A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

All the madness of adult men and women came to an abrupt end after Jiang Yuhe's calm and indifferent words.

It was as if a large basin of ice water was poured into a raging fire, and all enthusiasm was extinguished in a flash. Not to mention, the parties were shocked by the chemical reaction of the collision of ice and fire.

Four pairs of eyes stared at each other, and the living room fell into a dead silence for an instant.

Wen Qingyou and Jiang Lingwei are unfortunate, they were bumped into when they were happy in their lives.

But they were fortunate. At least when they were bumped into each other, they couldn't help but stay in love with each other.

No further.

The two men firmly grasped the last bit of the bottom line with their super high character.

The passion faded, Jiang Lingwei hurriedly sorted out her messy clothes, and Wen Qingyou calmly buttoned on the shirt that had fallen to her waist.

Jiang Yuhe walked over with a cold face, pulled Jiang Lingwei behind him, and pointed at the sofa to Wen Qingyou:

"Sit down and talk?"

Wen Qingyou gently helped his glasses, "What are you talking about?"

Isn't this obvious?

Need to say it again?

Jiang Yuhe lightly looked at Wen Qingyou: "Don't you have anything to explain?"

Although Jiang Lingwei is an older sister, in the Jiang family, Jiang Yuhe's younger brother is even stronger.

Therefore, the attitude at the moment is not so friendly.

Wen Qingyou stroked his neckline and replied, "Didn't you see it all."

The two men were obviously stabbed in their words, and neither had a good tone.

Jiang Lingwei was afraid of quarreling, and took the initiative to explain: "Yuhe, we met very early, not what you think."

"I have no time to think about you." Jiang Yuhe paused for a few seconds and said, "I am not interested in knowing when you met and when you went to bed, but Wen Yu is obviously not suitable to live with you again."

There was a pause: "I want to take her back."

Wen Qingyou slowly hugged her chest, "Why is it not suitable?"

Jiang Yuhe looked at the opposite man expressionlessly: "Let her hinder you here or admire you like just now?"

Wen Qingyou smiled, "I think you are taking advantage of the fire."

"It doesn't matter how you think I am." Jiang Yuhe also smiled, "Anyway, I want to take them away."

Wen Yu also smelled the heavier smell of gunpowder, and gently pulled Jiang Yuhe's sleeve to suggest that he should not be so tough.

But Jiang Lingwei heard something wrong and frowned, "Jiang Yuhe, are you a little bit lenient? Brother Xiaoyu and I have something to do with Xiaoyu, where are you going to take my sister?"

Jiang Yuhe glanced at his sister, but Wen Qingyou spoke for him before he spoke.

As if he had found a chance to fight back, he chuckled, "Why don't you know that your brother and my sister are also together."

Jiang Lingwei: "???"

Jiang Lingwei was stunned for several seconds and looked at them in surprise: "You are not..."

It is simply a large-scale mutual rollover site.

After all, in the eyes of the Jiang family, Wen Yu is Jiang Yuhe's half-sister, Fu Wenqing and Jiang Lingwei also think so, even Jiang Lingwei once had the plan to recognize Wen Yu as a goddess.

Why all of a sudden, his younger brother and this younger sister are together?

too messy.

Wen Yu was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say, but Jiang Yuhe was very calm, "Do we have any problems together."

No one speaks.

Of course there is no problem, and they have no real blood relationship.

Why can't two adults who like each other be together.

Seeing everyone's acquiescence, Jiang Yuhe continued the topic just now:

"In addition to not wanting Yuyu to continue living here to affect you, she injured her leg today. The doctor said she will stay in peace for a month. I am her boyfriend. It is my business to take care of her. I think Mr. Song will not have to follow Let me dispute."

Wen Yu:?

When did the doctor say that he would rest for a month?

The doctor clearly said that rubbing the medicine can get better in a few days, right?

Wen Qingyou only noticed Wen Yu's cut trouser legs, and got up and wanted to come over and check, "What's the matter, why is it injured? Is it serious?"

Of course Jiang Yuhe wouldn't really let him see it, so he stopped it immediately, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident-[I won't bother you. 】

Wen Yu immediately said to Wen Qingyou: "Brother, I'm fine."

He hurriedly eased the relationship between the two men: "I know that you all care about me, but can you talk well? It is difficult for my sister and me to do it like this."

Jiang Lingwei liked Wen Yu. Once he accepted the setting of Jiang Yuhe being with her, he immediately took care of the young couple and asked Wen Qingyou incomprehensibly: "Why don't you let them live together when they are in love? "

Wen Qingyou: "?"

Jiang Lingwei: "Why are you embarrassing my brother?"

Wen Qingyou: "..."

"Is that what you said to me sincerely?"

"..."

The two people on the opposite side started a debate between them in a tricky angle.

Jiang Yuhe was too lazy to listen, so he pulled Wen Yu back to the bedroom and said:

"Take the necessary things, and don't bring the other things."

"Huh?" This was too fast, Wen Yu was a little caught off guard, "Leave now?"

"Are you going to stay and watch them continue?"

"..."

"Still." Jiang Yuhe paused, and his voice lowered a little: "You don't want to be with me."

There is no need for Wen Yu to lie against his own heart.

In fact, after returning to Beijing, she wanted to stay with Jiang Yuhe the same as before. After all, she had come here in the past few months and was used to that kind of life.

But I didn't expect Wen Qingyou to come over suddenly, kick in sideways, disrupting his plan.

Now that he and Jiang Lingwei are together, staying here by himself seems to be hindering the affection of others.

And looking at the way my brother was just now, I don't know how long I secretly hope that she will not be home.

Wen Yu made a decision quickly, but didn’t want Jiang Yuhe to feel as if he wanted to be with him, so he deliberately acted as a last resort and said, “I moved away for the convenience of my brother and your sister. Don’t think too much. ."

Jiang Yuhe smiled lightly: "Well, I don't want to."

Wen Yu took out a suitcase from the closet and was about to take away some of the clothes she often wears. Jiang Yuhe stopped her and said, "Just bring a few sets of close-fitting underwear."

Thinking of having his own clothes in the villa before, Wen Yu thought that Jiang Yuhe meant it, so he didn't take more.

She went to pull the lower drawer, already took out a bra, only then suddenly remembered something and stuffed it back.

Then he raised his head and said to Jiang Yuhe: "What do you look at, turn it around."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

In fact, he had already seen the thin black shoulder strap.

The Adam's apple moved unconsciously, and he walked toward the balcony, "I'll go out to smoke and wait for you."

Wen Yu changed into a small duffel bag, packed a few sets of underwear and some intimate personal items, then walked around in the room, and took the gift to Jiang Yuhe and the empty mineral water bottle that he had brought from Jiangcheng to Beijing. There are stockings from the bedside table in the bag.

In short, everything related to Jiang Yuhe didn't fall.

After everything was packed, she knocked on the glass of the sliding door: "It's okay."

Jiang Yuhe pinched the cigarette, walked in and picked up her bag, "Let's go."

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and hugged Wen Yu.

Wen Yu was slightly taken aback, and said, "It's okay, my legs don't hurt that much anymore."

Jiang Yuhe: "It hurts if it doesn't hurt now."

"..."

I didn't see that you were good at acting.

When passing by the living room, the two people outside seemed to be still unfinished in the topic just now, Jiang Yuhe paused:

"Let's go first."

"Brother," Wen Yu said to Wen Qingyou with a guilty conscience, "I'll be back when I raise my legs."

Wen Qingyou glanced at her lightly, knowing how the sister who was taken away by Jiang Yuhe could be put back so easily.

He also knew that this man had been waiting for this day for a long time, and he just seized the opportunity today.

Facts have proved that Jiang Yuhe is indeed a man of action.

Knowing that Wen Yu will be his person sooner or later, Wen Qingyou has never thought of obstructing it all the time. At this point, he can only say something:

"Take good care of Yuyu."

"of course."

Until leaving the apartment, Wen Yu sitting in the car still couldn't figure it out:

"When did my brother meet your sister? They met for the first time at Jiangcheng Bar, right? Why are they so soon..."

Thinking of the hot picture, Wen Yu was embarrassed to continue talking, but Jiang Yuhe took the sentence lightly:

"Unhappy."

"?"

"We are only slow."

"..."

Wen Yu's brain buzzed for several seconds, but he didn't figure out how to pick him up.

Where is it slow!

I went home with you, how fast can I go?

Is it right now that I hold a child in my hand so I don’t scream?

Wen Yu snorted and began to whisper.

After a while, he deliberately lifted his injured leg, "Are you going to compensate me for a new pair of pants?"

Jiang Yuhe: "Good."

"..."

The promise to be so refreshing made Wen Yu feel boring. She didn't speak any more, and turned her head as if thinking of something after a while:

"You didn't even say a word to grandma. Wouldn't it be bad to take me back so suddenly?"

Jiang Yuhe looked at the road ahead and said calmly, "I don't need to tell anyone when I return to my home."

Wen Yu nodded: "This is the truth, but what if grandma doesn't like it?"

Jiang Yuhe didn't seem to think about this issue at all. Instead, he talked about something else, "Grandma will celebrate her 70th birthday next month, and I will tell her about us at that time."

"Seventy?" Wen Yu was successfully diverted from his attention, "That's her birthday, what gift should I give her? Does your grandma have any favorites?"

In the second half of the journey, Wen Yu talked about Fu Wenqing's 70th birthday for a long time. She didn't notice something wrong until the car drove into a strange luxury residential parking lot.

"Wait, aren't we going home?"

Jiang Yuhe parked the car, pulled on the handbrake and turned to look at Wen Yu: "Here is it."

Wen Yu: "??"

Suddenly, she remembered the house purchase that Jiang Yuhe had said before, but at that time Wen Qingyou might live with him by herself, and Wen Yu thought that the purchase of the house would be done.

She asked: "Did you really buy it?"

Jiang Yuhe: "When did I tell lies."

"..."

The house that Jiang Yuhe bought is a luxury residence that can be called a landmark in Beijing. The price of it once reached 100,000 square meters. It is either rich or expensive to live in. This also protects the privacy of these upper-class residents.

The private elevator entered the house directly and came to a new residence, Wen Yu looked around.

The decoration of the house is the same as the style of Jiang Yuhe’s bedroom in the Jiang’s villa, with a black and white and gray design, with a strong sense of line, the kind of simplicity and toughness he likes.

Wen Yu looked around and asked, "Which room do I live in?"

"There is only one bedroom."

"?" Wen Yu smiled contemptuously: "How about you treat me as a three-year-old child? There is only one bedroom in a 300-square-meter house? You ate the rest of the place?"

Jiang Yuhe didn't explain, he just walked inside and said, "Come here."

Wen Yu also wanted to see what medicine this man sold in the gourd, and followed him to a room door.

Jiang Yuhe opened the door: "Look for yourself."

Wen Yu snorted.

what? It's also mysterious.

She muttered as she walked in, but her expression was stunned when she raised her eyes.

Wen Yu could not describe his mood at this moment in words.

Unbelievable, unbelievable, screaming suppressed in his throat, more shocked than just seeing the crazy of my brother.

In front of me is a dazzling array of clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry, and even evening clothes.

All of the new season's new styles of major brands are arranged in rows and columns according to the style, presenting an exquisite and extremely luxurious matching room.

It was several times bigger than the cloakroom in Jiangcheng's house before he went bankrupt.

Wen Yu was in it for a long time without saying anything. He walked in and took a few glances, still not convinced: "Give it to me?"

Jiang Yuhe leaned against the door, "Yeah."

No wonder I said so simply when I said to lose my pants...

It turned out to be ready at home a long time ago.

Wen Yu casually picked up a pair of stiletto heels from the shoe cabinet, put them on his feet and tried them. It was even more surprising: "How do you know my shoe size?"

"Is it true that those three months have lived in vain?" Jiang Yuhe said indifferently, "Except for the underwear, I don't know the size, everything else is here."

Wen Yu: "..."

I'm really not afraid of being direct when speaking.

Putting the high heels back, Wen Yu pursed his lips when he came back. Although he tried his best to calm himself down, he still couldn't hide those little joys in his heart.

"Why buy me so many clothes and bags all of a sudden."

Jiang Yuhe: "Who was crying in Jiangcheng saying that he sold all the luxury goods to start a business."

"Then you said at the time that you would not sympathize with me." Wen Yu embraced his waist coquettishly and looked up at him: "Now you secretly poke so much for me, what do you mean?"

Jiang Yuhe looked down for a moment, in line with her previous words: "Maybe it's because I am afraid that my conscience hurts when I dream back at midnight."

Wen Yu: "..."

It turns out that my brother had such an awareness so early.

It's too precious.

Wen Yu was moved: "I was joking with those words, don't really take it to heart, and if you really want to say that your conscience hurts, isn't it my fault, it's me who lied to you first."

After being quiet for three seconds, Jiang Yuhe replied unceremoniously—

"It's ok."

"I don't mind if you make up for me too."

"?"

Realizing that he seemed to have dragged the topic back into the pit, Wen Yu immediately became sober, "You think I didn't say anything."

She wanted to go out, but Jiang Yuhe suddenly picked her up and pushed her against the wall: "Did you forget what you said yourself? Want me to remind?"

…Wen Yu certainly did not forget.

This account has been delayed for too long.

It was almost two months since she returned to Beijing. She wanted to prove that she did not endure the humiliation.

Now that the two are living together, excuses are getting harder and harder to find.

"You let me down first." Wen Yu went to push Jiang Yuhe, but the man was so powerful that he meant not to come down if he didn't give an answer today.

Seeing that he couldn't push it away, Wen Yu frowned and acted: "Ah, you touched my leg, it hurts."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Wen Yu's "Ah" was a little bit angry, and the scream was soft, and the ending sound was slightly raised, and the word "pain" was even more grasped, shy and timid.

I can't listen to Jiang Yuhe directly.

He put Wen Yu down, subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to loosen his tie, but found that he didn't wear a tie today.

His neckline is wide open.

But there is still a feeling of breathlessness.

Fixedly looking at Wen Yu, a few seconds later: "You try to talk like this next time."

Wen Yu: "?"

He blinked innocently: "What happened to me?"

Jiang Yuhe ignored her, went out, and said as he walked: "Although I opened up several other bedrooms to make this cloakroom, but the study has a bed, if you mind, I will sleep there."

Wen Yu followed and listened, thinking about this issue by the way.

Would she mind sharing the same bed with Jiang Yuhyuk?

He was also considered a gentleman, and did not persecute himself.

Although the two lived together before, they each lived in their own room, keeping a distance to some extent.

But now that she suddenly wants to sleep on a bed, Wen Yu is really not sure if she can accept it.

The main reason was that she moved in too quickly and she was not mentally prepared at all.

But falling in love and sleeping separately under the same roof seems to be a bit too twitchy.

They are not fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school students.

As he was thinking, Jiang Yuhe opened the door of a room, "This is the bedroom."

Wen Yu walked in and looked around, and it was indeed a luxury residence design. This spacious bedroom is facing the river with all glass curtain walls. You can instantly enjoy the invincible river view of 270 degrees when you sleep here.

So beautiful.

Wen Yu immediately made up for the summer night, and the breeze was blowing across his face. She and Jiang Yuhe sat here, each holding a glass of red wine, hugging each other to enjoy the cozy scene of the river view.

That's fine, very fine.

Satisfied, Wen Yu looked around again and saw the super wide bed inside, so he walked over and lay down and tried it.

The mattress is very comfortable and the sheets are unexpectedly soft.

When people lie down, there is an urge to sleep right away.

In short, she likes this bedroom very much whether it is decoration or view.

The tangled thing now is, does she want to own this room with Jiang Yuhe?

No, to be straightforward.

Is she ready to have a further relationship with Jiang Yuhe?

Wen Yu pondered for a few seconds, then raised his head: "I ask you a question, you have to tell the truth."

Jiang Yuhe looked at her: "?"

"If we sleep on a bed, do you have those thoughts about me."

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, the man looked away and replied frankly and calmly:

"You don't have to sleep in bed, you can have it."