Wen Siheng quickly gave an overview of the project they were about to do, and made an appointment to go to the old city for on-site research this weekend.
Seeing that everything was almost finished, Wen Siheng planned to go back to the small office to put the files in and leave.
"By the way," Mi Yingying suddenly stopped him, "Did the teacher work with Teacher Xu today?"
"What?" Jian Anran couldn't help but blurted out. When she came back to her senses, she realized that everyone turned around and stared at her.
"I mean..." Her cheeks turned red, and she lowered her head and tried to make up for it, "So Teacher Xu and Teacher Wen know each other?"
"Isn't that nonsense?" Mi Yingying was obviously dissatisfied with her question, "Haven't you heard of it? Teacher Xu and our teacher are college classmates."
"That's it..." No longer able to pretend to be surprised, Jian Anran stared at the floor and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
How is it possible that Xu Nianhe and Wen Siheng are at work? Did Mi Yingying see it wrong?
I remembered that Wen Siheng looked disgusted when talking about Xu Nianhe before. He couldn't just pretend to show it to her, right?
Probably because everyone looked unconvinced, Mi Yingying lowered her head and fingered her phone hard, as if she was eager to take out something.
"Here, look."
I don’t know which group chat, Mi Yingying found a photo that was enlarged to a high degree of blur.
In the white sports car with the door open, Xu Nianhe had just gotten out of the passenger seat, and Wen Siheng was standing beside the car.
Wen Siheng has always had the same indifferent face, but Xu Nianhe beside him has a smile as bright as a flower.
"This is the teacher, right?" Mi Yingying asked.
Everyone looked at Wen Siheng in unison. For a moment, they didn't know whether it was their own illusion or whether Wen Siheng was really looking at Jian Anran. His eyes didn't stay too long on her face. He then smiled at Mi Yingying.
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"Yes." His answer was simple.
"Everyone in the group is going crazy, saying that your love has finally come true." Mi Yingying said with a gossipy face.
"Everyone has misunderstood." Without explaining much, Wen Siheng picked up the things and immediately turned around and left.
Is it a misunderstanding? Jian Anran looked at the empty computer desktop with dull eyes, her mind still repeating Mi Yingying's words just now, "The love between you two has finally come true."
"Look!"
As soon as Wen Siheng left, Mi Yingying pushed her office chair to the center of the office. Her voice was so loud that it startled Jian Anran.
"The teacher left in such a hurry, I think there must be something behind them." Mi Yingying said firmly.
"No way..." Jian Anran didn't know quite what her mentality was, so she hurriedly said this.
"Why not?" Mi Yingying immediately threw the enlarged photo in front of Jian Anran.
The photo looks like a Reuters photo of a celebrity secretly taken by a paparazzi. Xu Nianhe's skin is already very white, and she is wearing a smart suit and long flowing hair. It can be said that she is almost the same as the female stars on TV.
"Don't you remember that Teacher Wen said before that he drove a two-seater sports car just because he didn't want to carry people?" Mi Yingying's words seemed to suddenly pull Jian Anran away from her fantasy.
Wen Siheng did say this.
He owns a total of two cars. The black four-seater SUV has been sitting in the garage gathering dust all year round. He has hardly ever driven it. The white two-seater sports car is the only one who commutes on his daily commute.
"Think about it," Mi Yingying said with excitement as she talked about the gossip, "I don't like a person who doesn't like other people in the car. I heard that he has been in and out of the car with Teacher Xu several times. What is going on?" p>
"I think they are not only together, they may even move in together!"
Can she live with other people while she is still in the divorce cooling-off period? Jian Anran suddenly felt mixed emotions, but thinking about it carefully, she was the first to let go, and it seemed that she had no position to say such a thing.
Suddenly, he remembered what he had said about him being considered, and about how he would always be waiting for her.
As expected, you shouldn’t believe any word that comes out of a man’s mouth.
Bad luck! Bad luck!
From the shock and disbelief at the beginning, to the confusion and sadness later, in the end, Jian Anran became more and more angry as she thought about it. She directly pressed the switch of the host to force the computer to shut down, picked up her bag and rushed out of the office without looking back.
The movement was so loud that Song Qi, who was wearing headphones, couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the half-open door with a strange look on his face.
"What's wrong with her?" Mi Yingying stared in the direction of the door suspiciously.
The journey seemed to be windy, and Jian Anran only calmed down a little after walking to the elevator. Leaning on the elevator car, she tried hard to empty her head.
Xu Nianhe lives downstairs from Wen Siheng, and they go up and down the same elevator, so they met easily.
To be honest, the other party is good-looking, the daughter of a large company, and Wen Siheng's classmate. It can be said that the two people's ideological level is a complete match.
To be honest, in terms of external conditions, Wen Siheng is a bit unworthy of Xu Nianhe.
After all, no matter how superior his background is, he can only be said to be upper middle class at best, which is still far behind the wealthy class like Xu Nianhe who leads the trust, and——
Strictly speaking, Wen Siheng is already a divorced man, and he can only be regarded as a second marriage in the future.
"Ding——" The moment the elevator door opened, Jian Anran's brainstorming was stopped. She opened her phone and flipped through the calendar, trying to see when the cooling-off period would end.
……
The appointed research time came quickly, and because they were in this city, they decided to set off to the old city ahead. On this weekend, Jian Anran got up early early, put on a pair of soft-soled running shoes, and prepared to take the subway.<
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The gathering place is Baihua Square in the old city, which is also a historical and cultural relic tourist attraction. In front of them is the famous Notre Dame de Baihua Cathedral in Luojiang.
Although the church is located in Luojiang, Jian Anran's family are devout Buddhist believers and have never allowed her to come to such a place. Even every time she passes by, her grandmother has to close her eyes and recite Buddhist scriptures.
Just after getting off the subway station, Jian Anran saw Song Qi and Mi Yingying already at the fountain in the center of the square. They stood on tiptoes and waved. No one seemed to notice them. Jian Anran raised her feet and walked quickly towards the fountain.
Go.
"Good morning, senior!" she greeted with a smile.
"Hello Anran!" Mi Yingying greeted her enthusiastically. She just took her hand and wanted to say something to her. Mi Yingying was stunned for a moment, and then waved happily towards the distance.
