Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 267 Not My Home
Yang Yahui's hand tightly grasped her wrist, under Jian Anran's surprised gaze, Yang Yahui still refused to let go for a long time.

"Now that things are going on, you still want to speak for him?" Jian Anran asked in disbelief.

"He pointed his nose and slandered his head? Can you bear it?"

Yang Yahui's brows were tightly furrowed. What Jian Anran didn't notice was that in the short six months, a few white hairs had crawled up her temples unconsciously.

In the past six months, under the double blow from the psychological and physical, she also has several gullies in the corners of her eyes that she has never seen before.

Yang Yahui, who is in her [-]s, did not know that it was due to her genes. She has always been well maintained.She is a little younger among her peers, but after the new year, even the neighbors who have returned to their hometown can hardly recognize her.

Yang Yahui tried to refute: "I'm not..."

"Not what?" Jian Anran was a little impatient.

From the time when she was studying, she left early and returned late every day, not to mention that she had a dormitory at the school later in junior high school. In fact, she didn't spend a long time at home.

Going home for a long time, she always thought that she was living in a happy and beautiful template family.

It wasn't until the summer vacation of the third year of high school, that very long summer vacation, because a typhoon suddenly blew up near the start of school, Luo University postponed the official start of school for a full month that year.

At that time, her evaluation of her mother Yang Yahui was: "ninja".Yang Yahui at home not only has to endure the overbearing and disobedient young son, but also endures the husband who stretches out his clothes for food and opens his mouth for food.

Jian Anran couldn't imagine the life of a housewife with 7 times 24 hours of "service" all the time. She still feels a little ptsd every time she thinks about that time.

But she thought that after going through so much, Yang Yahui was finally starting to wake up.

"Not only are I burdened with debts, but the quality of life has also plummeted." Jian Anran stood up and looked around the room, "Isn't it enough for you to see a person clearly?"

She asked coldly, "Don't you still have fantasies about him?"

Yang Yahui faltered: "No..."

She sighed, "What are you going to do to scold Jian Shaobo now? He is such a shameless person, and he does these things because he is not afraid of what others will think of him?"

Jian Anran didn't understand at all: "So?"

"What do you want to teach me about 'forbearance for a while'? I can't do it."

Yang Yahui let out a "bad" sound, and sat down on the bed behind, "You child, you are just too much like me in the past."

"Every time you do things, you are so in a hurry. When others just say a word, you will be completely ignited. When I was young, I suffered a lot because of this. I never taught it like this. You are still like this."

Just as Jian Anran was about to refute, she saw Yang Yahui stand up, go to the kitchen and pour out a glass of water, and took a special coaster before putting the water glass on the coaster.

Yang Yahui began to say: "Think about it, he is such an arrogant person, he has always looked down on my natal family for so many years."

"He doesn't want to associate with my natal relatives and friends. His relationship with them has been mediocre for so long, and he can't even say a few words..."

Jian Anran immediately asked: "How much money have you borrowed from your natal relatives, isn't this called dealing?"

"You child," Yang Yahui glanced reproachfully, "They say you are in a hurry, but I haven't finished talking yet, what are you in a hurry for?"

Seeing that Jian Anran had calmed down a little bit, sitting on the sofa angrily, and didn't intend to speak again, Yang Yahui continued the conversation just now:

"Didn't you find out who knows about these scandals now? Isn't it the people from his old hometown?"

Yang Yahui glanced over, "That's his hometown, not mine."

"He talked a lot. Aren't they all those people who have nothing to do with me? When I got married, I only met that once a year at most. After the divorce, it's even more impossible for me to associate with those people."

"If it weren't for this big sister Li who likes to gossip about other people's affairs, the calls would all come to my mobile phone. How could other people do such a thing?"

"Anyway, no matter what they say, I won't hear any bad news. It's Jian Shaobo who is ashamed, not me." Yang Yahui looked at it very openly this time, "Just let them say whatever they want, I don't care at all. "

When she immediately heard Yang Yahui's thoughts, Jian Anran's first reaction was a little surprised.

Yang Yahui used to be a person who was extremely internalized. A small matter might have been forgotten by others, but she would use it to torture herself repeatedly.

Now that she can see it so openly, Jian Anran doesn't even know who the person sitting in front of her is.Like a stranger she is most familiar with, she has been away from home for less than half a year, and at this moment she suddenly feels like parting with Yang Yahui for three days.

Until walking out of the narrow corridor in the afternoon, Jian Anran felt as if she had come to another world.

It seems that the people living there are not my mother and younger brother, but people from another dimension, and there are only other people who look the same as them.

"Ringlingling——" On the bus, a mobile phone alarm barely pulled her back from her trance.

No one answered the phone for a long time, and the eldest sister who was woken up next to her couldn't help frowning and "tsk", and everyone looked back and forth, looking for the source of the sound.

It wasn't until the elder sister pushed her with her elbow that Jian Anran realized: it turned out to be her phone call.

Embarrassedly nodding to the people around her, she quickly took out her cell phone from her bag.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Her tone was not very friendly.

The other party thought that he provoked her for no reason, and suddenly felt guilty: "There is something I want to discuss with you. Are you still in school today?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the big "Saturday" on the watch, and Jian Anran sighed softly, "I haven't finished checking the data on the manuscript that is going to be submitted for review. If you are in a hurry, the file is on my computer desktop. I probably You can get to school in half an hour."

I don't know if Wen Siheng noticed the sigh from the receiver, "It's not this one."

"There's no rush for the trial side, it's something else."

Jian Anran was a little puzzled: "What other things can happen recently?"

Wen Siheng hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly: "It's a private matter."

He added: "Your personal matter, your father just came to see me."

Hearing this sentence, Jian Anran suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Jian Shaobo has several recent incidents, all mixed together with only one word "money".

The reason why he went to Wen Siheng is self-evident, anyway, no matter what it is, it is something that Jane Anran does not want to see.

(End of this chapter)