A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Wen Yu hated this look.

But at this time, I felt Zhao Wenjing's powerlessness at the time.

Because she was the one who was turned away this time.

Is it true that the way of heaven is reincarnation? I finally realized this kind of taste.

Not good, very bad.

Wen Yu didn't know why it hurt so much.

She turned to leave the box, and when she was waiting for the elevator, she suddenly heard someone calling her name.

"Wen Yu?"

Wen Yu was slightly stunned, then turned back to the sound--

It turned out to be Shen Mingjia.

Look at the direction, it should come from the bathroom.

Shen Mingjia approached: "Why are you here?"

Wen Yu is in a bad mood now and doesn't want to care about people, and coldly replied, "What does it have to do with you."

Shen Mingjia laughed: "Even if you break up, you don't have to be like an enemy, right?"

After a pause, he looked up and down Wen Yu: "Isn't it said that I will live more pleasantly than I am happier than I am, but I don't seem to be so good at you."

Wen Yu was hurt by the woman's eyes just now, and now he meets a scumbag again.

She was so bored, she didn't have any thoughts to frustrate him, and calmly walked into the elevator:

"It doesn't matter whether I am good or not, you will be bad soon, that's enough."

"That's the sentence again." Shen Mingjia smiled disapprovingly, "Okay, then I'll wait."

Coming out of the gate of the clubhouse, the cold air blew Wen Yu shivering, but the colder weather couldn't be as cold as her current heart.

She saw Lao He's car far away, but didn't want to go.

Jiang Yuhe would rather drink with people here than go back, than if there is a beautiful woman next to him lighting a cigarette, he would not come out to see him for two minutes.

Why should she obediently listen to him and go back.

Let's play our own games.

It doesn't matter.

Wen Yu called You Xin: "Are you out for a drink?"

You Xin just accompanies his makeup artist friend from get off work, and he is confused: "Miss is almost 12 o'clock in the night, where are you going to drink?"

Wen Yu didn't know, she got into a taxi: "Master, find a hot bar."

So You Xin hurriedly said goodbye to her makeup artist friend: "No, my sister doesn't seem to be right, I'm going to have a look."

Inside the FIL club.

Sang Chen’s lighter was brought to Jiang Yuhe’s lips, "Boss, I will help you."

Her voice was very soft and thin, and her fingertips were as enchanting red as flames. The flames burned on the metal lighter for three seconds, and Jiang Yuhe tilted his head slightly.

Looking at Sang Chen.

A cold look full of warning.

Sang Chen was inexplicably shocked, and hurriedly took away the lighter: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Yuhe only then said, "What did I ask you to do?"

Sang Chen: "Talk to the literary guide."

"Then what are you doing."

Sang Chen pursed her lips, knowing the man's taboos and rules, but for some reason, when she first saw the woman who came to see her, she inexplicably remembered the person who accompanied him into the office who was recently rumored in the company.

Sang Chen was jealous.

Just after graduating from university, she was selected by Jiang Yuhe from the school to act as the heroine of the Yasheng movie. Everyone said that Jiang Yuhe must have fallen in love with her.

Yes, she is young and beautiful, with long legs.

Everything is in line with the taste of the rumored boss Jiang.

But after the filming, apart from work arrangements and normal social needs, he didn't go any further with her.

Sang Chen didn't understand.

She never believed that there was a simple relationship in this circle, nor did she believe that she who had just graduated had anything worthy of such a capitalist's fancy.

Except for her young body.

But even if it was, she was willing.

Because this man is too attractive, he is capable of strategizing in this circle, even if the rumored indifference and ruthlessness are respectable and far away, Sang Chen still wants to get close to him and understand him.

The era of Li Man is over. Everyone in the company says that Jiang Yuhe just wants to praise her.

Even a movie with an investment of 2 billion has appointed her as the heroine.

Sang Chen sometimes wonders if he also feels a little bit about himself.

He is just too proud, too expensive, too far away.

There may be some distance between them.

Sang Chen hopes that through her own efforts, she will try her best to reach him.

But then there was a woman who could go to his office.

She hadn't seen it, but the company was going viral, and some people ridiculed her that it was over before she took the position.

Sang Chen wanted to know what that woman looked like.

The pair of eyes outside the door just now, I don't know why, Sang Chen thinks it is her.

But she was rejected by Jiang Yuhe.

Seeing her disappointed and sad look, Sang Chen was inexplicably relieved.

That's why I deliberately lit the fire, wanting to give it to Jiang Yuhe, by the way...let the woman know.

Jiang Yuhe also has himself.

This thought made her head dizzy temporarily, and she woke up suddenly when she saw Jiang Yuhe's warning eyes.

She crossed the line.

…

Sang Chen lowered his head, walked to the other side of the director's seat and sat down, occasionally raising his head to look at Jiang Yuhe, and his mind was full of thoughts.

The movie "Long Searching Archives" was too invested, and it was planned to be launched in the second half of the year, but some problems suddenly appeared in the project these days.

The company has a department specifically responsible for the issuance to deal with it. Jiang Yuhe didn't need to come forward to solve it, but he took the initiative to take the matter, and went out early and returned late every day.

He didn't want to go back to see Wen Yu.

Wen Yu was right.

The woman identified herself as her brother since she opened her eyes after the car accident. In her worldview, she is her brother and elder brother.

So, what is the qualification for the role of a elder brother to be in charge of finding a male or female friend, or is it-to fall in love?

He is indeed not qualified.

But why when he saw her hugged with other little white faces, he would taste in his heart, get upset, lose his reason and want to put her in his room, even...

Jiang Yuhe didn't dare to think about that possibility.

He feels crazy.

He didn't even dare to think about how Wen Yu would react if he knew what he was thinking.

Unwilling to face it, he escaped by official business.

Unexpectedly, she found it stubbornly.

It's okay if I don't see it, I'm confused when I see it.

The smoke mixed with alcohol, Jiang Yuhe pressed his brows to sort out his mood, and the literary director brought Shen Mingjia over:

"Come to respect Mr. Jiang. You are almost a member of the company. You are the second man looking for a dragon again. I want Mr. Jiang to take care of you in the future."

The last time I didn’t drink the wine, this time the director personally brought it over. Jiang Yuhe always wanted to show some face, and was about to pick up the wine glass. Li Bai came from the side and whispered: “Old He asked why the lady hasn’t gone down yet, he I waited for a long time without seeing anyone."

Jiang Yuhe's face sank: "Don't go down?"

Li Bai nodded.

Jiang Yuhe immediately glanced at his watch. It has been almost an hour since Wen Yu left, and it is now 12:45 at night.

He immediately called the twelfth aunt: "Is she back yet."

The twelfth aunt was already asleep, put on her clothes and climbed up to the door and looked around: "No, the slippers are still at the door. Oh, I said, can you two—"

Jiang Yuhe hung up before he finished speaking.

He got up and walked outside. The person next to him was stunned and asked, "Does President Jiang go?"

Jiang Yuhe paid no attention, and Li Bai explained later:

"Sorry, President Jiang is a little urgent for the time being, you guys play first."

In this way, Shen Mingjia's second glass of wine was finally empty.

He couldn't help but feel a little upset: "Cao, I respected him twice, and didn't give me face once!"

The guide next to him frowned: "Mingjia, speak carefully."

"..."

"What's your status? What's your status? You have to be self-knowledge in this circle."

"Well, yes yes." Shen Mingjia finally climbed into the circle of the director of "Looking for the Dragon", respecting him for three points, but when he returned to his seat, he still unbearably complained to the agent.

The agent brought him a message: "Didn’t you want to find the contact information of Boss Jiang’s sister? Today, the president of a fan group told me that the owner of a fan group is the daughter of the driver Jiang Yuhe. If you still want to have that idea, let me set it up for you?"

Shen Mingjia, who had just been left out in the cold, was very irritable and nodded, "Hurry up and get it."

When You Xin arrived at the bar, Wen Yu had already boldly opened seven or eight bottles of different brands and different types of wine.

"What's the matter with you?" You Xin hurriedly sat next to her and held her cup, "If you have something to say, why do you drink so much?"

"He didn't drink that way." Wen Yu calmly took a full glass of foreign wine and sips, "Why can he not?"

You Xin: "...who?"

Perhaps after seeing a girlfriend, Wen Yu's grievances that had been suppressed for several days spread all over.

"Who else can."

"Apart from that Jiang, who else treats me this way."

"I apologized, but I recognized it wrongly. He just ignored me, treated me as air, and ignored me and left me in the cold."

"I just ran to find him personally. I was standing at the door. He still refused to see me."

Wen Yu cried while talking, and heard that You Xin felt distressed, "It's all my fault, if I don't pretend to be a man..."

"It has nothing to do with you, it's just that he is stingy." As Wen Yu said, he mixed up other brands of wine and took a sip.

You Xin hurriedly went to persuade: "Don't drink so mixed, you will get drunk."

"If you are drunk, help me to your place, I don't want to go back."

You Xin: "Then what should he do if he asks you."

Wen Yu shook his head: "He is eager for me to go and won't find me. You know, there is a new woman next to him tonight, and that woman provokes me in front of me and helps him light a cigarette."

Speaking of this, Wen Yu became excited again, "Is it great to be able to play with lighters?"

She turned with tears in her eyes: "Do you smoke, let me help you some."

You Xin: "?"

Help.

In the next half an hour, You Xin was forcibly lit a cigarette by Wen Yu 18 times, choking his nostrils to smoke.

That's all, the key is that Wen Yu took one bite after another, and couldn't stop it.

You Xin frowned and looked at her several times, both distressed and helpless.

This is how it looks like quarreling with my brother.

It's more exaggerated than broken love.

You Xin sighed and patted Wen Yu on the back: "Be good, don't drink. Keep your strength, we have to grab Shen Mingjia's evidence."

Wen Yu was reminded of this and immediately picked up the phone.

"If you want any evidence, I am the evidence."

You Xin noticed something was wrong, leaned over to read Wen Yu's words on the phone, and waited for the content to be clear, and then he got a hand—

"Fuck Wenyu, calm down, don't be impulsive, you-"

The words were not over yet, Wen Yu had already pressed send, turned off the phone, and said, "Go to hell."

"..."

With a blank mind for two seconds, You Xin hurriedly opened his Weibo.

In just one minute, there have been more than 30 replies to the one sent by Wen Yu.

Going crazy, You Xin immediately shook Wen Yu: "Are you serious? Are you sober? You're almost deleted, I'm going to get rid of it!"

But Wen Yu didn't hear it, nor could he hear it.

She drank quickly and urgently, and was already drunk.

Holding a wine glass in his hand, the person was already lying on the table and fell asleep in a daze.

Jiang Yuhe's call came at this time. You Xin saw "Dear Brother" displayed on the screen, and hurriedly tweeted Wen Yu:

"Jiang Yuhe called."

Wen Yu looked up faintly, waved his hand, and hung up.

? You Xin was startled: "No answer?"

"No answer."

After a while, the phone rang again.

Wen Yu continued to hang up.

You Xin really couldn't understand these two people.

After the tug-of-war, which lasted more than ten rounds, Wen Yu fell asleep completely.

Jiang Yuhe's call came in again at this time.

You Xin's mood between these two people is even more ups and downs than riding a roller coaster.

Tangled, You Xin still pinched his nose and picked up the phone. Fortunately, he has a good command of the lines, and it adds a lot of energy to a waiter's performance.

"Hello, the owner of the phone is drunk in our bar. Come if you are her friend. Well, there are many men around her."

Good guy, Jiang Yuhe appeared in the bar in less than ten minutes.

This is a small tavern hidden in an alley. There are not many people. After seeing his figure from the door, You Xin immediately hid in a dark place next to him to pretend to be passers-by.

Wen Yu's windbreaker was taken off aside, and she was wearing a round-neck sweater. After drinking too much alcohol, she moved all kinds of things, and now she was lying on the table with her snow-white shoulders showing up.

Under the ambiguous light of the pub, the white skin was stained with red wine, which was very attractive.

Jiang Yuhe came up and took off his coat and put it on her shoulders without saying a word.

Then he picked up the person and walked out.

You Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Good guy, these plastic brothers and sisters quarrel more fiercely than other couples break up.

When I went back, Wen Yu fell asleep deeply.

She rarely drinks alcohol. Although she used to often set up games with her friends, they were all two or three meanings. It was rare that she would mix beer, red wine and foreign wine like today, and drink so dimly.

He felt a little distressed, "Why drink so much? Didn't you feel good when you first came here."

Jiang Yuhe pursed his lips and looked out the window without saying a word.

After arriving home, seeing that Wen Yu was still asleep, Jiang Yuhe planned to take the person to the second floor directly, but if he moved a little bit harder, Wen Yu was awakened.

She had a heavy mind and was not sober, but when she opened her eyes, she found that the face in front of her was Jiang Yuhe, and she suddenly became excited.

"Who wants you to hold?"

"Let me down."

"I don't want to care about you now!"

Wen Yu kept resisting, Jiang Yuhe didn't want to talk nonsense with her, and the original holding posture was directly changed to carry her on his shoulders.

Wen Yu was so imprisoned that he couldn't move, and suddenly became even more annoyed.

After several days of cold war, Sang Chen's eyes were so rude now, and various fuses made Wen Yu completely erupt. She lay on Jiang Yuhe's shoulder and bit down hard.

The man only wore a shirt, and the pain came through a layer of fabric. He frowned, opened the door of the room, and threw the person onto the bed.

Then I opened my neckline to see—

Like a wild beast, it bit two rows of teeth marks.

Jiang Yuhe took a deep breath and looked at the woman on the bed: "What are you going to do?"

"It's what you want!"

Wen Yu was so wronged that he held the pillow at hand and threw it over: "If you don't talk to me or go home for three days, what do you want? Do you want me to go? If it is you, just say, I won't be blamed. To you!"

Jiang Yuhe avoided the pillow, but couldn't avoid the things she threw over one by one.

He reluctantly stepped forward and grabbed her hand, obviously he had a lot to say, patience and restraint, and finally he sighed slightly: "I don't have one."

Little Beast, who was still losing his temper just now, calmed down because of these three words.

There was a faint sob in the air.

The two looked at each other closely, one with extreme patience, and the other with pear blossoms and rain.

"Then if you want to smoke, I can help you. Why do you want someone to help you? She helped you, staring at me, provoking me, laughing that I was kicked out by you, and you bullied me with her. face."

As he talked, the crying became louder again.

Too wronged.

I have never been so embarrassed in my life.

Jiang Yuhe frowned.

provocative? Stare at her?

For a moment, he knew who Wen Yu was talking about.

At this moment Wen Yu's drunkenness has entered a quiet statement period of mumbling.

"I won't shake it anymore."

"Even if you are in a relationship, it's not okay to get your consent first."

"Don't ignore me."

"Woo, it's so dark alone, I'm scared."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

The hard-core heart that has been piled up desperately these days is close to the edge of disintegration because of these seemingly true and false words.

The place where he pinched Wen Yu's wrist gradually became hot and hot to the touch.

The pulse seemed to merge with my own.

Jump faster and faster.

The throat rolled uncontrollably twice, Jiang Yuhe suddenly let go of her hand: "Wait until you wake up."

He forced himself to turn around and leave, but as soon as he opened the door, something hit his back suddenly.

Wen Yu hugged him from behind, "You are not allowed to go, no, no!"

Childlike willfulness.

Jiang Yuhe was hit by her and staggered two steps forward. He raised his head and heard a sound—

"Oh, it's almost three o'clock in the night. What are you two arguing about? Even if you quarrel and keep me from sleeping, I'm in my fifties and you can't—"

The twelfth aunt put on her coat just walked to Wen Yu's door, and she saw the young man and woman in the corridor at first glance.

Women's clothes are not neat, and men's clothes are also disorderly. Not to mention, they seem to have been bitten on their shoulders.

The twelfth aunt, who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of big scenes, was also shocked, but it was only a short two or three seconds before they immediately turned around and went downstairs.

As if nothing happened, never came.

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Behind him seemed to be stuck by a soft kitten.

The claws are tightly grasped, just don't let go.

Knowing that she is drunk, knowing that she should not, knowing that she must be restrained.

Knowing that maybe I just acted in this absurd and ridiculous role in wishful thinking.

There are so many knowingly,

But Jiang Yuhe still compromised.

It seems that he has been compromising since the day he met her.

Compromise her arrival, compromise her changes to herself, compromise all her requirements.

Wen Yu can't remember when he fell asleep, but what's different from the past is—

The pillow last night was so soft, warm and comfortable.

Let her close her eyes in peace and have a good night's dream.

After waking up the next day, Wen Yu opened his eyes, his brain was dull for a few seconds, and suddenly he sat up.

Look around.

Why are you at home?

Didn't she drink with You Xin at the bar?

How did she come back?

Where's You Xin?

Wen Yu hurriedly fumbled out his cell phone, nestled in the quilt and called You Xin: "Why am I at home? Did you send me back?"

You Xin: "I don't even know where you live."

"..." Wen Yu felt that he was cold, and touched his head again and again to calm down: "Don't tell me it's Jiang Yuhe."

"Who else is there except him." You Xin sighed, "Don't you remember?"

Wen Yu remembers a fart, she drank a piece yesterday, and didn't know what she had said or done.

"It's over, it's been a cold war for a few days, don't you think I'm still a drunken maniac and hate me even more?"

"Leave these aside first." You Xin said: "You did an earth-shattering thing last night, do you know it?"

Wen Yu began to panic, "I don't know... No, you Xin, I'm all stupid now, what did I do? I didn't kill and set fire."

Just said this, the twelfth aunt knocked on the door: "Little fish, Master told you to come down for breakfast."

Wen Yu answered and hung up quickly, "I'll contact you later."

Then he took a shower at the fastest speed, got rid of the alcohol, and rolled down the stairs without drying his hair.

Jiang Yuhe was already sitting at the dining table, his face was faint and he couldn't see any expressions.

Wen Yu walked over slowly, and sat down beside him: "...Brother early."

She was about to drop her head into her collarbone, she didn't dare to look up at him.

Unexpectedly, the man looked up at her: "Wake up?"

Wen Yu was stunned and hummed blankly.

"Then eat." Very brief communication.

But even just a few words is better than no communication a few days ago.

Wen Yu was a little bit happy, and slowly let go of his anxiety, and tried to review what happened last night while eating breakfast:

"Um, thank you brother for sending me back last night."

Jiang Yuhe took a sip of coffee and casually said, "Yeah."

Tangled for a moment, "I'm not drunk crazy, am I?"

"No." The man looked at her lightly, for a long while: "Just told me a word."

Wen Yu vaguely felt that he would not say anything good.

really.

"You tell me not to be proud."

"..."

"Say you leave today when you get up."

"..."

Wen Yu was dumbfounded.

How did she say such awesome words.

"No, brother...I—"

Wen Yu also wanted to explain a few words to himself, but Jiang Yuhe finished eating, wiped it carelessly, got up and walked to the door.

"I'm going to work, are you still going?"

"..."

Wen Yu didn't expect to drink a drink, but he was kicked out of the house.

But Fan Youxin gave her a few peanuts and that was not the case.

Forget it, Wen Yu built his heart in his heart.

In fact, this man had already planned this when he ignored him a few days ago.

Now I just used my mouth to speak too much.

Forget it, the twisted melon is not sweet, and the siblings who press their heads do not last long.

Wen Yu stood up and resigned: "Then I will go up and pack my things."

"No need." Jiang Yuhe's voice is still very weak: "Just take your bag with you."

"..."

Also, everything he had in this house was given by him, what kind of belt she brought.

"Yeah." Wen Yu nodded: "Well then."

She stood up, put on her bag and followed Jiang Yuhe out and got on the car.

"Then, are you going to send me to the train station or the bus station, or the subway station."

"Where do you want to go."

"Whatever..." Wen Yu suddenly felt sad, "I am the rootless duckweed falling in the wind. Where do you send me, I will stay there."

Jiang Yuhe turned around, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped.

"get off."

Wen Yu raised his head.

? ? ?

How is the office building of Yasheng Entertainment?

"brother-"

Before I asked the whole story, the man tidied up his neat suit and got out of the car to face her: "I was arguing about coming to work. I was absent from work for three or four days. Starting today, I will not be allowed to ask for leave for one day. What time did you get up."

"..."

Wen Yu slowed down for several seconds, and when he understood, Jiang Yuhe and the others had already entered the company's door.

She didn't care about the presence of so many people, and couldn't help the joy and excitement in her heart. She rushed to push the crowd away to Jiang Yuhe's side, gently took his arm, "Brother, you forgive me?"

Jiang Yuhe looked forward: "I said don't call my brother at the company, don't act like a baby with me."

But at this time, Wen Yu didn't care about this at all. She had never been so happy before, the kind of happiness that was filled with great joy in her heart, she really had never felt it.

The arm was pulled tighter, but the voice was lowered obediently: "I don't care, I will call, brother, brother, brother!"

Although Jiang Yuhe was walking, his face was always cold, but only he himself knew that the corners of his lips were quietly spreading open and relaxed.

During the few days that I didn’t meet,

His suffering is only better than Wen Yu.

Just stay by your side.

Even if it's just brother.

Maybe he can.