A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Wen Qingyou took out a business card from his pocket after he finished speaking: "Fortunately meeting."

Wen Yu felt a little in his heart, and it was over.

My brother, this is completely tore off his half vest.

Jiang Yuhe didn't move.

His thoughts were still immersed in the three words "brother" Wen Qingyou said just now.

If it is true, this may be the most outrageous and absurd thing that I have misunderstood since I grew up.

He looked a little bit stunned, he paused, and still looked down calmly.

The business card was in English, and he quickly read the information.

SONGQINGYOU

The owner of an investment company on Wall Street.

After his parents divorced, Wen Qingyou and his mother changed their surnames to Song, so his name is Song Qingyou whether it is on his business card or in his own environment.

For a long time, Jiang Yuhe didn't speak.

He has been immersed in the business for many years, and he has long been able to hide all his emotions and anger.

But under the seemingly calm surface, countless emotions are floating in the dark.

brother?

Her brother?

how can that be.

but…

Why is this impossible.

After a long time, Jiang Yuhe seemed to recover from this shock and turned to verify Wen Yu.

He just looked at her, but didn't speak.

Wen Yu understood what he meant, and opened his lips—"I don't know."

Not to mention Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu himself felt that he was dreaming.

What magical plot, was forced to kiss last night, and was robbed this morning.

Have you asked her? Did she agree?

"She has amnesia. I don't remember that I am normal." Wen Qingyou knew Wen Yu was doing Tai Chi, but he helped her explain the problem.

Jiang Yuhe smiled, "Then how I believe you, you can say who you are."

Wen Qingyou took out his mobile phone, and then turned out some photos.

"If Mr. Jiang is not too troublesome, here are the photos of me and Xiaoyu when I was young, as well as the family of four with my parents. She can follow me in daily life such as college, graduation, and daily life."

There was a pause, "If it's not enough, I don't mind doing a DNA test with her to prove it."

Jiang Yuhe knew Wen Qingyou hadn't lied when he saw the first photo.

That was probably a photo of Wen Yu when he was five or six years old. Wen Qingyou was standing next to him, gently hugging her, and the two smiled intimately and happily.

In the photo, Wen Qingyou has a small mole under his eyes, and the man standing in front of him also has it in the same position.

Jiang Yuhe felt that something had collapsed.

"My younger sister returned to China more than two months ago to play, but suddenly there was no news. It took a long time for my family and I to find her before I heard from my friends that I had seen her in Beijing."

"I am very grateful to Mr. Jiang for taking care of her over the past two months. Now it is time for me to take her back to the United States."

After all, Wen Qingyou gave Wen Yu a look, "Is there anything to pack."

Wen Yu knew that Wen Qingyou was afraid of hesitating, so he specially came to his house to give him a good time.

But it was so sudden that she was not ready to leave at all.

She didn't want to go.

She glanced at Jiang Yuhe and tried to wait for a sentence to stay.

But the man didn't look at him, his eyes fell elsewhere, not knowing what he was thinking.

The whole living room was filled with a deep depression.

Wen Yu had rehearsed in her heart how she would look like when she left this home countless times, but when it came to this moment, she still found it so difficult.

The sharp knife did cut the mess, but the person who cut it down didn't feel good.

Wen Yu stood behind the sofa, looking at Jiang Yuhe, and squeezed the sofa fabric tightly in the dark, "Brother..."

Wen Qingyou interrupted her unclearly: "Dad misses you very much."

Wen Yu: "..."

This is the last letter of my brother.

If you don't obey, Wen Yi'an will know all this.

But the **** man didn't say a word.

Wen Yu was inexplicably angry.

Although knowing that he has no position at all, he is angry.

But Jiang Yuhe's indifference still made her sad.

"Okay." She walked to Jiang Yuhe with a handbag in a puff: "Then I'm leaving."

She has nothing to pack. Everything in this house belongs to Jiang Yuhe, and she is not qualified to take it away.

Jiang Yuhe finally raised his eyes to look at her.

Although there are countless reasons to want to keep people at this moment, Wen Qingyou's own brother is enough to destroy all his illusions.

In what capacity did he keep people behind?

Just like that mobile phone.

The secret that he tried so hard to hide in the dark was eventually swallowed ruthlessly.

The appearance of Wen Qingyou is the biggest backlash.

He said Wen Yu returned to China more than two months ago.

And Wen Yu's circle of friends also wrote that he was going to meet his boyfriend from another place.

Everything fits together.

Jiang Yuhe arrogantly controls the destiny of countless people, but at this moment he deeply feels the kind of powerlessness that even he can do nothing.

He got up and left without looking at Wen Yu again.

Stopped after walking a few steps, turned his back to them and said lightly:

"Hurry up if you want to go."

Wen Yu: "..."

Wen Qingyou smiled and responded: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for returning my sister to me."

This is gratitude, but it is also clear and suggestive.

Wen Yu is his sister, she doesn't belong here, she doesn't belong to him.

The story of the past few months can be over.

In the future, everyone will go their own way, and there will be no more ties.

Wen Qingyou gently took Wen Yu's hand and walked out the door.

Step by step, like a spring of unknown length, Wen Yu was forcibly pulled, turning back from time to time to look at the distance between Jiang Yuhe and Jiang Yuhe.

He didn't look back in the end.

The door closed gently, and the house suddenly became quiet.

After witnessing this sudden separation with his own eyes, even the twelfth aunt, who has always been very characterful, couldn't recover.

She looked at the door, and then at the young master who hadn't moved for a long time.

"Don't you keep it?"

stay?

How to stay.

Why stay.

The boss of a perpetrator, what position does he have to stay.

No one else knew that Jiang Yuhe had left her despicably once.

And now this time, perhaps it was God's punishment for his selfishness.

Jiang Yuhe didn't speak any more and went upstairs alone.

Over there, Wen Yu followed Wen Qingyou back to the Riverside Hotel.

Wen Qingyou opened her a separate room and said:

"I booked a flight back to Jiangcheng tomorrow afternoon. Let's go back to see Dad, and then you and me back to the United States. Whether you want to relax or develop there, you can start a new life as soon as possible."

Wen Qingyou said many things without getting a response, so he turned to look at it.

Wen Yu sat on the edge of the bed, not listening to him at all.

Wen Qingyou saw her uncertainty, and comforted: "It's good to end this way. He won't know everything you lied to him, and you can retreat with your whole body. It is the best ending for both of you."

Wen Yu didn't speak, just tapped the phone screen from time to time.

Since she left Jiang’s house, Jiang Yuhe has not sent a message.

Who is really not reluctant to leave at all?

Wen Yu didn't know why he had such expectations, but he felt a little irritated when he thought that the last thing he saw in the Jiang family was his back.

She asked Wen Qingyou, "What time is the plane tomorrow?"

Wen Qingyou: "Four o'clock in the afternoon."

Wen Yu stood up and walked back and forth in the room several times, but couldn't calm down.

She stopped and looked at Wen Qingyou: "I seem to have forgotten that the things are at Jiang's house. I'll go back and get them."

"what."

"A bottle of perfume."

"When I go back, I will buy you whatever brand of perfume you want, so there is no need to take a trip."

Wen Yu bit her lip, and remembered something, "There is also a pair of cufflinks, which I was going to give to Shen Mingjia before, I—"

"Yuyu." Wen Qingyou interrupted her and sighed again, "It's over, okay?"

"..."

"Don't think about going back anymore. My brother has already done this ugly person to pull you out. Are we looking forward to the future?"

Wen Yu paused: "But I didn't want you to do this."

She lowered her head: "I never thought about leaving. You are deciding for me. You think this is the best result, not me."

Wen Yu's mind Wen Qingyou can see clearly.

After all, after living together for so long, the man Jiang Yuhe definitely has enough charm to make his sister have different emotions for him.

When he likes it, he likes it, but what if he knew that Wen Yu's purpose of approaching him from the beginning was just to use it?

Wen Qingyou doesn't want Wen Yu to suffer any harm, even if he is misunderstood now, it doesn't matter.

The two brothers and sisters were silent for a while.

Wen Yu was still persistently pressing the screen for a while, and Wen Qingyou saw that her screensaver was a photo of her with Jiang Yuhe, with an intimate love sticker on it.

This photo further proved Wen Qingyou’s guesses. He glanced at Wen Yu and tentatively said: "This phone is too cheap. When I return to Jiangcheng, I will help you buy another one."

He said that he lost his phone, "Don't miss everything here, just lose it all."

But when the phone fell into the trash can with a clatter, Wen Yu hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the phone, and his emotions were also difficult to control:

"I have been brought out by you, what do you want from me?"

She wiped the dust on the phone,

"Do you know where this phone comes from?"

"I was in a car accident. Where were you when you were penniless in this city?"

"Where were you when I was ridiculed by the scumbag and Xiaosan in person?"

"You leave as you say, come back when you come back, come back to break my life forcefully, and throw away all these things that make me nostalgic?!"

Wen Qingyou was speechless for a while, and then sighed softly: "Yuyu, are you just a mobile phone?"

Wen Yu: "..."

On the first night Wen Yu left, although Jiang Yuhe wanted to get used to a home without her, he could not accept this reality so quickly either rationally or emotionally.

He invited Qi Xu out to drink.

I used to be a group of people in the clubhouse, but today I just found a quiet little bar.

There is no expensive wine, no noisy environment, only folk singers singing emotional songs on stage, the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

"Did the little tail come out?" Qi Xu asked as soon as he sat down.

Jiang Yuhe sipped the homemade cocktail in the store, "Let's go."

"?" Qi Xu paused for a while, "Where are we going?"

"Her own home."

Only then did Qi Xu see the rare lightness on Jiang Yuhe's face.

Although he often kept his face cold in the past, at least you can feel his indifference and impatience.

But not now.

His expression was completely indifferent to the five senses and six senses.

Qi Xu realized that something was wrong, "She has recovered her memory?"

"No." Jiang Yuhe finished sulking the crimson wine. "Her brother came and took the person away."

"..."

I don't know if the intensity of this cocktail can soothe his mood at the moment, Jiang Yuhe turned around and asked the waiter for another one.

"What is the name of this glass of wine."

Waiter: "Yesterday delusion."

"..."

What a delusion yesterday, you really know how to name it.

Drinking a glass of wine can be connoted, Jiang Yuhe smiled suddenly and shook his head.

Why didn't Qi Xu immediately make up another knife: "She just left? Shouldn't it, how can I say that I have lived with you for a few months without nostalgia?"

This question is a good question.

Jiang Yuhe also wanted to know why.

When Wen Yu left, he seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He couldn't wait, and didn't look back at all.

Let alone nostalgia, I haven't sent a message back until now.

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "I have been raising it for more than two months."

Qi Xu was silent for a moment, still feeling that Wen Yu was not such a person.

"I think it's because you did something that made people afraid to stay."

Compared to Wen Yu who just left without conscience, Qi Xu doubted whether Jiang Yuhe, the beast, did something excessive that scared them away.

Jiang Yuhe was startled for two seconds: "Me?"

Qi Xu is merciless: "It's you, you are not a good thing, please reflect on yourself first."

After being reminded by Qi Xu, Jiang Yuhe suddenly remembered what he did to Wen Yu last night.

There was panic, panic, consternation, and anxiety in her eyes at the time.

It looked like a deer who was eager to escape after being attacked by a beast.

and so.

Did your impulse scare her away?

Jiang Yuhe rubbed his brow bones helplessly, "How did I know that her brother was here today."

This answer seemed to admit Qi Xu's guess, and he suddenly became interested: "So what happened to you?"

Jiang Yuhe and Qi Xu have been friends for more than ten years, and they have almost grown up together since they were young. Therefore, after hesitating for a few seconds, Jiang Yuhe told Qi Xu that he couldn't hold back and kissed Wen Yu.

Qi Xu was silent for a while, "Fortunately, my brother is here."

"..."

"But." Qi Xu paused for a few seconds and said again, "I have done this before, and I can understand it."

I thought it was because of my good brothers and fate, but Qi Xu slowly took a sip of wine before suddenly turning around again: "But I coaxed back."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

You can **** go.

I told you to show it to me?

Qi Xu was just a joke. When he saw his poor complexion, he finally comforted him seriously: "I'm just brother, not a boyfriend. If you can't let go, go and chase it back. I have to teach you about this?"

There is indeed no need for Qi Xu to teach, but—

"She lives in the United States," Jiang Yuhe said flatly, "and I came back to see her boyfriend before."

"..."

There is no way to twist it.

Knowing that the brother’s fate is hopeless to recover, Qi Xu changed the subject without a trace, “This singer on the stage sings well. If you listen to it, you can consider signing it for development.”

Jiang Yuhe tilted his head gently.

On the stage, a man holding a microphone sang affectionately—

"I should be under the car, not in the car."

"See how sweet you are..."

"He must love you very much and compare me to it."

"It only took a minute to break up..."

? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Jiang Yuhe decided that he would never step into this bar again.

The whole night seemed to pass very quickly.

The next day, Wen Yu woke up and opened his eyes, but the crystal lamp he was accustomed to had turned into a cold and unfamiliar white ceiling lamp.

She reacted for a moment before she gradually remembered that she was sleeping on the hotel bed.

She has left the Jiang family, the family where people urge her to get up every day, cook for her, and clamor to raise her white and tender.

This feeling is melancholy and depressed.

She began to fantasize about her life after she went to the United States, where she could continue to go to school or work in her brother's company, and she would know more people, people of different colors.

But no matter how brilliant I think about the future, I still can't fill the emptiness in my heart.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the airport.

After taking the boarding pass and going through the security check, Wen Yu looked indifferent and started to bid farewell to the city step by step.

In the VIP lounge, Wen Yu sat quietly waiting for the flight.

She looked at the ticket in her hand, as if time had gone back a few months ago, when she set out to Beijing to get cufflinks for Shen Mingjia.

At that time, she was still immersed in the joy of meeting the scum man in another place for half a year, and she didn't know that her destiny would be so earth-shaking one day later.

Now Wen Qingyou seems to have brought her back to the right track of life, but is it really the most correct way?

Wen Yu still looked at the phone after a while, but after so long, Jiang Yuhe still didn't send her a word.

I don't know if I am angry or disappointed.

She walked so decisively.

The plane took off and landed outside the window, some people came here with joy, some people left here with hope, everyone's fate is different.

Wen Yu opened WeChat and took a picture of the plane taking off and sent it to Moments.

This is already obvious, I am at the airport.

it's time to go.

I gotta go…

Don't you really keep me for a while :)

I really can’t leave a message to express my blessings. In other words, I have been a plastic brother and sister for almost three months.

This circle of friends is only visible to Jiang Yuhe.

Wen Yu waited for the man's reply after sending it out.

It can be one minute, two minutes, five minutes, half an hour...

There was no movement at all.

Wen Yu was a little depressed.

This kind of conversation that has never received a response made her gradually become anxious and began to walk around in the VIP terminal.

Wen Qingyou knew that she still had thoughts in her heart, so she didn't bother to care about her.

Until this person suddenly sat next to him and looked at him with his chest folded: "Are you really my brother?"

Wen Qingyou:?

"I just left with you. What if you are a human trafficker and become my brother and want to traffic me abroad."

Wen Qingyou:? ? ?

You don’t have to make up such a story if you want to go back.

The more Wen Yu thought about it, the more reasonable he seemed, and he was about to run away with a small bag, "I think I still need to be cautious, or let's make an appointment to do the DNA and then leave."

Just a few steps away, Wen Qingyou stopped her: "Wen Yu."

The voice was a little harsh.

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, stopped there, lowered his head sullenly, and turned around dullly after a long time: "But I really don't want to go."

"Then he didn't leave you, didn't he." Wen Qingyou followed this sentence immediately.

"..." The knife was pierced deeply and accurately.

Wen Yu had no reason, bowed his head and returned to his seat.

Looked out the window dreamily, yeah, he never kept himself.

Forget it, the retribution of the liar.

Wen Yu finally clicked to open the circle of friends, and found that there was still no reply, and deleted the post.

My mood is quite complicated now.

Obviously, I wanted to touch others, but now I want others to give her a little response.

Wen Yu was a little sad.

If the world of her and Jiang Yuhe didn't merge in that way at the beginning, she might not have so much hesitation now, and she couldn't say anything.

"Brother, have you done anything you regret?" Wen Yu suddenly asked Wen Qingyou.

regret?

Wen Qingyou's eyes paused slightly, and he was startled for a few seconds, and his thoughts were slowly drawn away.

A few months ago, he met a woman while on business in Miami. Under the feasting and feasting, the game of adult men and women started naturally.

Later, when she left, he wanted his business card, but he only gave her a kiss and said lightly about takecare.

The woman smiled and said the same thing, and didn't bother.

The lives of each other briefly crossed for a few days, and then they separated altogether.

There is no sluggishness.

Wen Qingyou thought that he only had physical pleasure for her, but he waited for countless tossing and turning nights after returning to New York to discover that at first he was willing to sink into her, and he was already in love at first sight.

"What about regret?" Wen Qingyou gently helped his glasses and said with a faint emotion, "life won't let you go back and choose again, so we have to cherish the present."

With a beep, Wen Yu's cell phone rang suddenly.

She was blindfolded for a few seconds, watching "You have received a new message" displayed on the screen, and her heartbeat became faster.

Certainly thought it would be the news from Jiang Yuhe, but when she opened it hopefully—

It turned out to be Shen Mingjia.

[Hello baby fish, what have you been up to these days? Why ignore me? 】

…Wen Yu wanted to get into the screen and hammer this **** to death.

Disgusting people always come out at inappropriate times.

Bai was happy for a while, and Wen Yu's mood was even lower.

She could feel a certain desire in her heart, and the more intense and eager the desire, the more disappointed and sad she saw Shen Mingjia's WeChat at this moment.

At this time, Shen Mingjia issued:

[Why don’t you have a picture of your brother in your circle of friends? 】

[Little fish baby, when will I take a video of Mr. Jiang at home? He has always been my idol. 】

The scum man said nicely, but he was actually suspicious of Wen Yu.

Because Wen Yu's circle of friends hardly posted anything, empty, indeed unlike the sister of an entertainment consortium.

But it was such a disgusting WeChat account that inexplicably made all the blocked outlets in Wen Yu's heart a gap.

Suddenly she sat upright, as if reminding herself—

What to go for? You don't abuse Shen Mingjia anymore?

Look, he starts to doubt you now, and he wants a video, how can you go?

Remember how he mocked you? Remember how he deceived you?

Stand up! Must get out now! Back! go with!

Even though he knew that this gap was forcibly opened by himself, once the thought began to sprout in his heart, it overwhelmed everything.

Most importantly, at this moment she finally knows—

Is it the mobile phone or the person that I am nostalgic for?

The broadcast started at this time to inform boarding.

"Life does not give us the opportunity to go back and choose." Wen Yu stood up: "So now I want to go forward and not look back."

At four o'clock, the flight from Beijing to Jiangcheng took off on time.

Wen Yu stood at the gate of the airport with his only handbag, and looked up at the sky.

An airplane flew away overhead, passing through the white clouds, slowly crawling into the clouds and disappearing.

Wen Qingyou's serious warning echoed in her ear:

"You think about it, everyone is responsible for the decisions they make."

Wen Yu certainly understands this truth—

"You said it, live in the moment."

Wen Yu's present is everything related to Jiang Yuhe.

Even if she wants to leave in the future, she hopes she can tell him frankly, instead of leaving selfishly like now.

The moment when she tore off the ticket was perhaps the most memorable and profound decision in her life.

People came and went at the airport exit, but Wen Yu felt very relaxed. Instead of taking a taxi right away, she walked slowly along the roadside.

There was still no news from the mobile phone. After all, Jiang Yuhe, an indifferent man, did not send himself a blessing.

When I go back later, I must scold him harshly.

Just thinking of such a picture, the corners of Wen Yu's lips have already turned up unconsciously.

Walking to the end of the airport driveway, Wen Yu found a temporary taxi spot, waited for a minute before getting a taxi.

The taxi drove in front of him, Wen Yu opened the door and just about to get in, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar black car parked across the road.

She paused slightly, and her newly bent body stood up straight again.

She looked at the opposite car from a distance.

The window of the car was open, and the man bent his arm on the edge of the window, staring lightly into the distance.

He didn't seem to have a specific direction, and his indifferent edges and corners couldn't reveal any emotions, so he looked thoughtfully.

Wen Yu didn't know when he came, how long he was there, and how long he planned to stay.

Everything around seemed to stop suddenly.

There are only two people in the whole world: himself and him.

Wen Yu watched for a few seconds, suddenly wanted to laugh, and was very moved.

Everything is silent, and at last he still has a little conscience, worthy of the ticket he tore off.

…

"I can't make it, I'm queuing behind!" The driver suddenly urged with his horn.

Wen Yu regained consciousness and hurriedly closed the car door to apologize, "I'm sorry, I won't be up."

She pressed the joyful ups and downs in her heart, and slowly walked towards him.

Get closer and closer until you stop.

Knocked the car window lightly.

At this moment, the wind became particularly gentle.

"Is this brother waiting for me?"