The slightly surprised look didn't stay on Wen Siheng's face for long, and he immediately said with a smile: "There is milk in the refrigerator, please wait a moment."
"No need," Jian Anran refused, "You don't have so much to say, do you?"
"I'll leave immediately after you finish speaking. I won't sit here for too long." As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at Xu Nianhe walking towards the living room from the corner of her eye.
"You shouldn't be..." Xu Nianhe suddenly remembered something, "Are you going to tell her about that?"
Wen Siheng asked: "Is there anything that cannot be said?"
"I hope you can respect my opinion. I don't want a third person to know." After Xu Nianhe finished speaking, he glanced coldly at Jian Anran, who was sitting on the sofa.
Ignoring her, Wen Siheng walked straight to the entrance and tapped the photo frame on the wall. The pig liver red marriage certificate inside was very conspicuous under the warm spotlight.
"I also hope you can respect me. I didn't want to get involved from the beginning." Wen Siheng took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator in the kitchen and walked to the coffee table in the living room and put it down gently.
Sitting on the Barcelona chair, Wen Siheng faced Jian Anran with his hands folded on his knees.
"I hope I can explain many things clearly to you in person. It was indeed my negligence not to ask for your opinion."
He added, "After all... you are the hostess here."
"No..." Jian Anran was about to refute, but Wen Siheng stretched out his hand to signal her not to say any more.
"The man in the gray coat I met today is named Shi Licheng." Wen Siheng explained.
"Shi Licheng?" It seems that she has heard this name somewhere, but Jian Anran can't remember it for a while.
"She is my father's student, and also..." Wen Siheng raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Nianhe, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, "Her predecessor."
"Oh", Jian Anran reacted.
Before, Yang Yahui specifically talked to her about Shi Licheng, who seemed to be a very good engineer dispatched by a central enterprise. He was based abroad and had not been back for several years.
Later, I went to England for further study and met Xu Nianhe, and the two of them became together later.
Later, there was the sad story of Xu Nianhe having an ectopic pregnancy and disappearing from the world.
"He's back?" Jian Anran was a little surprised. She originally thought that Shi Licheng would avoid responsibility and would not appear again. What happened now that he suddenly appeared? Do you want to chase your wife at the crematorium?
Wen Siheng nodded and said "hmm".
"Not only is he back, he is still following Xu Nianhe, squatting in the underground parking lot every day, and hanging out under the teaching building." He explained the ins and outs of their coming and going together in the past few days.
"So..." Jian Anran's eyes fell on the pair of white and pink cotton slippers on Xu Nianhe's feet again, "Is this why you live together?"
"No..." She couldn't understand the logical relationship here at all, "If I were to follow you, you could just call the police. Why do you do this so mysteriously?"
"You don't understand! You are just trying to hurt me..." Hearing Jian Anran's reaction, Xu Nianhe became a little excited.
"What don't I understand?" Jian Anran was speechless. "At least I know how to call the police if I'm being followed, right? It's the 21st century. Are you still afraid of retaliation if you call the police? I advise you to watch less gangster movies.
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Wen Siheng suddenly interjected: "I have been living in Henghe Garden recently."
The implication is that he is not in the same room as Xu Nianhe.
"That's your freedom." Jian Anran rolled her eyes.
The underlying meaning of her words has nothing to do with her.
After a moment of silence, Wen Siheng had finished saying everything he wanted to explain, while Xu Nianhe had nothing to say from beginning to end.
"Also," she suddenly turned back when she reached the entrance, "it's not something too important. I hope you can explain it clearly on your phone in the future."
"After all, the invention of electronic communication tools is not meaningless, right? It's quite tiring for me to come all the way here."
This is true. Not only is there no subway access in Qishangyunduan, but the bus station is also far away. When entering the community, you have to walk around the greenery for a long time. Every time you come here, you have to walk to the point of breaking your legs.
……
"Dang-deng——" Two messages popped up on Jian Anran's mobile phone.
It was a tweet from the Architectural Voice public account forwarded by Ning Beibei: [The situation is true! The personal office of a teacher at L University was exposed to plagiarism! Where will the future career of a well-known returnee doctor go...]
Teacher at L University, architecture-related, returned Ph.D., the content is very clear, almost to the extent of putting Wen Siheng’s name on it. Ning Beibei’s first reaction after seeing it was to forward it to Jian Anran.
The general content of the article is how unscrupulous Wen Siheng's studio was in order to win the Ludao project, and even did not hesitate to plagiarize outstanding projects from small companies with no reputation to win the bid for themselves.
By the way, it also expands on how capable and well-connected overseas doctors use unknown small companies to achieve their goals.
The content of the article immediately attracted the attention of many unknown firms, as well as the sympathy of many workers who have long been unfairly treated in the workplace.
The three words Wen Siheng became synonymous with plagiarism, causing an uproar in the architecture and design circles.
The most disgusting and sensitive topic for creative people in their lives is plagiarism, not to mention people with platforms and connections like this. The consequences of plagiarism are usually no consequences——
They will soon be suppressed by the powerful. Designers from all walks of life have seen too many such cases.
The consequences of this incident were unprecedented, and Jian Anran had a vague feeling that it was not something they could settle in a few clicks before.
After experiencing so many things, she felt like she wanted to stay away from everything. After reading news about various college student special forces on the Internet several times, Jian Anran also opened a certain blue ticket booking software with interest.
After roughly calculating the cost of the trip, and then looking at the four-digit deposit in my bank card, I gave up the idea.
Of course, she also saw many college students who were traveling on a budget, but when she thought about going out to enjoy life, eating and sleeping outdoors for the sake of the journey, it didn't seem to fit her imagination.
Sitting on the bus back to school, Jian Anran has been feeling the phone in her bag starting to ring wildly since she just received the message from the official account.
I thought it was Ning Beibei who had sent another message. The moment I unlocked the screen, what popped up was not a WeChat message.
A series of Weibo messages occupied the notification bar of Jian Anran's mobile phone. This was a grand event she had never seen before.
