Siheng skillfully inserted the straw into the milk tea, and then pushed it in front of Jian Anran.
"You can continue talking." Wen Siheng sat down and glanced at Xu Nianhe.
"What else do you want me to say?"
"I thought you had a lot to say about your sudden visit." Wen Siheng casually stirred the pearls on the bottom with a straw.
"Aunt Tang said..." Xu Nianhe's cheeks turned red, and his mood suddenly became high, and then he stopped abruptly and did not continue talking.
"I don't know exactly what my mother told you," Wen Siheng took a sip of pearls, "but I guess you must have put a lot of effort into our project starting from the day of the bidding meeting, right?"
"What is your purpose?"
"As far as I know, your department has so many projects in the UK that it can't be scheduled. There's no need to come to a new first-tier city like Ludao to do such a bidding project, right?"
"For your studio, this kind of project is considered a step down, right?" After Wen Siheng finished speaking, he took the milk tea from Jian Anran's hand and helped her stir the pearls stuck to the bottom of the cup.<
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"That's enough!" Xu Nianhe placed the tea cup in his hand on the table so hard that the tea even overflowed a lot.
"How long are you going to punish me?" Xu Nianhe asked with red eyes.
"Punishment? What did I do that made you think I wanted to punish you?"
Xu Nianhe fell silent and spoke after a long while, "What happened with Shi Licheng is indeed my fault. Whether you want to scold me or be harsh to me, can you not do this?"
"Since you can't complete this project, how about you and I go back to England?" Xu Nianhe said in an almost pleading tone.
"You have used many connections in your family and put so much thought into it, just for this?" Wen Siheng found it a bit funny.
"Do you think it was because of you that I came back?"
"Isn't it?" Xu Nianhe asked.
"Wen Siheng immediately replied: "You have never been in my plan. I thought you knew it."
"Especially when you and Shi Licheng were doing it on my bed, I thought you knew it all too well."