After lighting the fuse, Wen Siheng seemed as if nothing had happened, sitting leisurely on the other side with his feet up and watching.
On the other side of the time bomb, Jian Anran seemed to hear the sizzling flames approaching step by step, and quietly counted down her impending death.
"What are you talking about?"
Unsure of her own outrageous conjecture, Jian Anran hurriedly wanted to hear the answer from the other party.
"You are a junior this year, so you have reached the legal age to get married." The other party replied calmly.
"So?"
"Is this your plan to deal with the problem?" The answer was a bit outrageous, and Jian Anran even wanted to laugh for a while.
"Yes," the other party calmly took a sip of water, "Legitimate academic misconduct."
"Is there no other way?"
"Do you have any concerns, Classmate Jian?" Wen Siheng leaned forward with his upper body and folded his hands on the table.
His amber eyes were covered with a thin layer of anger, and Jian Anran didn't understand his state of mind when he said such frivolous words.
At best, they have met each other four times in total. Apart from their names, ages, education, it can be said that they know nothing about each other.
"I would like to apologize to you first. It was indeed my negligence not to deal with the problem with you immediately."
"I have just returned to China and haven't gotten used to it yet. I didn't expect that a lot of work news is also conveyed through WeChat. It was not my intention to omit your news." Wen Siheng explained.
"The news is very directional, and the entertainment blogger is very confident. It seems that he has conclusive evidence in his hand. I guess it may be photos secretly taken that day or surveillance video in the hotel lobby."
"It's really tricky that the news is only increasing in popularity. I think this unexpected ending can only legitimize the farce."
The other party got straight to the point, and Jian Anran's face, which had been flushed just now, suddenly turned pale. The logical relationship was so clear that people couldn't get angry.
Then I thought about it, there are too many factors involved in marriage, not to mention that I am still an undergraduate student.
She really couldn't imagine getting married to a man who was almost a stranger.
"Marriage is not a child's play, and I can fully understand classmate Jane's concerns."
"Since our family has arranged for us to go on a blind date, it proves that our family has a preliminary understanding and recognition of the family situation of both parties."
"That's not the reason..." Jian Anran retorted hastily, her voice getting weaker and weaker, and she didn't even dare to raise her head and look directly into the other person's eyes.
It was so sincere that she was a little scared.
"Are we...really getting married?"
What she wants to ask is, is it true that they enter into marriage as a normal couple?
Get a certificate? Live together? Get married and have children?
After hesitating again and again, she still didn't have the nerve to ask too directly.
"Initially, I went to the appointment on the premise of getting married. If you are willing to make it public with me and my family, of course I will be very happy."
"But if you object to this matter, I will never force it."
He answered very frankly and laid out all his inner thoughts on the table for her to read one by one.
Jian Anran even felt a little unworthy.
However, I always feel that something is not quite right.
"Are you gay?" She couldn't help but blurt out.
No matter how high his IQ and EQ were, Wen Siheng never guessed that this was the problem that had always puzzled Jian Anran?
"You should know it clearly from what you have used."
After recalling his performance that night, it was indeed unlike him.
"Then why are you in such a hurry to get married?"
"It stands to reason that you shouldn't be someone who only pursues career and doesn't care much about love?" Jian Anran urgently asked the question that has been bothering her for a long time.
"Based on what I know about my parents, if this blind date fails, they will definitely go on another blind date immediately until I get married successfully."
"So only by completing their ultimate goal in the shortest possible time can the impact on my work progress be minimized."
She was disgusted with Wen Siheng's flash marriage proposal at first, but the other party's attitude was so sincere that she once wondered if she had become the heroine of a novel.
The answer to the mystery is revealed. It’s not that she has to do it, but she just happens to be the first one.
She felt a little uncontrollably disappointed.
Jian Anran secretly vowed to read Wen Siheng's paper carefully when he comes back. The logic of his writing must be worthy of study.
"If classmate Jian has no objections, then I will make an appointment with the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning?" Wen Siheng took out his mobile phone and flipped through the class schedule, "You don't have classes tomorrow morning, right?"
"Hmm." She responded softly, then as if something suddenly occurred to her, she opened and closed her lips but said nothing.
"If you have any questions, you can just ask." The other party caught her every microexpression.
"Don't you need me to sign a prenuptial agreement?" she asked cautiously.
Jian Anran's family is considered to be middle-class and has no worries about food and clothing, but if she wants nothing more, her only asset is the five thousand yuan in savings that she usually digs out from her living expenses.
But Wen Siheng is different. He studied abroad for his bachelor's degree, master's degree and Ph.D., and the tuition alone is not an expense that ordinary families can afford.
Moreover, he currently has a decent job as a university teacher, as well as design consulting fees from the Institute for the Future.
The gap is huge and driven by self-esteem, she is unwilling to take advantage of others.
"I can provide a copy of my credit report and statement later..."
"No, no!" Jian Anran waved her hands quickly, "That's not what I meant. I will have no income after marriage..."
The other person lowered his head, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a silent smile flashed across his face.
"As for this, you don't have to worry about it."
The household registration book was stolen that night, and the marriage certificate was obtained the next morning.
After receiving the certificates, the "husband and wife" went straight to the office of Professor Zhang, the dean of the Department of Architecture.
Wen Siheng's sudden visit surprised the dean at first, but when he saw Jian Anran hiding behind Wen Siheng with his head lowered.
It suddenly dawned on me.
"You... you?" The dean pulled out a chair tremblingly and sat down, muttering: "I didn't expect it was you..."
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As soon as the hot search came out, the second-level leaders of each of their colleges were rushed to an emergency meeting that night.
The dean has always attended meetings with an attitude of not caring about his own affairs.
He firmly believed that students at the School of Architecture were studying plans and drawing all night long whenever they had time. How could they have the leisure to do such a thing?
What's more, the hero of the farce is a talent that the college has managed to poach from overseas. The dean's selfish intention is to protect them as much as possible.
Wen Siheng took out two red booklets from his suit pocket and placed them in front of the dean. The dean pushed up his reading glasses in disbelief.
"We established our relationship before school started, but we didn't expect to find out that the partner was my student until school started." Wen Siheng began to use his usual logical skills again.
Avoid the important and take the easy.
"I didn't make it public because I was afraid of causing more topics. I didn't expect it would cause such a big trouble to the school."
The dean waved his palms downward toward the air, "I know, I know, it will be much easier to handle."
"There is no need to say anything else. Let the school handle the rest. Just go back and work hard and study hard."
The sentence about studying hard was something he specifically turned his head and said to Jian Anran.
After returning to the dormitory, I opened Weibo. The post that had been on the trending search all day and night finally disappeared, replaced by an apology post pinned to the top of the entertainment tabloid.
Apologize for the bad impact it has had on professors and their families by credulously believing in false submissions.
The answer to the mystery is revealed, and comments below are pouring in.
[What? Just tell me how could such a thing happen to me at Luo University]
[A professor and a young couple went to a hotel to have some fun and you slandered them like this?]
[If an apology is useful, why do we need the police?]
After exiting Weibo, Jian Anran rolled herself into bed and slept for the first time in a day.
"Didi——" The silver sports car returned to its old place and stopped steadily at the entrance of the lobby of H Hotel.
"Hello," Wen Siheng came to the front desk, "My wife lost a necklace in the hotel lobby about a week ago. Can I adjust the monitoring?"
