Originally a very measured person, Jian Anran would avoid others when they entered their passwords. But Wen Siheng's weird behavior just now aroused her curiosity.
Taking advantage of the natural geographical advantage of being separated from the small office by just one wall, Jian Anran took the opportunity to lean back, her head pressed against the glass, and she pricked up her ears to eavesdrop on what Wen Siheng was saying.
Unfortunately, she couldn't hear anything clearly except the buzzing sound of the air.
"Forget it." She muttered quietly, shook her head and returned to her seat.
"Beep!" Everyone's cell phones in the office rang almost at the same time. Jian Anran picked it up and saw that it was a group chat message.
[Teacher Wen Siheng: The matter has come to an end. Do you want to have dinner together tonight?]
【Mi Yingying:!!!】
[Mi Yingying: Which one?]
[Teacher Wen Siheng: You choose, the budget is within 800]
Looking up, you can see Mi Yingying's mobile phone quickly switching to a pornographic review software, and a new message pops up on WeChat on the other end.
[Teacher Wen Siheng: Eight hundred and one]
【Song Qi:?】
[Mi Yingying: I don’t understand Michelin]
In the end, there was no new news in the group. As get out of class was about to end, Wen Siheng posted the location of the hotel in the studio group.
[Teacher Wen Siheng: I’ll meet you at the rooftop restaurant at 7:30 tonight. I’ve already made a reservation. All you need to do is report my name.]
Click on the link to take a look, and the memories immediately flood into Jian Anran's heart, H Hotel.
As if there is a clue throughout, H Hotel has an inescapable fate with them these days.
No matter how much you deliberately go against the grain, you will eventually return to the starting point. H Hotel is such a place——
They had gone there once before to get their marriage certificate, and they were about to go there this time after getting their divorce certificate.
[Mi Yingying: So high-end, is there any dresscode (dress code) for a place like this?]
[Wen Siheng: It should be... no?]
The classic skin for many years has been shirts and trousers. Wen Siheng really didn't know if there was any dress code for such occasions.
"An Ran, will you go back and change clothes later?" Mi Yingying immediately turned around.
Looking down at her jeans and dirty sneakers that hadn't been washed for a long time, Jian Anran thought about the outfits of the customers she saw around her in the restaurant, and nodded quickly, "Let's change."
After class, she hurried back to the dormitory. Taking advantage of the free time, Jian Anran specially washed her oily hair that had not been washed for two days. After blow-drying her hair, she stood in front of the closet in confusion with her hands on her hips.
"What are you doing? Why are you washing your hair at this hour?" Mi Yingying just came back from get out of class.
"We are having dinner in the studio," Jane Anran sighed, "I don't know what to wear."
"Why are you dressing up so grandly?" Mi Yingying immediately cast her ambiguous eyes over her, "Aren't you trying to attract someone's attention?"
Jian Anran immediately turned around and said, "What did you say?"
"Wen Siheng made a reservation at the restaurant on the top floor of Hotel H. The last time we went to see them, they were dressed very formally. I wouldn't wear jeans." Mi Yingying held her chin, looking thoughtful, and then stepped forward.
In one step, I dug out the black dust bag in the closet.
The closet in the dormitory is not as tall as Jian Anran, and there is no space for the dust bag to hang down naturally. The last third of the black dust bag was folded into an L shape by Jian Anran and stuffed directly into the closet.
Pulling down the zipper of the dust bag, there is a white long skirt inside——
The dress sponsored by the brand when she and Wen Siheng attended the miumiu pop-up event.
On the day she packed her luggage and returned to the dormitory, Jian Anran moved away all her belongings, but she didn't take away anything Wen Siheng paid for.
She originally planned to keep this skirt, but she hesitated for a long time. If it was sponsored by the brand at the time, it shouldn't be Wen Siheng's, right?
"A bit..." Jian Anran hesitated for a moment, "It's too luxurious."
"I didn't say that," Ning Beibei patted her shoulder earnestly, "If you hadn't told me that it was Miumiu, how would I, a mere mortal, have been able to tell the brand of this skirt?"
"And to tell you the truth, if it weren't for this skirt at that time, I wouldn't have even heard of the Miumiu brand." Ning Beibei added.
After much hesitation, Jian Anran finally decided to wear the outfit she wore for the event. Whether it was the skirt, shoes, or bag, it was the second time after the pop-up event that it was brought out to the public again.
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"Remember to put on makeup," Ning Beibei reminded her before putting on her headphones.
Originally, she just blow-dried her hair and let it loosen up. Now after changing clothes, Jian Anran rolled up her hair casually, but she still felt that something was not quite right——
Compared to her dress, her makeup looks a bit bland.
The dark circles under her eyes that were about to fall onto her cheeks, her pale eyebrows, and her lips that were so dry that they turned white.
I looked at the time, it was six o'clock, there was still time.
When Jian Anran finished putting on makeup, she looked up and saw that it was completely dark outside. The ringtone of her cell phone had been ringing for who knows how long. The group message was almost 99.
When I went downstairs, I clicked on it and saw that it was full of discussions between Mi Yingying and Song Qi.
I don’t know if it was the first time I came to such a restaurant, but Song Qi seemed a little nervous, and he even chatted with Mi Yingying about outfits in the group.
Not having time to see what they finally decided to wear, Jian Anran only saw the last sentence:
[Mi Yingying: Anran, we are all fine, we are waiting for you at the bottom of the dormitory building]
She ran wildly while holding her skirt that almost reached the ground. When she actually got down to the first floor, Jian Anran's steps suddenly started to hesitate again.
Is her dress too grand? What if she looks awkward?
I looked at my phone again. It was seven o'clock. Even if I can get a taxi immediately when I go out, I have to have a smooth journey so as not to be late——
It was too late. With her heart racing, Jian Anran raised her chin, took a deep breath and walked out of the dormitory building.
I didn’t expect her to be quite simple?
Song Qi even took out the black suit from the bottom of the box and put on a rather grand bow tie. Mi Yingying didn't know when she had such a black tube top dress, and she wore a black woolen coat on her feet.
She also wore black high-heeled shoes with red soles.
"An Ran, hurry up!" Mi Yingying waved over, "The taxi has arrived at the entrance of the living area, we have to hurry up."
Until she got into the car, Jian Anran could clearly notice that the taxi driver frequently looked at the rearview mirror, as if he was carefully observing the three of them.
"Senior," Jian Anran couldn't help but ask, "Senior, there are such formal skirts in the dormitory."