A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

The woman's voice was light and fluttering, with a hint of ridicule.

Jiang Yuhe knew who the voice was without even looking at it. He frowned, thinking that he wanted to enter the hallucinations of God. But when he tilted his head slightly and really saw the slim figure standing in front of him—

He was startled.

It took a few seconds.

Wen Yu leaned on the car window and looked at him with a smile: "Why, are you waiting for another sister?"

After that, he turned around to leave, "Then I won't disturb you."

Jiang Yuhe only then got out of the car and grabbed the person, and asked in a dull voice, "Didn't you leave."

Wen Yu looked at him: "I'm afraid that you will be alone like this forever."

After speaking, I felt that the words were wrong, and immediately shook his head, "I mean, I am afraid that you will become bored at home alone, so I will show kindness and come back to accompany you. Many months."

Jiang Yuhe actually didn't care why she didn't leave, because when Wen Yu stood here, his heart that had been squeezed for a day and night finally beats normally.

Those lost five senses and six senses also instantly returned to their original positions.

As if the baby that had been looted is back in his hands, Jiang Yuhe raised his hand several times to hug Wen Yu, but the impulsive thought only started, and he was suppressed by Qi Xu's words last night.

He has scared her once, and can't have a second time.

Restraint.

Not easy.

So he put away all his emotions, and only rubbed Wen Yu's head: "You still have a conscience."

This action that didn't feel strange before now makes Wen Yu's face slightly hot, and he unnaturally pushes away his hand: "Of course, do you think you are as unconscionable as you, and you don't send me a message."

This tone sounded inexplicably irritating with a bit of blame.

Jiang Yuhe pulled his lips lightly and opened the car door: "Get in the car."

On the way back, the two were already chatting with brand-new identities.

"How did Song Qingyou agree to your return." Jiang Yuhe asked.

Wen Yu didn't care: "What is there to disagree with? My feet are on my body. I will come back if I want to."

"But your relatives are in America."

"..."

With a slight smile, Wen Yu thought of his mother who hadn't seen him for many years.

After a moment of silence, she looked out the window and muttered: "Actually, it's not very familiar."

This is why Wen Yu didn’t want to follow Wen Qingyou. She grew up in China and got used to everything here. When she went to the United States, she didn’t want to say whether she was separated from her mother whom she hadn’t seen for many years. She didn’t want to leave her father alone in the country. .

After Wen Yu finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have missed his words. Just as he was about to explain, Jiang Yuhe nodded:

"You have amnesia now, forget them, feel unfamiliar or not close to it is normal, wait until you remember."

"..." You can really help me explain.

After a while, Jiang Yuhe asked again: "Then what is your name Song?"

"What?" Wen Yu was taken aback, but didn't react.

Wen Qingyou deliberately used his American business card at the beginning, in fact, he wanted to erase all Wen Yu's information, so that Jiang Yuhe believed that she was a person who had a car accident when she was living in the United States while traveling back to China.

So Jiang Yuhe took it for granted that Wen Yu should be named Song.

"What is your name Song?" Jiang Yuhe asked again.

Wen Yu had just been at the airport with passion just thinking about coming back. When the eager emotion faded, she realized that she had never thought about how to clean up the status quo of this place after returning.

Jiang Yuhe asked twice in a row. She didn't have time to think about it, so she could only bite the bullet and reply first: "Song Yu."

The current situation is very embarrassing.

The vest fell in half.

The relationship between brother and sister was picked out by Wen Qingyou, and the story of amnesia continued.

It’s not impossible to continue the performance, but when I think of the fierce expectations at the airport just now, the guilt of condemned conscience, the feeling of not wanting to be a scumbag—

Wen Yu closed her eyes, stubbornly, impulsively trying to confess his surname Wen.

"Brother, my name is actually..."

Jiang Yuhe's cell phone rang untimely.

He is connected to the car Bluetooth speaker, and the content of the call is clearly transmitted from the speaker after answering.

"Mr. Jiang, Li Man went crazy in the production crew of the legal system and smashed an actress in the head. Now the matter is still under pressure, the other party wants to call the police."

Jiang Yuhe frowned: "Am I a policeman?"

"No, I just want to ask if we want—"

"I said that this person's affairs shouldn't be preceded by a word in front of me. Are you incomprehensible or do you want to do it?"

Jiang Yuhe hung up the phone impatiently.

Then turned around and asked Wen Yu: "What's wrong with your name."

Wen Yu swallowed, "...no, nothing."

Although he had seen how Jiang Yuhe treated Li Man who tried to use him before, now seeing the disgust and indifference towards that woman in his eyes, Wen Yu still flinched.

Jiang Yuhe didn't notice her abnormality, "Song Yu? What yu?"

Wen Yu answered cautiously, "The female character plus a gift for giving."

"That means you have a memory of the past in your subconscious mind." Jiang Yuhe said, "Otherwise, you can use words with the same pronunciation when you choose a name."

Wen Yu sweated out his palms: "...Well, maybe."

At first, Wen Yu thought Jiang Yuhe would ask her many questions, but he didn't expect that he would just ask a name along the way.

He didn't seem interested in other things, and didn't want to know.

It was like having a wonderful dream. One day later, Wen Yu returned to this home.

The moment she walked in, the twelfth aunt was stunned when she saw her, and then winked at Jiang Yuhe with a gratifying expression, with a proud expression of [our young master is promising and finally chasing people back].

The twelfth aunt came and held Wen Yu's hand affectionately: "Don't leave like this next time. I didn't sleep well all night."

Wen Yu was very touched, but she did not expect the twelfth aunt to have such a deep affection for him. Just about to say a few words of gratitude, the twelfth aunt said in pain:

"It was mainly caused by the young master. He sat in the living room and watched "Yellow Life and Death Love" overnight."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Wen Yu: "..."

Good guy, Wen Yu thinks that the twelfth aunt should talk about cross talk. No one can keep up with this frustration.

"Yellow Life and Death" is the dog-blood TV series that the twelve aunt watched that day when the two brothers and sisters fell in love.

It's so embarrassing to mention this juncture now.

However, the twelfth aunt's astonishing words will only be late, not absent.

Feeling happy, she continued to ask: "Master, did you see the end yesterday, did the two brothers and sisters be together for the last time."

Wen Yu began to think whether this aunt was deliberately connoting her and Jiang Yuhe.

She lowered her head and stroked a few hairs around her ear awkwardly. Jiang Yuhe's expression was not very natural, but she cleared her throat twice and said coldly:

"Can you say something useful when you are old?"

Twelfth aunt: "...?

The two went back upstairs.

The normal relationship and atmosphere all the way have become subtle and ambiguous because of the twelve aunt's operation.

In fact, at this time, both Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu knew in their hearts that they weren't real brothers and sisters, they were just constrained in a habitual brother-sister relationship.

But for a while, Wen Yu did not accept this change in identity and emotion.

She is still in a dazed and not so sure state of the two-way relationship between herself and Jiang Yuhe and Jiang Yuhe and her.

After all, Jiang Yuhe didn't say anything, and his thoughts began to sprout.

Walking to the door of the room, Wen Yu stopped.

Both of them seemed to have something to say, but they both hesitated whether it was the best time to speak.

So I stood for a few seconds at the end—

"I will rest for a while."

"You take a break first."

…

The day and night were too ups and downs, and I lay back on a familiar bed. Although I found the inner peace of mind, Wen Yu also knew very well that the original script would no longer work here.

A fan of the authorities, in order not to allow himself to make a wrong judgment, Wen Yu called You Xin:

"Are you free now?" She put the back of her hand on her forehead, a little helpless, "Sister, I'm in trouble and need your help."

You Xin was assigned a job soon after signing with Yasheng, and now she has a cameo role in a play. The role is not very heavy. When Wen Yu called, she happened to be waiting for a break.

"What's wrong, what's going on, Jiang Yuhe knows you are pretending to have amnesia?"

Wen Yu shook his head and was silent for a while, "My current situation is too complicated, and I dare not act like this in TV series."

You Xin's costume is thick and hot. She took a few sips with a drink: "It sounds like it's true, I don't believe it."

Wen Yu was silent, one by one:

"My brother is back from America."

"Jiang Yuhe found out that I was meeting with him. It was still in the hotel room."

"Just took me home and closed the small dark room, and then—"

She looked unlovable: "Kiss me."

On the other side of the phone, You Xin took a sip of water and stopped.

After a pause for two seconds, all of them came out.

Good guy, it turns out that one of my friends that day was really Wen Yu himself.

She wiped her mouth, "Excitement, what's wrong with him? You say it again, I'm afraid I have a problem with my ears."

Wen Yu buried his head: "Stop talking, I always felt like I was acting in an **** ethics drama."

You Xin was shocked briefly for a few seconds and then quickly transformed into a state of eating melons.

"And then." She supported her chin with relish: "Don't worry, I have received professional training, and I can stand it no matter how exciting it is. The more detailed you are, the better."

Wen Yu raised his head and wanted to continue, but he suddenly reflected something from You Xin's slightly wretched tone, frowning and shouting:

"No then! Nothing you think!"

For some reason, You Xin just wanted to laugh when he heard Wen Yu playing a car rollover.

"Good, good, no."

Sooner or later, there must be.

She sat upright seriously: "Then what do you want to do now."

"I haven't finished yet," Wen Yu took Wen Qingyou to Jiang Yuhe's house and took her away. He couldn't help but told You Xin about running back, and then sighed: "I just didn't want to go back to Jiangcheng anyway. And want to come back."

You Xin: "Are you not reconciled not to kill Shen Mingjia?"

Wen Yu thought seriously for a few seconds, "No."

With just such a denial, You Xin understood Wen Yu's thoughts.

In fact, she had seen the clues a long time ago, but Wen Yu couldn't detect it at that time, and bystanders had already seen it clearly.

The two were silent for a while, and Wen Yu suddenly asked: "Do you think that if I confess to him now, how likely is it that I will be forgiven."

You Xin shook his head: "I don't know."

This really does not give an answer.

Jiang Yuhe is such a proud person who holds countless powers. The entire entertainment industry, regardless of men and women, tried their best to please him. The person who posted on him was deceived by Wen Yu's ulterior motives for so long.

It is difficult for one to estimate the consequences.

Wen Yu also lowered his head in silence, thinking about this issue seriously.

"Or," You Xin suggested, "You can speak when he is in a good mood or on a holiday, and you may be able to disperse some firepower."

festival?

Wen Yu thought for a while, "But the recent festival is either Women's Day or Ching Ming Festival. Do you want me to add fuel to the fire?"

You Xin sighed, "Isn't there a Valentine's Day that is coming soon."

He said and blinked unclearly, "When you act like a spoiled man, you will say that you are just getting dazzled by the scumbag. If you don’t, you will learn from him and kiss him back. If the overlord bows hard, I won’t believe him. I can be angry with you for more than 24 hours."

You Xin was right, but Wen Yu blushed on the bed.

She hadn't celebrated Valentine's Day, so she made up that picture, but she was embarrassed.

"But the relationship between the two of us is still unclear, so I will invite him for Valentine's Day, is it a bit unreserved?"

You Xin's indifferent face: "Is it important to be reserved now or to be forgiven?"

That's true.

Wen Yu finally found a little direction in a thick cloud of no clue, and was determined, "Then I will brew it first. It's the number three today, it's only ten days."

You Xin nodded and suddenly remembered something, and quietly lowered her voice: "By the way, the little Sanfangying of Shen Mingjia you mentioned earlier has been filming in the group next door to me these past two days."

Wen Yu was taken aback: "Really?"

Last time she squatted in the hotel without catching them, this time she squatted until she was in the studio.

Wen Yu intuitively felt that this should be an opportunity to take advantage of, but after a second thought in her heart, she scratched her hair again, "Forget it, I will solve the most troublesome thing now."

But after a pause, she still told You Xin: "If you have the opportunity to hook up with her for me, hook up first, and I will always be useful."

"Row."

When the conversation was almost over, the twelfth aunt came and knocked on the door to let Wen Yu go down for dinner.

I don't know if it was to celebrate Wen Yu's return. This dinner was extraordinarily rich. Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe also took their seats and dine as usual.

Everyone's faces were calm, as if nothing happened in the previous few days, this was just the most ordinary day for the brothers and sisters.

Until the end of dinner.

Wen Yu returned upstairs, Jiang Yuhe stopped her before she entered the door.

"Fish fish."

Wen Yu turned around and saw the man slowly walking towards her, with some different emotions in his eyes.

It seems that this time I really have something to say.

Inexplicably, Wen Yu felt his face start to burn again.

But she couldn't control the spread of heat.

She stepped back into the room silently, leaning behind the door, trying to hide the blush of her cheek in the darkness.

Of course Jiang Yuhe noticed this detail of her, thinking that his behavior that night had left her with some bad memories, so he stopped moving forward.

In fact, he is also seeking a new way to get along with Wen Yu.

From Wen Yu's attitude towards her relatives in the United States, it can be roughly heard that Wen Yu's return may be due to her habit and dependence that she has been living in Jiang's family after losing her memory.

She didn't want to face the unfamiliar past, which was already Jiang Yuhe's advantage.

Therefore, he didn't ask about the boyfriend at all. It didn't matter whether Wen Yu was informed by Wen Qingyou of his existence.

Since she is back.

This time it must be his own.

The two kept a distance.

"I want to tell you." Jiang Yuhe said lightly, "There are some things if you can't accept them temporarily,"

"You can still treat me as your brother first."

Wen Yu reacted for two seconds before blinking, "What kind of brother?"

She wanted to knock herself out as soon as she spoke.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh, what are you asking about mentally retarded questions!

Don't go back to me Don't go back to me, just pretend that you haven't heard anything.

Wen Yu immediately wanted to say something else to cover up the past, but Jiang Yuhe simply returned to her:

"Either way."