A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Wen Yu was stupid when he heard Jiang Yuhe's words.

She froze for two seconds—"Who do you mean?"

In a place where Wen Yu could not see, Jiang Yuhe's lips twitched lightly, his expression on his face looked calm, "Ex-girlfriend."

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

She immediately sat upright and pointed to Jiang Yuhe's steering wheel: "You will wait and stop."

At the red light, Jiang Yuhe slowly stepped on the brake and the car stopped.

Wen Yu stared at him and asked, "What do you mean, your ex-girlfriend showed up?"

Before Jiang Yuhe could speak, she immediately said suddenly: "Oh, I see, you can't wait, because your ex-girlfriend showed up, so you can't wait, come all the way and tell me to break up?"

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

"Then what did you mean last night, break up cannon?"

"..."

"Okay, I'll get off now."

Wen Yu said that he was about to drive the door, but Jiang Yuhe had no choice but to pull the man back.

Locked the door and looked at her lightly--

"Will you listen to me to finish talking?"

No way.

It really doesn't work.

When Wen Yu heard the three words for her ex-girlfriend, her hair was blown up, and she couldn't make sense at all.

I was already jealous knowing that Jiang Yuhe once liked a woman, but thinking that it was just his unrequited love and didn't know the name of that woman, so I convinced myself not to care about it.

But now that woman actually appeared.

Wen Yu felt a strong sense of crisis.

After all, it was a woman Jiang Yuhe liked, but still couldn't love it.

In other words, this ex-girlfriend is much more threatening than his own ex-boyfriend.

Wen Yu hadn't felt Shen Mingjia for a long time. If he did, it was also deeply disgusting and disgusting.

But Jiang Yuhe is different. Who knows if he still has some unforgettable concerns about that ex-girlfriend now.

The thought of these little thorns all over Wen Yu's body was pricked up.

She stared at Jiang Yuhe, jealous and aggrieved: "What are you talking about, what can you say? Why are you looking for me, you are looking for her!"

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Yes, I did come to find it.

But Jiang Yuhe didn't plan to sit in the car at such an ordinary noon, and lightly tell Wen Yu in one sentence-you are my "ex-girlfriend"

Then the two sighed a few words, hugged each other and smiled, and ended in a few words.

If this were the case, the wonderful fate that went round and round between herself and her seemed to have become plain and ordinary, losing its original brilliance.

He thought last night that to continue writing this fateful fate, he must let Wen Yu come to him again in the most beautiful way.

So, not now.

Jiang Yuhe calmly explained: "I can't wait, because I only found out after she appeared—"

"?"

You mean it! What did you find?

For a moment, Xu Shi thought through his words, and Jiang Yuhe turned and said, "I found out that I was only moved by you."

This is the truth.

It's also a hint.

But of course Wen Yu would not understand the meaning.

Probably it was not often that Jiang Yuhe's words of love were heard, when this sentence came suddenly, Wen Yu's heart seemed to be hit hard, and he jumped violently.

What does this man mean?

I chased all the way to tell myself this.

Does this mean that the previous heartbeat for that ex-girlfriend was an illusion, but when I saw her again this time, I realized that the real heartbeat was only for myself?

Wen Yu understands this feeling too well.

She went to see Jiang Yuhe again, the little bristles on her body had been flattened, "Then you mean, did you only like me?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuhe answered very simply.

The corners of Wen Yu's mouth finally turned up again. This time she was more shy after being suddenly confessed. She turned her face and pretended to stroke her ears and hair with one hand: "Oh."

"Oh?" Jiang Yuhe took her hand, "Are you jealous?"

Wen Yu immediately turned around, "When did I get jealous? I just ask casually, is my situation very big? It doesn't matter if you have more ex-girlfriends."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

The story of the ex-girlfriend was turned over temporarily. The car continued to drive and was quiet for a long time. Wen Yu suddenly said:

"Actually, I understand how you feel."

Jiang Yuhe: "?"

He frowned: "Do you know me?"

Wen Yu nodded and said seriously: "Because when I was with Shen Mingjia, I thought I liked him, but when I met you later, I knew what a true heartbeat is and what a true liking for someone is."

"..."

"So you don't actually need to care about your first love. Because in my heart..." Wen Yu looked at Jiang Yuhe and whispered: "You are my first love."

Although Jiang Yuhe was still driving, his hands clenched the steering wheel unconsciously.

Rao is a person who can be shocked and unchanging in any major event. Hearing Wen Yu's words, his heart was also slightly confused.

It is joy.

He admits this feeling.

"You heard me say no." Wen Yu asked.

"Ok."

"Then why can't I see how happy you look? Shouldn't you stop and jump three laps to celebrate being my first love now?"

After a long while, Jiang Yuhe returned to Wen Yu's words: "I have a big structure."

"..."

Wen Yu was angry and wanted to laugh, and hit him twice, "You hate it!"

It is undeniable that Jiang Yuhe's inadvertent dialogue caused Wen Yu to confess his heart at the right time, and completely untie the knot in each other's hearts towards Shen Mingjia.

During the fight, the atmosphere finally returned to before, and Jiang Yuhe's restrained smile finally appeared on the corners of his lips.

When the trouble started, Wen Yu asked: "Why did your ex-girlfriend come to see you?"

Jiang Yuhe paused, learning what Wen Yu did with reporters, and blurring the key points without distorting the facts: "She brought something I knew to come to me."

"Oh," Wen Yu didn't know what he was muttering, and finally said, "What a scheming bitch."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Wen Qingyou's villa.

When Wen Yu went back, the family had already had lunch. Song Zhixin was taking care of the flowers and plants in the yard. Wen Yi'an was standing beside her. Although Song Zhixin obviously didn't want him to interfere, he still followed eagerly.

Seeing Jiang Yuhe's car stopped at the door, Wen Yi'an immediately stood up straight again, his hands behind his back, his expression serious.

When he saw Wen Yu getting out of the car and wearing a long skirt, Wen Yi'an seemed to have gotten something in his mind. All of a sudden, he was ill.

Wen Yu: "Mom, we are back."

Jiang Yuhe followed, courteous and thoughtful: "Uncle, auntie."

Song Zhixin responded with a smile.

Wen Yi'an looked at Jiang Yuhe with an unhappy expression, for a long while--"Humph."

Then he left with his back.

Song Zhixin: "..."

Wen Yu: "???"

After being quiet for several seconds, Wen Yu patted Jiang Yuhe on the chest, as if comforting him: "It's okay, my dad is menopausal."

Song Zhixin also echoed: "I look like it too."

Jiang Yuhe didn't actually care: "It doesn't matter."

Wen Qingyou is not at home at work, only Song Zhixin and Wen Yi'an are at home.

Song Zhixin greeted Jiang Yuhe on the sofa and asked: "In the morning you called and told Qingyou that your parents wanted to have a meal with Yuyu, how about it, Yuyu was not rude, right?"

Wen Yu was taken aback after listening, and asked Jiang Yuhe: "Have you ever called back?"

Song Zhixin looked at her: "This is Mr. Jiang's tutor, who is like you? Didn't you wake up until noon?"

Wen Yu: "..."

Wen Yi'an, who pretended to pass by not far away, slept until noon, which was even worse.

Jiang Yuhe responded to Song Zhixin's words, with a decent and humble expression, and the summary was-"My parents like Wen Yu very much."

Wen Yu arched his elbow: "Then do you like it?"

Jiang Yuhe paused and looked at her sideways, with a hint not to flirt in front of the elders.

He is indeed such a person, his emotions are very restrained and rational, and he is not the kind of person who likes to put words on his mouth.

What's more, in front of elders who are still unfamiliar.

Wen Yu got what he meant, and uttered a fake and serious voice in his heart, and said: "I'll go upstairs to change clothes, and you will have a chat with my mother."

When walking upstairs, Wen Yu’s cell phone rang, she picked it up as she walked, and the voice came from the corridor to the living room——

"They want to guarantee the release? Are they buying out, how many billions?"

"This number is impossible."

"I can consider dividing the accounts proportionally, what? 500 million is he kidding?"

"Now the six publishers are talking to us, don't worry, wait for me to go back."

...

When he arrived on the second floor, although his voice gradually became quieter, Wen Yu's self-confidence and easy-going aura was actually not lost at all.

Song Zhixin smiled and withdrew his gaze, and said to Jiang Yuhe: "Listen, don't look at your usual temperament, but you have a clear mind when you work. He often answers the phone and arranges work these days."

Jiang Yuhe also nodded, "She is transforming, and she will change for the better."

Song Zhixin: "Thanks to you for teaching her."

"You are serious." Jiang Yuhe paused for a few seconds, "I like her, of course I hope she will become the ideal self."

Song Zhixin's eyes became more and more admired, but for a moment, he gently patted Jiang Yuhe's leg, "But sometimes, don't hide your likes in your heart."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

"Yuyu told me that you never said that you liked her. Although I have only met you a few times, I can see that you are a very calm and capable child. You may prefer to prove yourself with actions, but you have to know, Action is important, but saying that you like it does not mean it is hypocritical."

"There are many ways to express love, but..." Song Zhixin smiled softly, "That silly girl upstairs, I just want to hear you say it."

Jiang Yuhe didn't know what he was thinking about, and it took a long time to hum softly.

Song Zhixin was about to continue speaking, but suddenly couldn't help it, turned around and looked at Wen Yi'an:

"What are you doing dangling in front of us?"

Wen Yi'an carried his hands behind his back, still thinking about the long skirt, deliberately connoting Jiang Yuhe: "My legs are uncomfortable."

Song Zhixin: "..."

Who knows what he is irritating with Yin and Yang, Song Zhixin didn't care, just then Wen Yu also changed his clothes and said:

"Mom, the company is rushing on the phone. There will be a movie conference in two days. There are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with. I have to leave tomorrow and can't stay anymore."

As she said, she took out her mobile phone, "Dad, I booked your ticket together."

Wen Yi'an was taken aback, then subconsciously glanced at Song Zhixin, coughed again, and said unnaturally, "I, that, I...I won't leave now."

Wen Yu: "?"

"My leg hurts." Wen Yi'an immediately used a word he just said casually to find the reason, "It hurts badly."

"..."

In the end, Wen Yi'an forcibly stayed on the grounds of sudden leg pain.

Song Zhixin didn't rush people, and Wen Yu understood.

Although the parents were divorced for more than ten years, but one did not marry again, the other did not remarry, whether it was disappointment in the marriage or simply unable to accept the second person, Wen Yu didn't know.

Many destinies in life are difficult to explain, and her parents are no exception.

It would be a good result if you can seek a completeness with each other in the middle-aged people who are experiencing wind and rain and peace of mind.

That night, Jiang Yuhe stayed at Wen Yu's house for dinner.

Wen Qingyou also returned home from get off work, and the family sat on the table neatly for dinner. During the dinner, talking about Wen Yu's residence after returning to China, Wen Yu naturally pointed to Jiang Yuhe and said:

"Of course I live with him."

Wen Yi'an immediately stated: "I object."

How about living together?

Can my daughter's legs still be legs?

Wen Yian resolutely opposed, and therefore initiated a vote online:

"You are not married yet, and you are only in love. There is no need to live together for the time being. Now our family has stated that if there are too many objections, we are not allowed to live together."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

Wen Yu was also speechless: "Dad, you..."

Wen Yi'an first raised his hand: "I object."

He then looked at Song Zhixin, "You said."

Song Zhixin didn't bother to be reasonable, bowed his head and ate the vegetables, "I don't care about my daughter's private life."

This is in favor.

Wen Yi'an also knew that Song Zhixin would not object, and his hope was placed on Wen Qingyou's side.

Looking at his son, Wen Yi'an gave all kinds of eyes, "Qingyou, you said."

As long as Wen Qingyou objected, then two to one, he would have enough reason to prevent Jiang Yuhe from attacking his daughter's leg.

Wen Yi'an looked at his son expectantly.

It was obviously a funny thing, and Wen Yu didn't intend to take it seriously, but when her parents were tied, she still looked at her brother as if she was appetizing.

Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu have different positions. If Wen Yi'an insists on not allowing it, and really takes this vote as an argument, he can't forcefully live with Wen Yu.

Therefore, the key vote is Wen Qingyou's attitude.

Everyone looked at him, waiting for the answer.

Wen Qingyou calmly drank the soup in the bowl. After a long time, he raised his head and said two words faintly——

"I don't care."

The living room was as quiet as a chicken for several seconds.

"Huh!" Wen Yi'an, who had failed the vote, replied again, put down his chopsticks and left the table with anger.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yu couldn't help but laughter crazily echoing in the living room, "Is my dad now a little princess, just hum whenever he wants, who does he want to coax him?"

Wen Qingyou: "It's not you and me anyway."

"..."

After the meal, Wen Yu was reluctant to leave Song Zhixin because she was about to leave, and kept talking with her in the kitchen.

Jiang Yuhe took this opportunity to find Wen Qingyou, "Go out and talk?"

Wen Qingyou glanced at him and smiled: "Okay."

Two men of the same age, who had been constantly fighting before, finally ended the war that night, and chatted in harmony by the car outside the villa.

"Will you go back?" Jiang Yuhe asked.

Wen Qingyou took two cans of beer, one to Jiang Yuhe, one to Jiang Yuhe, and one to open it by himself and took a sip. It took a long time to say, "No."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yuhe opened the beer and said: "The last few days I have been here, she has been helping me look at the company."

"Really." Wen Qingyou didn't seem to be interested, his tone was light.

"Really don't care?"

Wen Qingyou was silent and did not answer this question.

Jiang Yuhe naturally understood it too, so he didn't ask any more and talked about something else.

"Thanks just now," he said.

Wen Qingyou: "What?"

"Your dad voted."

Jiang Yuhe did not expect that Wen Qingyou would vote for it.

Wen Qingyou sneered, "I'm so thankful for this, I'm just helping my sister."

"Anyway, thank you."

After listening to Wen Qingyou for a while, she turned to look at him, and said with a smile but a smile: "The prospective brother-in-law says thank you, it's rare."

Conversations between smart men never need too much remarks.

With a sound of the prospective brother-in-law, Wen Qingyou's position was already apparent.

Jiang Yuhe also lowered his eyes and chuckled twice: "Then, do I have to say it again, thank you elder brother for your accomplishment?"

Both sides looked at each other and both smiled indifferently.

It seemed that everything in the past was wiped out in this smile, and the two men touched the beer in their hands at the same time.

"Brothers, what are you talking about!" At this time, Wen Yu walked out of the house and saw the two men leaning against the car and chatting in a rare harmony. They were in a very happy mood. He walked straight to the middle of the two and acted coquettishly. Let’s talk together?"

Wen Qingyou: "No."

Jiang Yuhe: "No."

Wen Yu: "..."

Each pinched, "Okay, you two have a whisper now, don't you?"

Although this is the case, Wen Yu is still very happy to see that the two brothers finally no longer aim at each other as they did in the past.

She put her hands on the shoulders of the two men, and said with emotion: "I think I am the happiest person in the world now."

Wen Qingyou smiled: "Just because there are two brothers?"

"No." Wen Yu corrected. "You are my brother."

As he looked at Jiang Yuhe, his voice was obviously a little more shy, "He is the older brother, not the same."

Wen Qingyou cast a silent glance at her, "It's just you."

While the siblings were talking, Jiang Yuhe on the side calmly took Wen Yu's hand back on Wen Qingyou's shoulder.

Wen Qingyou: "?"

"Jiang Yuhe, are you as good as it is."

Jiang Yuhe didn't change his face: "As for."

"..."

"You really want someone to take your shoulder." Jiang Yuhe stretched out his hand, "I'll do it."

"..."

Wen Qingyou immediately walked away in disgust, and looked up speechlessly and drank the beer in his hand, "I don't know what my sister likes you when I'm so overbearing."

After talking about a parabola, throw the empty beer can into the trash can not far away, "Go, you guys have enough."

Wen Qingyou cursed and left, Wen Yu laughed to gasp, turned to see if Jiang Yuhe was laughing together, only to find this man leaning on the car and looking at him quietly, saying, "I want to know too."

Wen Yu was stunned with a smile: "What do you know?"

"I'm so overbearing, what do you like me?"

Wen Yu smiled gradually, blinked, hugged Jiang Yuhe's neck, and tapped his lips gently, "Is it okay to like you to be domineering?"

After a pause, he asked him, "What about you, what do you like about me?"

Jiang Yuhe looked at her indifferently, and did not answer for a long time.

Wen Yu didn't wait to hear what he wanted to hear, and understood that Jiang Yuhe was not good at sweet talk, so he pursed his lips, "Forget it, I know that you like me is enough."

The night was so quiet that only the moonlight was flowing. At this moment, the wind was blowing from nowhere, and Wen Yu's long hair was blown messy on her face. She stretched out her hand to stroke it, but was first reached by Jiang Yuhe's hand. .

He gently brushed away the messy hair on her face and looked at her clear eyes.

After a long time, I lowered my head and kissed her, gently and slowly, telling her with a warm breath between the teeth:

"I don't like it."

Wen Yu was caught off guard and slowly widened his eyes until his voice fell in his ears:

"Yuyu."

"I love you."