Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

The commercial street opposite the school is full of students coming and going. The neon lights of the vendors are flashing in the moonlight, and the stalls are almost crowded onto the sidewalk. At night, the lights outside the school are brightly lit, making it look like a small city that never sleeps.

The swaying shadows of the trees on the school side seemed particularly quiet. Two long shadows, one high and one low, fell on the stone road. Jian Anran and Shen Huainan did not speak, just walking with their heads down.

After this period of getting along, Jian Anran always felt that she and Shen Huainan felt both familiar and strange.

They knew each other's secret scandals in each other's families, but Jian Anran often couldn't understand. She could never guess what Shen Huainan was thinking.

Sometimes I see him smiling, but I can vaguely feel that his aura is not right, but sometimes I see him with a cold face, and when I get closer, I feel like he is so happy that he is about to hum the next second. A song came out.

It’s as if all his expressions are in conflict with his own emotions. It’s absolutely impossible to guess what he’s thinking based on his appearance alone——

This is in sharp contrast to Jian Anran, who writes almost all her emotions on her face.

They were almost at the school gate. Jian Anran was just about to say goodbye to him when she looked up and saw the figure leaning against the stone pillar at the school gate. The other party was wearing black, a black jacket, and black pants whose material the material could not be seen clearly. His expression seemed a little lonely, and he could not see the other party's face clearly.

I just felt that there was a vicissitude in him that did not belong to a college student, and I could tell at a glance that the other person was an outsider.

The person on duty in the security booth not far away stared at him warily. It was still a chilly night, and the security guard prayed that he would not encounter anything that would make the news on the day he was on duty.

So familiar, so familiar...

Jian Anran thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember where this familiar feeling came from.

"An Ran." The man suddenly straightened up and turned his head to look in their direction. Shen Huainan's nerves tensed subconsciously. He took a step forward and turned sideways to move Jian Anran behind him. He looked at the man warily, his eyes burning brightly. , I feel like I will see through this inexplicable man in the next second.

"An Ran, it's me."

Boom! Jian Anran seemed to hear the sound of her heart beating too fast. This sound was...

"Dad?" Jian Anran was not sure.

When he heard this title, Shen Huainan was stunned for a moment. He narrowed his narrow eyes, trying to see the man's appearance clearly. The man is not too tall, with a medium build. It is obvious that he is a middle-aged man who has not exercised much.

He had a short haircut and his hair seemed to be thinning. The reflection of the man's head could be seen under the yellow streetlight.

"An Ran, long time no see, why haven't you contacted me?" Jian Shaobo struck preemptively.

Originally immersed in the drama of reuniting after a long absence, Jian Anran almost lost her composure when she heard the second half of the sentence "Why no contact?"

Obviously the other person is the elder, why is he now starting to morally kidnap her and blame her for not contacting him first?

Jian Shaobo always plays this trick of transferring responsibility clearly.

After confirming that he was Jian Anran's father, Shen Huainan wanted to take a step back and make room for their mother and daughter to talk. When he heard Jian Anran say coldly: "What's the matter?"

Shen Huainan still stood still, Jian Anran's tone was as cold as if he was a stranger in front of him, or even...