A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

In the lively and restless music, Wen Yu felt that the temperature around him dropped suddenly.

The coldness is very obvious, like tiny little molecules, slowly floating into the air and forming ice.

She paused, knowing that her sentence was affected by emotions, and she answered a little frivolously.

Obviously she did the wrong thing first, and other people came all the way and took the initiative to lower her head. She would use the word "chasing" proudly.

Do you really feel that I am infinitely attractive?

Wen Yu pursed his lips, moved his **** twice, and took the initiative to sit next to Jiang Yuhe. After holding back for a long time, he was aggrieved: "You ask me to play, and bring such a beautiful sister. Let her sit next to you. I don't I only say that when I am happy."

Jiang Yuhe looked at her, "Don't you want to see the handsome guy?"

"But you are the most handsome brother, so I have to be by your side to see more clearly."

As he said, Wen Yu moved his **** in again and blinked, "I'll just sit here."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

The irritability caused by that sentence was thus resolved by Wen Yu.

In fact, what she said was not wrong, but Jiang Yuhe still had difficulty admitting this fact.

He was deceived, but he still couldn't let go.

The music craze continues to soar, and Jiang Lingwei not far away is cheering with DJ on the dance floor. Wen Yu wanted to record a little video to post to Moments. Just picking up his phone, a handsome rock guy with a hip-hop braid walked in front of him.

"Hi Yuyu? It's really you, long time no see, have a drink?"

One of Y3’s DJs was probably passing by and happened to see Wen Yu.

Wen Yu used to be a Y3 veteran player. After all, this is the most famous nightclub in Jiangcheng, and it is also the back garden for the second generation of the rich.

It's not surprising that they know Wen Yu.

The cups are all in front of them, and there is no snobbery to treat them differently when they are bankrupt. Wen Yu can only smile awkwardly, "Okay."

She sat upright and had a drink with hip-hop braids.

"See you later, come and play often."

"Ok."

Wen Yu glanced at Jiang Yuhe after drinking and found that the man was looking at her lightly, the light and shadow were blurred, Wen Yu could not see the meaning in his eyes.

But it seems that there is not much response.

Commonly called-not jealous.

Although a little disappointed, Wen Yu is normal when he thinks about it. People have a large structure. There are too many social drinking in nightclubs and bars, and it doesn't mean anything at all.

Therefore, Jiang Yuhe did not ask, and Wen Yu did not take the initiative to explain.

Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, another man came.

This time it is a little cool guy with sunshine type, tall and handsome, with earrings, very trendy.

"Wen Yu? Damn, I haven't seen you for a long time, baby, when did you come back and become beautiful again! Alen they all miss you, do you have a drink in the past?"

It was embarrassing and I met a playmate who used to play together.

Although she had already lost her vest in front of Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu still worked hard to maintain her innocent sister's personality. Unexpectedly, when she came to a nightclub, her identity as a small player was also unknowingly exposed.

Wen Yu pulled her hair unnaturally, and was about to stand up to have a toast to deal with this person alone, but her arm was suddenly pulled down and sat back in her position again.

"She is not free." Jiang Yuhe looked at Brother Xiaoku lightly.

Wen Yu: "..."

Brother Xiaoku shrugged, as if he understood something, "ok."

But when he left, he exchanged a met look with Wen Yu.

When the people left, Jiang Yuhe turned his head, his eyes were as cold as water, with some mockery: "I can't tell, you are quite popular, baby."

The aggravated word "baby" is very yin and yang.

Wen Yu opened his mouth and whispered in a low voice: "It's just for fun among friends."

She remembered something. Looking at Jiang Lingwei who was dancing on the dance floor not far away, she immediately returned with a strange yin and yang: "You are not bad, this sister is in such a good body."

After a pause, it was a bit sour: "Is it the newcomer who is going to support."

Jiang Yuhe:?

Following her sight, she immediately understood something.

Jiang Yuhe suddenly wanted to laugh when he saw Wen Yu, who always felt confident and beautiful everywhere, felt that he was so beautiful and envious.

He tapped her forehead, "What are your eyes for."

Wen Yu hid back, frowning and said, "What's wrong with me."

As soon as they finished speaking, Jiang Lingwei and Li Bai returned.

"It's so hi, the DJ above is too good, don't you guys go and play?"

Seeing that the positions of Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu have changed, Jiang Lingwei's eyes swept between the two, and smiled: "What are you two whispering here, you are about to stick together."

Jiang Yuhe repeated blankly: "She said that you are in good shape and asked me if I plan to support you."

Wen Yu: "..."

Why did you say it!

Ahhhhhhhh!

Wen Yu was so embarrassed that he immediately picked up the wine glass and pretended to drink, but Jiang Lingwei laughed directly, and put her hand on Jiang Yuhe's shoulder, "Doesn't my sister think that Jiang always resembles me?"

Wen Yu was taken aback.

A bit like?

His thoughts were stuck for two seconds, and Wen Yu suddenly reacted to something.

Sister... Jiang Yuhyuk has an older sister!

Calculating the time, I should have returned from the United States some time ago.

Oh my God, what was she doing, she secretly ate the vinegar of other relatives and sisters all night.

Only then did Jiang Yuhe formally introduce:

"Jiang Lingwei."

"Wen Yu."

Wen Yu has dug out ten Y3 nightclubs with his feet. Fortunately, the nightclubs are dim, and she can't see her face that is about to flush to the back of her head.

Bite the scalp and say hello: "Hello, sister."

Jiang Lingwei pinned the name, "Wen Yu? Are you just Xiaoyu?"

Wen Yu: "Do you know me?"

After Jiang Lingwei returned to China, the twelfth aunt once mentioned some things about Wen Yu, but she was tight-lipped, she didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, only Jiang Yuhe picked up an amnesiad sister. After the two brothers and sisters have been in love for three months, My sister recovered her memory and went home.

Finally meeting the legendary "Miss Jiang San", Jiang Lingwei was very happy, and the more Wen Yu looked at it, the more she liked it, so she looked back for Jiang Yuhe's opinion:

"Since she is so destined, let's accept her as a god-sister. Grandma now especially wants to hug her great-grandson."

Wen Yu: "......?"

May I ask if there is any direct contact between Sister Shougan and great-grandson.

How can I not understand this wave of logic.

Obviously Jiang Yuhe didn't understand, "What does it have to do with her?"

Jiang Lingwei: "You don't want to find a girlfriend, and I don't want to get married. If the god-sister gets married and have children someday, grandma will also be considered to have a great-grandson indirectly."

Wen Yu: "..."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

It was quiet for a few seconds.

Jiang Yuhe took a sip of his wine and turned to look at Jiang Lingwei. He obviously pointed his chin to the dance floor with a bit of impatience: "Can you go and jump on your Di?"

Jiang Lingwei sighed, just when a new wave of strong music came, she didn't bother to say anything to Jiang Yuhe, pulling Li Bai to the dance floor again.

The deck was quiet again, probably because it was too embarrassing to insert the great-grandson, and no one spoke for a long time. Finally, Wen Yu laughed twice:

"Why don't you go to play with your sister? Isn't it boring to sit all the time?"

Jiang Yuhe's eyes fell, and he said in a hurry:

"not boring."

"I'm looking at you."

The sight and attention stayed on her all night.

How could he be bored.

Wen Yu didn't respond to this answer for a while, "Look at me?"

Thinking that he had put on makeup, Wen Yu immediately took out the small mirror from the bag, but he checked it several times and found no problems.

"why do you look at me?"

The eyes of the two met together, just as the chasing light passed by, Jiang Yuhe saw Wen Yu's eyes, the tail of his eyes was slightly upturned like a small hook, and a look hooked him, easily breaking the defense.

He smiled helplessly in his heart, after a sip, as if to answer himself: "Look at why you are so popular."

"..."

Wen Yu was vain in his heart, and couldn't tell whether Jiang Yuhe's words were affirmative or mocking.

During their delicate conversation, Jiang Lingwei had been hilarious for several rounds. When it was ten o'clock, she and Li Bai returned to the booth, and their long hair was already wet with thin sweat.

"Let's go, it's ten o'clock, and I have an appointment with the hotel spa."

Wen Qingyou's phone also called after pinching time:

"Are you gone, I'll wait for you at the door."

Wen Yu stood up with everyone: "Well, come out immediately."

To return to Beijing tomorrow, Jiang Yuhe hadn't planned to play too late.

But what he didn't expect was that Wen Qingyou would come to pick up Wen Yu.

At the entrance of the nightclub, Wen Qingyou's car was parked on the side of the road. I don't know if it happened, it happened to be in tandem with the commercial car that took Jiang Yuhe for the past two days.

Wen Qingyou saw Wen Yu coming out, and immediately got out of the car.

As the weather turned warmer, he had just returned from a friend’s tea, still wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but the rigorous white shirt that used to be casually opened his neckline tonight, and there was a bit of laziness under the night breeze.

Wen Qingyou saw Jiang Yuhe first, and proactively stretched out his hand: "Long time no see, President Jiang."

He still maintains a pending attitude towards this man, so the name is very formal.

Jiang Yuhe responded indifferently: "Long time no see."

Wen Yu and Jiang Lingwei walked behind. The two hit it off. Wen Yu pointed to Wen Qingyou's car and said, "Sister, I'm leaving first, and my brother is here to pick me up."

Jiang Lingwei drank a bit too much tonight, holding Wen Yu not letting go, "Your brother? Then get to know him, and discuss in advance to recognize his sister as a god-sister in the Jiang family."

Wen Yu: "..."

Jiang Lingwei walked towards the front and walked to Jiang Yuhe's side. She raised her head and was about to speak, but the words were stuck in her throat.

The wine also seemed to wake up more than half of the time.

Wen Yu thought that Jiang Lingwei was handsome by her brother's appearance, and stepped forward and introduced: "Sister, this is my brother, Song Qingyou, he and my mother have the last name."

Then he said to Wen Qingyou: "Brother, this is Sister Jiang, Miss Jiang's family, Jiang Lingwei."

Wen Qingyou's eyes flickered imperceptibly behind the lenses, and soon disappeared.

He stretched out his hand very naturally: "Hello, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Lingwei cleared her throat and shook it back, "Hi."

Jiang Yuhe didn't notice these subtle abnormalities. The only thing he cared about right now was that Wen Qingyou came, and he seemed to have no position to send Wen Yu home.

This brother seems to always like to **** Wen Yu away from him, last time, and this time again.

Jiang Yuhe hates to be controlled, and his possessiveness becomes even more troublesome. He directly overtakes Wen Yu and says:

"What about your contract."

The night breeze was slightly cool, and Wen Yu was stunned: "What contract?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow, how can I cooperate if your contract is not given to me."

"..."

I rely on that you didn't say it before and now you say it! ?

But Jiang Yuhe agreed to cooperate and Wen Yu was still very happy, "Then I will go to the company tomorrow to sort it out, and I will send it to your e-mail after finishing it?"

"No, you must see it today." Jiang Yuhe glanced at his watch and said forcefully: "I only give you two hours to write on my site."

"..."

Wen Yu was at a loss for a while, paused, and looked at Wen Qingyou, "Then I should write the contract?"

Unexpectedly, my brother did not object, "If Jiang always wants you to write the contract, you can write it, and I will accompany you there."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Lingwei with a profound meaning: "Anyway, Miss Jiang seems to have something to discuss with me?"

Jiang Lingwei: "..."

Jiang Lingwei was completely awake from the wine at this moment. Not only did she wake up, but she also remembered many unrestrained past events.

She was not very willing to expose her secrets in front of her younger brother and new sister. She coughed and took Wen Yu: "Then go quickly."

I don't know why, Wen Yu always feels that this group of people is suddenly weird.

But the cooperation can't stop. Since Jiang Yuhe has spoken, she must seize this opportunity.

The two cars drove one after the other towards the hotel where Jiang Yuhe was staying.

It was just a quarter of an hour after ten o'clock.

When he arrived at the hotel, Jiang Yuhe took Wen Yu directly back to his room.

"My computer is on the desk. Write it yourself."

"..."

To be honest, Wen Yu hasn't formally written a contract. She has seen a lot in Jiang Yuhe's office before, but in practice, she is not sure whether she can write it well.

But right now it's okay to bite the bullet.

Wen Yu turned on the computer and saw that Jiang Yuhe's page was full of various documents and contract materials, which made her dazzled.

But she didn't dare to be distracted, and quickly opened the document and wrote the contract.

As she wrote here, Jiang Yuhe seemed to have no such person in the room. He took off his coat in front of her, answered the phone, and went outside to smoke.

Good guys.

Wen Yu didn't expect that the first time in his life to write such a major contract was in the boss' hotel room.

While typing seriously on the keyboard, she occasionally glanced at the man standing on the balcony.

He had a cigarette between his fingers and he didn't know who he was talking to. The smoke was in the night, hazy outline of his jaw line, with an inexplicable coldness.

Wen Yu watched for a while, and Jiang Yuhe suddenly turned around.

The two looked at each other.

As if peeking at the small book in class and being discovered by the class teacher, Wen Yu immediately retracted his gaze with a guilty conscience, and sat upright again to write.

After a while, Jiang Yuhe came in after the call.

The carpet was very soft. He walked in almost without sound, but the aura on his body was enough to make Wen Yu's heart beat like a drum.

Walked behind Wen Yu and looked at the screen like the teacher was observing the students in the exam.

"Wrote this in half an hour?"

Wen Yu: "..."

Before Wen Yu could explain it to himself, Jiang Yuhe walked away again.

This time I poured a glass of water and sat on the sofa opposite Wen Yu, quietly looking at his own things.

The sound of Wen Yu's typing was quiet in the huge master suite.

After the meeting, Wen Yu still spoiled restlessly: "Brother, I want to drink water too."

I just drank in a nightclub, and now I am quiet, and somehow my throat becomes dry.

Jiang Yuhe glanced at her, got up again, poured a glass of water in front of Wen Yu.

By the way, I glanced at the screen again.

A few seconds later, he pressed his brow bone, a little helpless: "Is this what you wrote?"

Wen Yu shut up, knowing that what he wrote might be terrible, but still whispered: "The company has a legal department. I'm not learning this, I..."

"Get up." Jiang Yuhe interrupted her.

Wen Yu was taken aback, obediently stood aside.

Jiang Yuhe sat down and re-modified the place she had written: "As an investor, you don't need to do this with your own hands, but you must be able to do this."

Wen Yu stood next to Jiang Yuhe, watching him fluently type those professional jargons and various equity capital allocations, raising his lips inexplicably.

Men who work hard are the most attractive, and Jiang Yuhe, who works hard, takes that kind of ease to the extreme.

"I see." Wen Yu replied softly, with a bit of anger that he couldn't even notice.

Jiang Yuhe paused and looked back at her.

The corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and his cheeks are a little blushing on both sides for unknown reasons.

It's like being drunk.

No wonder the answer is so maddening.

As soon as she was about to withdraw her eyes, she discovered that her two calves were being lifted lightly in the dark. It should be because of the high heels and the tiredness of standing.

Jiang Yuhe felt that a certain string in his heart was broken again.

He sighed, and suddenly stretched out a hand to pull Wenyu's wrist, and with a slight tug, he sat down on his lap.

Then he wrapped her arms around her and said lightly: "Look carefully, I won't write for you next time."

Wen Yu: "..."

Sitting on the man's lap by surprise, and being circled by him in such a safe posture, Wen Yu's heart beat wildly, his eyes full of men's slender and powerful hands typing in front of him.

She could smell the tobacco scent that had just remained on his body, as well as the alcohol at night, mixed in her breath, and sent to Wen Yu's air little by little.

She breathed in again.

Wen Yu felt that his cheeks seemed to be hotter.

She sat honestly, and Jiang Yuhe's voice fell into her ear from time to time, explaining the details of the treaty.

But she didn't seem to hear a word.

All I can hear is my own heartbeat, and maybe his.

The evening breeze came in gently, and Wen Yu suddenly felt that such a moment was very good.

The IP he and Jiang Yuhyuk fancy together-"The Moment I Fall in Love with You"

Just like them now, under the warm orange light, so that they all remove their disguise, and the moment of sincerely relying on each other seems to be particularly cherished.

"Actually..." Wen Yu said softly, "On Valentine's Day, you asked me if anything is true."

Jiang Yuhe paused at his fingertips, and soon continued to type casually.

"Except for Shen Mingjia, every minute I face you is true."

After Wen Yu finished speaking, the silence in the room seemed to be amplified several times, and even the sound of breathing could smell the frequency.

She was a little nervous, and she didn't know why she had to say this. Perhaps it was such a night and such a scene, which made people more emotional and more willing to face the heart.

I don't know how long it has been before Jiang Yuhe calmly replied: "Really."

"Well," Wen Yu turned around and sat leaning on Jiang Yuhe's lap, looking at his eyes intently and said: "In those three months, Wen Yu may be embarrassed, but Xiaoyu is happy because of you. Satisfied all her fantasies about her brother."

The wind seems to have stopped flowing. At this moment, some broken things seem to be quietly restored invisibly.

"Little fish is happy?" After a long while, Jiang Yuhe smiled and mocked: "Can't bear the humiliation?"

"..." This stalk can't make it through, is it?

Wen Yu was a little depressed, "Could you not mention this, I was just angry at the time."

The air was silent for a moment.

"Yes." Jiang Yuhe sat upright, negotiating: "Give me a reason not to mention it."

Wen Yu pursed his lips, he wanted to speak but stopped, but he didn't know what else he thought of, and suddenly looked at Jiang Yuhe tightly and watched motionlessly.

It's as if something big is going to be done.

Jiang Yuhe looked a little uncomfortable by her, frowning and asked: "What are you doing."

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Yu kissed Jiang Yuhe’s lips lightly and quickly, then lowered his head and buzzed quietly——

"Can I take back those four words now."