A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Wen Yu didn't give Jiang Yuhe face at all.

Even if he knows the phrase "you first" he just said, it may be that he had recovered and knew that he was wrong and wanted to give both sides a transitional step, but it is not necessary.

She was already angry.

And for a while, he didn't want to bother him.

Wen Yu once wanted the wind to get the wind and the rain to rain, and the people who chased her had circled the city in Jiangcheng, but now they have been reprimanded by others for motives and motives?

Whether it is bankrupt or cheated, Wen Yu can accept it calmly.

But her self-esteem could not accept such an insult to her personality.

What does he take her for?

The woman who wants to climb into his bed?

The conscience of heaven and earth, Wen Yu was completely afraid of being drunk, and he would only accompany him when sleeping outside by himself. How could he be so unbearable under suspicion.

For the first time, Wen Yu had the idea of ​​giving up on teaching Shen Mingjia to be a human being. It was the so-called when it was time to repay the grievances, and the enemies should be resolved and not settled. Since Xiaosan and him are in harmony with each other, then they will be fulfilled.

Even if his father went bankrupt, Wen Yu himself still had a house and a car. Selling them all to pick up his father and go to another city to start from the beginning, the years can still be calm.

Why did she force herself to take the script of abuse scum.

Wen Yu knew very well that Jiang Yuhe never accepted her from beginning to end.

That's why when she saw her lying next to her, the first reaction was suspicion, not a normal question.

That day, Wen Yu hadn't been out of the room all night.

At 7 o'clock the next morning, thinking Jiang Yuhe must have not got up at this time, Wen Yu got out of bed after getting dressed, was about to sit in a wheelchair, but got up and walked two steps on a whim.

Although the injured calf is still in pain, the hematoma has subsided a lot, and it is not impossible to walk slowly now.

Wen Yu didn't use a wheelchair, and walked out of the room step by step, leaning on the wall.

Unexpectedly, when I walked to the living room, I saw the twelfth aunt standing in the hallway with a suit in her hand.

And Jiang Yuhe, dressed as an elite, is changing shoes.

Wen Yu: "..."

Why is this man working so early today?

The twelfth aunt saw Wen Yu coming out on her own, and she was stunned: "What are you worried about, take care of yourself, and don't leave any sequelae."

Wen Yu glanced at Jiang Yuhe. Although she was still angry, she knew very well that her waywardness last night could be explained by her little grievances. If she had a stinky face after a night, the characters before and after It collapsed.

So he switched back immediately, biting his lip and whispered: "I'm just afraid, in case I do something wrong next time, I..."

Listen, feel wronged and humble.

With your words, Jiang Yuhe, your amnesiad sister started to learn to walk overnight in preparation for being driven out of the house.

Just ask if you are not punishable.

Sure enough, when Wen Yu said these frustrating remarks, even the twelfth aunt, who was usually cold, felt softened, "No, our young master didn't mean that."

The twelfth aunt subconsciously went to see Jiang Yuhe, expecting him to say something, but the man's face was flat, he changed his shoes and put on his coat and went out.

After a while, Wen Yu heard the sound of a car starting in the yard.

Boy, you are so kind.

Since coming here, good fellow Wen Yu has said that he is tired.

Jiang Yuhe didn't save face, and the twelfth aunt was also a little embarrassed. He untied his bib and changed the subject with Wen Yu: "I have something to go out and come back at noon. There is food in the refrigerator. You can get it when you are hungry."

Wen Yu wanted to ask where the twelfth aunt was going, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly reacted—

Isn't it the best time for her to go to the hotel in the morning when the host and housekeeper are not present?

But another problem lies ahead.

Even if she leaves easily now, what about coming back?

She has no keys.

But Wen Yu can't take care of that much anymore. There are only a few days left before the reservation period given by the hotel. No one knows if there will be such an opportunity in the future. She can't miss it.

And to be honest, just like Jiang Yuhe's attitude just now, she doesn't care if she can stay.

If you can get your ID card, you can simply buy a ticket back to Jiangcheng and stop playing.

Determined, Wen Yu borrowed some money from You Xin on WeChat, and when the twelfth aunt left, he called himself a car to the hotel.

It may be luck that the master I met is a enthusiastic person, not only helped Wen Yu get into the car, but also helped to receive her wheelchair.

After arriving at the hotel, Wen Yu quickly expressed her intention, and the staff immediately sent someone to take her to a VIP room.

"Miss, wait a moment, I'll get it for you now."

Wen Yu nodded and sat quietly in the position waiting, but a voice suddenly fell over, "Miss Wen?"

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, and looked up, it turned out to be Shen Mingjia's junior.

As expected, Shen Mingjia stood beside her.

That's right, no one in Beijing knew Wen Yu at all, and those who could meet him in this hotel were just this pair of dog men and women.

Fang Ying walked in, looked up and down Wen Yu a few times, and wondered: "Why did you get in the wheelchair? And what's wrong with this nose?"

Wen Yu just wanted to take the bag and leave quickly, but didn't want to pay attention to them, so he turned around and carried them back.

Ke Fangying obviously didn't want to miss this opportunity to taunt her:

"We've all heard about your family's affairs. No matter what, don't do things you can't think of. If you have any needs, you can tell Brother Jia. I won't mind him helping you, right, Brother Jia."

Wen Yu: "..."

The tea taste is too strong.

"Help me?" Wen Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What can your brother Jia do to help me? Isn't it clear to me whether he has that ability? The pay for one of his plays is not enough for me to buy a package, so you Rare."

Shen Mingjia laughed.

In his opinion, the hard-mouthed Wen Yu is just the end of the fight.

"Do you still think you are still a young lady? Anyone will be used to you letting you?" Shen Mingjia shook his head, "Look at what you are now, sober Wen Yu, your family is already bankrupt."

The staff member walked over with Wen Yu's bag at this moment, "Miss Wen, look at the contents."

Wen Yu opened the bag and glanced at it, then nodded at the other party, "Thank you."

"What if our family is bankrupt." Wen Yu took the bag and looked at Shen Mingjia calmly, "I Wen Yu is still alive, and I will live more comfortably than you, Shen Mingjia, and happier than you, because I have to wait— "

Wen Yu leaned forward slightly, and then pressed his body over: "Look when a scum like you rolls over."

Although the last sentence was soft, Shen Mingjia was inexplicably shocked, but it was only for a second. He smiled disdainfully, "Okay, then I wish you an early wish."

Then he pulled Fang Ying: "Let's go."

…It's crazy!

Wen Yu also knew that Shen Mingjia only relied on knowing that Wen's family had fallen, and that Wen Yu had also changed from a phoenix to a pheasant. It was impossible to compete with him. That's why she was so unscrupulous.

Sure enough, scumbags have no moral bottom line.

Back in the car, Wen Yu was still getting itchy with anger. The driver asked her: "Miss, where are you going?"

Wen Yu didn't even think about it, "Airport."

While speaking, he opened the bag in his hand.

Lipstick, hand cream, wallet ID card are all there, and the delicate velvet box—

Inside were cufflinks intended to be given to Shen Mingjia.

The gift that was full of joy and love at the beginning is now so ironic.

The cufflinks dazzled in the box, reminding Wen Yu of the words Shen Mingjia said:

"Do you think you are a big lady?"

"Be sober, your family is bankrupt."

"I wish you an early realization of your wish."

Wen Yu thought a thousand times, gritted his teeth.

Bitch.

Three seconds before the end of the red light, Wen Yu closed his eyes, struggling and struggling, and finally shouted to the driver: "Forget it, let's go back the same way."

If she just returned to Jiangcheng like this, wouldn't she have fulfilled Shen Mingjia's wish.

Didn't he wish his wish be fulfilled as soon as possible, then just keep your eyes open and wait.

Wen Yu's fighting spirit was ignited again, and he straightened up instantly: "Master, is there a second-hand luxury goods store on the way back?"

Wen Yu returned to the villa before eleven o'clock.

The door was closed, and the twelfth aunt had obviously not returned yet.

This also means that Wen Yu's rebellious departure this time is very safe, without knowing it, no one will know.

She remotely controlled the wheelchair into the courtyard of the villa and stopped.

It's December, and the weather is getting colder day by day. It's rare to see the sun today, the sun is warm and mellow, and it is very comfortable to shine on the body.

Wen Yu thought about it, and when the twelfth aunt came back, she said that she wanted to come to the yard to bask in the sun, but the door was closed as soon as the wind blew.

This reason is so perfect that there is no flaw.

Wen Yu closed his eyes and basked in the sun comfortably.

Who knows this, when the sun went down, the twelfth aunt did not go home.

Winter nights always come very early, the sky gets darker, and the surrounding temperature begins to drop sharply.

No need, really no need, Wen Yu thought.

If she did something wrong, she could ask Jiang Yuhe to come back and question herself a few more words, instead of waiting for it to be cold and hungry as it is now, and the sky is still faintly snowing.

the most important is,

She really wants to go to the bathroom...

At half past six, Lao He took Jiang Yuhe, who had just finished the meeting, to have dinner with the client.

On the way, Jiang Yuhe asked Li Bai: "Is there any news from the Public Security Bureau."

Li Bai shook his head: "No, they said that they haven't reported missing recently."

This is unreasonable. A living person has disappeared. Has no family found out?

Or is she not from Beijing at all?

Lao He then interjected and asked: "Boss, is the lady living well in your house? Is there anything she lacks? I bought a lot according to my girl's preference last time, and I don't know whether she likes it or not. "

Li Bai coughed timely.

However, Lao He had no idea that he had done the boss’s work and received the credit of the boss, and he continued to be immersed in his own emotions, "Boss, can I go and see her this weekend? After all, I hit him. I want to endure. Give her some soup to make up."

Jiang Yuhe finally couldn't listen anymore and raised his head: "Do you think I will abuse her?"

Lao He shook his head quickly: "Of course not, I know the boss is hard-hearted, or else I won't take her home, I just want to do my best."

As soon as the voice fell, Lao He's cell phone rang.

It was not allowed to answer the phone while driving. He was about to press it down, but when he saw that it was actually from Wen Yu, he murmured doubtfully:

"Why is that girl calling?"

He turned sideways slightly, "Boss, can I pick it up, I'm afraid the girl will find me in an emergency."

The man stared at the snow outside the window and did not make a statement.

Silence is the default, and Lao He quickly picked up the call:

"What's the matter with the girl, what's the matter?"

Wen Yu's weak voice, "Uncle He, you, do you know the twelfth aunt's phone number?"

"Twelfth aunt?" Lao He frowned, "No, how can I have her number? What's the matter, you are looking for her? Isn't she at home?"

After two seconds, Lao He opened his eyes wide, turned and rushed to Jiang Yuhe in the back row and shouted in a panic: "It's not good boss, the little girl is locked out of the door to freeze to death!"

Jiang Yuhe: "?"

…

…

At the door of the villa, Wen Yu curled up, put his hands in his mouth and sighed, trying to get a little warmth.

When I used to watch Korean dramas, they always said that the first snow is beautiful and romantic.

Chuxue must be with someone she likes.

But why is she so embarrassed, let alone a man, there is not even a ghost around her.

It's so cold, I really want to have a warm bed.

I really want to have a cup of hot milk.

I really want to... Forget it, third-class citizens don't deserve to think about it.

It has been a while since the call for help was made. Wen Yu was not sure whether Jiang Yuhe would come back, but he was not very hopeful about his attitude yesterday and this morning.

Now it's up to him to ignore his life and death.

Because it was too cold, Wen Yu closed her eyes and tried to distract her with her mind.

Closed, she suddenly felt light in front of her eyes.

I opened my eyes and saw that, sure enough, a bunch of warm yellow headlights lit up the snowy night, all the way towards the villa.

Finally stopped in front of the door.

Someone has come down.

...Is Jiang Woo Hyuk? ?

It turned out to be true! of! Yes! he!

Good job, my brother is intentional!

Brother is just cold outside and hot inside!

My brother finally showed his tender side!

I want to be more tolerant and understanding of my brother!

Wen Yu, who had just been frozen to a decadent face, immediately came to his spirits. She wanted to sit and prepare a sweet smile to thank her good brother for coming to save her in the wind and snow, but then he thought about—

Wait, this is definitely a good opportunity to arouse men's desire for protection and homosexuality.

She's frozen like this and she smiles and fart, is she so happy to be frozen?

So when Jiang Yuhe was ten meters away from him, Wen Yu quickly changed his strategy, closed his eyes, and made a look of being frozen to the point of losing his mind.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters.

Wen Yu could feel the man approaching step by step.

She was excited and looking forward to wondering whether Jiang Yuhe would take off her coat and put it on her body, or just pick her up and go home to keep warm?

Getting closer.

I'm coming.

Wen Yu almost held his breath, his heart pounding because of his excitement.

However, after waiting for a few seconds, none of the imaginary operations took place.

But she faintly felt it, as if a finger came under her nose.

"???"

Not necessarily, I'm still alive. Thank you.