A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

When Jiang Yuhe went to the bathroom, Wen Yu took the opportunity to open Weibo and quickly browse comments and private messages.

The atmosphere in the entertainment industry, she heard from You Xin before, but now she really feels the **** wind.

Thousands of comments and private messages are almost all scolding her.

Some people want her to be human, some want her to use stone hammers for evidence, and some eat melons to watch the excitement.

The most funny thing is that Wen Yu saw this statement issued by Shen Mingjia's brokerage company at 8 o'clock in the morning.

"We reserve the right to be held accountable for false statements made by netizens."

Hold it down?

What to pursue?

He still has the face to pursue?

This person is afraid that he is not red enough, so he can't wait to jump up and give himself two hammers.

How could Wen Yu say that she was the daughter of the richest man in Jiangcheng, she was kicked off by him when she went bankrupt. No one would like to go on stage to tear her face apart if this kind of thing was not necessary, but if Shen Mingjia didn't want this face, she would certainly not be afraid of her Wen Yu.

Wen Yu turned over the private message for a while, and didn't plan to read it anymore, but a private message caught her attention.

[Hello sister, you were also cheated by Shen Mingjia? I am his fan. I was with him in March last year. Later I found out in June that he was with XX. He was too scumbag. I admire your courage to speak up, but I dare not come out. If you need to, please make me thick. Good luck, and hope that the scumbag will flop sooner. 】

The chat records and photos sent by this ID made Wen Yu look silly directly.

Last March? At that time she had just been with Shen Mingjia for two months!

I thought I was cheated by Fang Ying, but I didn't expect that the woman didn't know whether it was a small four or a small five.

Wen Yu was so angry that he immediately forwarded the screenshot to You Xin: [Other netizens posted me, can you think of him as scumbag? 】

You Xin: [Good guy, I'll call you good guy, what should I do now? When the matter got serious, their company issued a statement saying that you were spreading rumors. 】

Just this has the face to come out and beat him up.

Wen Yu was irritated, and immediately sent the netizen’s private messages and photos to Weibo in response to the broker’s statement:

@www: [So anxious to refute rumors, are you not afraid of ugly kneeling when you slap your face? 】

When Jiang Yuhe came out of the bathroom, he saw Wen Yu lowering his head and pressing something on the phone, as if he was chatting with someone.

It seemed to shake the second short man out again.

He paused. He wanted to go forward and ask, but after thinking and thinking, he still swallowed those words.

Now that you have set yourself up, don't ask about her private life anymore.

She is an adult, has the right to make friends, and has her own social freedom.

Jiang Yuhe closed his eyebrows and walked out as if he hadn't seen anything. Sure enough, Wen Yu hurriedly put away the phone.

He stabbed inexplicably, but still didn't mention a word.

"What do you want to eat at noon?"

Wen Yu glanced out the window and blinked, "Do you want hot pot, brother?"

Jiang Yuhe:?

Eating hot pot at noon?

I don't know if he is openly challenging the scumbag, Wen Yu is now full of various emotions, and wants to come to the hot pot to add to the excitement.

"Do you not like that kind of place?" Wen Yu saw the hesitation in Jiang Yuhe's eyes, "Or it's near the company--"

"You go if you want to eat, I don't care."

"Okay." Wen Yu nodded excitedly, "Then I'll book a place now!"

She looks very happy, just like the weather outside now, simple, clean and beautiful.

But Jiang Yuhe's heart is no longer pure.

This phone call from the police station has already put an unknown yoke on him invisibly.

There is a newly opened high-end hot pot restaurant near the company, with a good environment and close proximity, Wen Yu happily booked a deck over there.

The two did not drive and walked directly over, probably because of noon. There were not many people in the store, and Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe sat opposite each other.

"Brother, what pot bottom shall we eat?"

"whatever."

"That's it, then the tomato pot is ready, I'm afraid of spicy." Wen Yu took the ipad and ordered, "Then brother, what do you eat? Their signature here is Crystal Shrimp, do you want it?"

Without waiting for a reply for a long time, Wen Yu looked up, only to find that Jiang Yuhe was looking at her.

"?" She stretched out her hand and stroked in front of him, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Yuhe returned to his senses, withdrew his gaze, and said indifferently: "Whatever you want, just click, I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."

Wen Yu frowned, always feeling that something was wrong with Jiang Yuhe.

She ordered a few dishes casually, and after handing the ipad to the waiter, she was left alone in the seat.

When he was bored, he secretly took out his phone and glanced at it.

The Weibo that I just posted is probably the reason for the hammer. It has been reposted by major entertainment bloggers at this moment, and Shen Mingjia’s hot searches have suddenly appeared several times.

Wen Yu could see that Shen Mingjia was anxious.

Because she received a private message claiming to be a staff member of Shen Mingjia's brokerage company, her tone was very polite, and she hoped to meet and communicate with her.

Wen Yu finally felt a hint of the pleasure of scumbag, curled his lips, replied to avoid the conversation, and straightened it out.

Turn off the phone, Jiang Yuhe also returned.

Wen Yu got up and walked around the table and sat beside him, and asked concernedly: "Brother, what's wrong with you? It was fine in the morning, why don't you look so happy now?"

"Is there?" Jiang Yuhe looked sideways, his gaze fell on Wen Yu's face.

She was looking at herself very seriously, her expression was even a little serious, and she seemed to care about herself.

I just don't know how long he can keep this kind of demeanor and cute look.

Jiang Yuhe knew exactly what it meant to take back that phone.

Before playing like brothers and sisters, I hope that Wen Yu will restore her memory soon, think of her family, leave Jiang's house earlier, and be free.

But now, Jiang Yuhe has become the one who was defeated by his own plan.

He regretted it.

Wen Yu is not clear, so he is still asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yuhe shook his head, "It's okay, I didn't rest well last night."

Jiang Yuhe was extremely thoughtful and deep-minded, and most people could not grasp what he was thinking. Wen Yu was silent for a while, and simply took out his mobile phone and tried to arouse his interest: "Brother, or let's take a picture, we seem to have never Haven't taken a photo."

Jiang Yuhe was startled slightly.

I don't understand the meaning of Wen Yu suddenly doing this.

What is God implying?

A memorial before parting?

Before he could react, Wen Yu had already turned on the front camera and raised his mobile phones in the air to face each other:

"Brother look here."

As soon as she finished speaking, the waiter's swift voice came from the aisle.

Wen Yu sat on the outside, with his elbows still outside because he was holding a mobile phone while taking selfies.

The bottom of the hot pot is boiling hot soup, Jiang Yuhe saw the waiter approaching, and almost reflexively reached out and took Wen Yu into his arms.

Wen Yu also pressed the shot at that moment.

Photo freeze frame.

Wen Yu: "..."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Unprepared to be caught in his arms, Wen Yu's originally delicate smile was a little bit stunned.

The camera recorded this moment in this way.

The air seemed to stop flowing, and the sound around him disappeared instantly.

Before Wen Yu returned to his senses, Jiang Yuhe's whole body was held in his arms, his face lightly pressed to his shirt, and he was in a daze for a few seconds when he smelled the smell of the fragrance mixed with tobacco on his body.

Inexplicably, the side against his chest blushed.

It's very hot, so the heartbeat speeds up.

Realizing his abnormal reaction, Wen Yu pulled away suddenly, stroked his hair, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

She was a little embarrassed.

Still a bit at a loss.

Had to pretend to look down at the photo.

Jiang Yuhe saw the unnaturalness in her expression, regretting the impulsive hand that he extended out, paused, and said calmly:

"Taking a photo of someone dancing and dancing, it deserves to be scalded by the bottom of the pot."

Oh, it turned out to be so.

I took her over because I was afraid that I would be scalded...

Wen Yu was inexplicably relieved, and whispered, "Thank you, brother."

Afterwards, the two of them ate very quietly, and Wen Yu stopped chatting. Jiang Yuhe originally didn't like to eat these, and he didn't speak much.

Wen Yu kept her head down, the boiling bottom of the pot was boiling and scorching hot like her heart at the moment.

From the moment Jiang Yuhe hugged him in his arms, the throbbing in his heart hasn't stopped until now.

She didn't dare to show her strangeness, so she could only keep eating.

Back in the office in the afternoon, Jiang Yuhe had a meeting to open, and Wen Yu was alone in the office. She calmed down and recalled the moment in the hot pot restaurant repeatedly.

That one was suddenly unexpected and hugged her blushing and heartbeat.

Thinking of being in a mess, Wen Yu rubbed his head and scolded himself: "Be sick. People are just afraid that you will be touched by the bottom of the pot that you are passing by. What are you thinking about?"

Forcibly deleting this picture from his mind, Wen Yu settled down and read it on Weibo again.

It should be the reason that the public relations shot, Shen Mingjia's hot search only left one.

And he himself posted on Weibo, apologizing sincerely because his real emotional disputes were not handled properly and he occupied public resources.

This PR essay is very level, and it is not at the same level as the statement in the morning.

Wen Yu guessed that Yasheng’s people had helped take over the mess.

The following comments are polarized. Some have made Shen Mingjia be cautious and still support it, and some are disappointed.

It was like a farce, it started suddenly and ended suddenly.

Wen Yu had long known that Yasheng would intervene this time, and she must not completely destroy Shen Mingjia, but at least it has hurt his vitality by half now.

She was already satisfied with this result even if she was hitting righteously.

Wen Yu also took a sigh of relief. After logging out, he was about to turn off his phone, but accidentally scratched the album.

The photo with Jiang Yuhe jumped out at noon.

Looking at it at this time, it's actually quite natural.

It's just that the two leaned together to take a picture.

I don't know what my blushing heartbeat was.

Wen Yu opened the beauty app and added some cute stickers to the group photo of the two.

On her head: [sister]

On Jiang Yuhe's head: [brother]

There is a huge love in the middle.

Wen Yu didn't think anything was wrong at all, so he immediately saved it as the wallpaper of his mobile phone and sent it to Jiang Yuhe with great satisfaction.

[Brother, do you think this is good? 】

At that time, Jiang Yuhe had already arrived at the police station.

The police handed him the cell phone packed in a storage bag: "I heard that the person who was hit has lost his memory? Is it okay now?"

Jiang Yuhe: "No."

"That's really hard work for you to take care of. There are really not many people who have a moral and conscience like you." After a greeting, the police left with a smile.

Jiang Yuhe looked at the bag in his hand, his eyes always dark.

He didn't return to the company, he went home directly, went to the study on the second floor, locked the door, and closed all the curtains.

The whole room felt like a silent night.

The phone is on the table.

Except for a few cracks on the screen, there is hardly any damage.

Jiang Yuhe lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

The spit out smoke blurred the outline of the phone, but when everything dissipated, it still lay there truly.

Waiting for Jiang Yuhe's choice.

With his hands supporting his forehead lightly, smoke was flowing between his fingers, Jiang Yuhe frowned.

He was thinking, weighing, and calculating.

Like Pandora's box, no one knows whether it is a surprise or pain to open it.

When the smoke was about to end, Jiang Yuhe finally reached out his hand.

He pressed the power button.

After a few seconds, the screen turns on.

A password is required.

Jiang Yuhe didn't know the password.

But he guessed--

Even if a person loses his memory, his subconscious habits will not change.

For example, Wen Yu's special permutation and combination of odd numbers first and even numbers.

He slowly entered 1357246 in turn.

6 Just finished typing, the screen quickly unlocked and jumped to the background.

It's a picture of Wen Yu.

Jiang Yuhe could feel that his heartbeat missed a beat, and jumped up quickly, violently and heavily.

This is Wen Yu's world, the world she has forgotten.

As long as she calls her back by herself, she can go back to the past immediately.

But is this result what I want?

Jiang Yuhe is not sure.

He rubbed his fingers on the screen repeatedly, knowing that every decision he made now is of the utmost importance.

After a long time, he opened WeChat.

There are many unread messages on WeChat. At first glance, almost all of them are "Where have you been?" 】【where are you? 】【Are you OK? ] Such words.

Meet the WeChat of a person who has been missing for more than a month.

Jiang Yuhe didn't want to take a peek at the content of her chat with others, so he ignored the past and clicked on the circle of friends.

He just wanted to know what Wen Yu was doing on the day of the car accident and whether he left any records.

He wanted to take a peek into her world selfishly first.

Wen Yu's circle of friends doesn't post much. Although she is rich, she doesn't like to show off at Versailles from time to time like Zhao Wenjing.

Even if I post, I occasionally eat something delicious or watch some interesting movies.

Coincidentally, her first piece of content was posted the day before the accident.

But the setting is only visible to you.

[Finally, I am going to meet for half a year, I just got a gift for him, I hope he will like it then~]

The picture is a high-luxury brand packaging bag.

he?

Off-site?

Jiang Yuhe seemed to understand something and was inexplicably blown away.

He turned off WeChat in a hurry.

Close your eyes and fall into this decision that is doomed to be unreasonable.

After reviewing this circle of friends, we can see that Wen Yu had a boyfriend in reality. She met herself after buying him a gift and was in a car accident.

Then forgot everything, including her boyfriend.

The first contact in the phone address book is [Dad]

In other words, as long as Jiang Yuhe dials this number now, Wen Yu can immediately return to her world.

Go back to the man.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Jiang Yuhe has been silent, no emotions can be seen in his dark eyes, only a deep entanglement between desire and reason.

The little boy clay figurine Wen Yu gave him was placed in the storage box on the table.

And she sent the first photo of them in the afternoon.

One minute and one second, torment and think.

I don't know how long has passed,

Jiang Yuhe lightly raised his hand in the study room where the needle was so quiet that he could hear the needle landing.

The screen of the phone was turned over and the lid was facing the desktop.

He looked at the black lost item indifferently, and finally turned off.

Then open the locked drawer on the left side of the desk.

Boom--

The phone was thrown deep into the drawer.

At this moment, it has been decided by Jiang Yuhe.

When the drawer was relocked, Jiang Yuhe was expressionless, so calm that he had never seen the truth just now.

After finishing all this, Wen Yu returned. She knocked on the door outside the study, then opened the door and walked in by herself.

"Brother, what's the matter with you, didn't you say that I will get off work after you finish get off work? Why did you sneak back home first?"

Wen Yu didn't realize that Jiang Yuhe was wrong, but just hid his nose, "Did you smoke a lot of cigarettes."

She went to open the air circulation, poured water on Jiang Yuhe, and whispered as usual about how many documents and learnings she had read in the company today.

And Jiang Yuhe looked at her unknowingly back, and his thoughts jumped back to the circle of friends uncontrollably.

What gift did she buy him.

She seemed to love him very much.

He should be too.

He must have embraced her and kissed her.

Even-Jiang Yuhe was thinking, have they done it.

Obviously he was just a figureless person in his mind. Jiang Yuhe didn't know what this man looked like or what kind of work he did.

But at this moment, his heart was full of unimaginable jealousy.

It felt like an invisible hand was strangling him, every time he thought about it, he was devastated and couldn't breathe.

Jiang Yuhe untied his tie.

Drink another glass of water.

Paused.

"Fish fish."

His voice was a little rusty, much lower than usual.

Wen Yu, who was looking for a book in front of the bookshelf, was taken aback and turned around.

She didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Yuhe like that.

It seems that some can't believe what I heard.

They have been together for so long, Jiang Yuhe never called her the name she gave herself.

He always speaks directly and "hey" when he is impatient

But just now?

Wen Yu was holding the book and looked at Jiang Yuhe in a daze, feeling that he seemed to have something to say to himself.

The man leaned back in the chair, looked at her for a few seconds, and suddenly said indifferently:

"If you can't remember the past, don't think about it."

When selfishness and greed broke through the first bottom line, Jiang Yuhe knew that in his dictionary, there was only dominance.

Not fulfilled.

"Brother can support you for a lifetime." He said.