"Wait a minute," Jian Anran stopped in time, "Isn't this still the blind date you arranged? Aren't you going to marry me off before I graduate? What are you pretending to do now?"
"How much did Wen Siheng give you?"
Hearing this, Yang Yahui instantly became furious, "What did you give me? If I praise you a few words, you will say that I took his money. Your child is really hopeless!"
Originally she was not sure about Yang Yahui's intention of contacting Wen Siheng before, but from her rage, she roughly concluded that Yang Yahui's call was to ask for money from Wen Siheng.
Probably because they were afraid that she would know, they both agreed to keep silent about this matter, so that whenever Jian Anran mentioned this matter in front of Yang Yahui, she would get furious——
Knowing the character of their parents, they always use anger to cover up their guilty conscience.
When I returned to the office, no one else had come yet. I saw that the lights in the small office were already on. I stood at the door and adjusted my breathing. Jian Anran knocked on the door gently.
"Please come in."
Wen Siheng looked up from the computer and saw that it was Jian Anran. Wen Siheng was a little surprised. He subconsciously turned back and glanced sideways at the lower right corner of the computer desktop.
"Morning." He stretched out his hand to signal her to sit down.
"Can I ask you something?" Jian Anran pulled up the chair and sat down.
"Tell me about it." Wen Siheng folded his hands on the table and looked directly at her.
She subconsciously avoided the other party's gaze. It was obvious that she was here to question him, but when she actually walked in, it seemed that her momentum had suddenly faded. For a long time, she didn't know where to start asking.
"My mother...has contacted you recently, right?"
Wen Siheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"What did she say?"
The other party smiled and said, "Mother-in-law calls her son-in-law, what else can she say?"
Having seen him lie and not lying, Jian Anran's experience from many observations is that whether Wen Siheng lies or does not lie, there is a big difference.
She even felt that Wen Siheng had traveled back in time to ancient times and was some kind of politician who might be able to guide the country, or some kind of spy who went deep into the enemy's army. Even in modern times, Jian Anran once felt that the lie detector would stop working in front of him.
"How much did she borrow from you?" She paused, "I know that the family is short of money."
"I know..." Wen Siheng seemed not surprised at all, "Not much."
The other party was doing Tai Chi like this and throwing the question back again, which made Jian Anran a little angry. Her tone was not very good: "How much is not much?"
"Why are you hiding this from me now? My mother didn't let you tell me?"
"No," Wen Siheng's answer was simple, "I don't want you to know."
"Why?" Jian Anran really couldn't figure it out.
Wen Siheng really knew Jian Anran's character very well. Even if she and her family were completely cut off, she would still feel guilty if she knew how much money he lent her family, and she would definitely find a way to help her family pay it back.
Up.
The amount of money Yang Yahui borrowed was not small. Even though the other party made wild claims when he borrowed the money, he made it sound like Jian Shaobo's business would be repaid or even doubled tomorrow. Wen Siheng still knew very well that he would come to borrow money from him.
, their family’s current financial situation is a mess to say the least.
From the very beginning, Wen Siheng knew that this would be a bad debt.
He didn't know why he just wanted to lend it to them. He said he was lending it to them, but in fact he was giving the money directly to them. Can a loan that cannot be recovered in the first place still be called a loan?
This is not a sum of money that Jian Anran can repay with just her hard work. Wen Siheng does not want to see her having to worry about this loan that she has not touched at all in the next ten years——
Just think of it as charity, that's what he thought from the beginning.
Except for donating a primary school in Wen Shuliang's hometown, he has done almost no charity, or has not donated through any foundations or channels. There are too many people in his circle who use such a name to do some extraordinary things.
After seeing too much about charity, he no longer wants to trust any third party.
"This is a matter between your parents and me. Now that we are divorced, my personal loan has little to do with you, right?" He knew that saying this would make Jian Anran retreat.
Hearing these words, Jian Anran was stunned for a moment. She was speechless and couldn't say a word.
There were rustling sounds outside the door one after another. She raised her hand and glanced at the time. It was probably that Song Qi and Mi Yingying had already arrived in the office.
"Excuse me, I'm leaving first." Jian Anran just stood up, and her arm seemed to be hit by something.
Looking back, Wen Siheng handed over a document.
"It's not a good idea to go out empty-handed, isn't it?"
She nodded, took the file and pushed out the door.
When she saw Jian Anran coming out of the small office, Mi Yingying was a little surprised, "Anran came so early?"
"I just arrived. The teacher asked me to sort out a document." She raised the folder in her hand and shook it.
……
Wen Siheng went out at noon that day and did not come back until it was time to get off work. Mi Yingying and Song Qi had already started packing their things when they saw this, and went back to avoid the rush hour after class.
As usual, she completed the work plan she set for herself. When Jian Anran finished, it was just getting dark.
"Dong dong dong——"
Just as she was about to stand up and collect her things, Jian Anran heard a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
"You let me in without asking who it is?" Shen Huainan opened the door and said with a smile.
"Why are you here?" Jian Anran was a little surprised.
"I just came to the seventh floor for a meeting. I saw that the lights in your office were not turned off, so I wanted to try my luck." He walked straight to Jian Anran, and Shen Huainan put his hands on the table.
Jian Anran asked casually: "What kind of luck?"
"I thought you would understand if I was so straightforward." He did not answer directly.
"What?"
"It's okay," Shen Huainan shook his head, "Just say it casually."
"What is this?" A newly filled out form on her desk attracted the other party's attention. Shen Huainan picked it up and looked at it, "Are you going to stay in the dormitory during the Spring Festival?"
This is the vacation stay application form she just downloaded from the academic system yesterday. She came here specifically to use the office printer today and was waiting to hand it over to the aunt downstairs when she returns to the dormitory later.
"That's right," Jian Anran said with a wry smile, "I had a quarrel with my family and I don't want to go back."
"That's it..." Putting down the application form, Shen Huainan looked thoughtful, "I'm not going home..."
Just as she was about to explain, she heard Shen Huainan lower his head and ask: "Do you still have this form? I want to fill it out too."
