A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

This sudden intimacy once made Wen Yu very frightened.

The words elder brother had nothing to say from her own mouth, but from Jiang Yuhe's mouth, Wen Yu's hair was trembling.

what happened to him?

Yesterday, I didn't care about myself, but today I suddenly played with my brother and sister.

Could it be that his revelation of true feelings touched him last night? Awaken his long-dead conscience?

Thinking about it, apart from this matter, it seems that nothing else can make this man suddenly change so much.

Can't tell, brother is still a man of temperament?

The co-pilot's door was open, and Jiang Yuhe stood by the door, waiting for Wen Yu to pass.

Wen Yu paused, carefully moved forward two steps, and stopped again.

Wait a minute, he now seems to be overwhelmed by family affection on his conscience, what if he calms down and loses his passion?

When the time comes, will you say that you are brazen and bold, even daring to sit next to him?

After all, the man's mood turned too fast, and Wen Yu was a little uncertain.

"Do you need help?" Jiang Yuhe asked her suddenly.

"Huh?" The pensive Wen Yu was stunned. Before he could say the word "Don't", Jiang Yuhe's hand was stretched out.

He gently put Wen Yu's arm, slowly approaching the co-pilot's position.

"..."

Wen Yu's brain went blank for a moment.

In less than two seconds, she was sent to the throne of the co-pilot by Jiang Yuhe.

Not only that, but Jiang Yuhe also thoughtfully helped her fasten her seat belt.

Wen Yu: "..."

Thank you, I got numb.

Wen Yu sat stiffly, although he could not see any fluctuations on his face, his heart exploded like crazy.

What just happened!

This man actually took the initiative to have physical contact with himself?

Doesn't he hate women touching him?

At that close distance, Wen Yu even smelled the undissipated smell of tobacco from his body, as well as the heat gushing out of his breath when he leaned over.

Wen Yu's heartbeat soared to a hundred and two in an instant.

At the other end, seeing Wen Yu sitting upright like a puppet, Jiang Yuhe frowned, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yu regained his senses, desperately hiding his shock under his expression, swallowed, and squeezed out a smile:

"...No, my brother is so kind to me suddenly, I'm just a little uncomfortable."

More than unaccustomed.

She is now showing intense discomfort from the strands of hair to the soles of her feet!

Jiang Yuhe hummed, "Then get used to it, it will be like this in the future."

"..."

Wen Yu was made uncomfortable by him, and even the play was not so natural:

"Brother, have you been unhappy recently?"

"If you are unhappy, you can't be bored. Why don't you tell me, maybe I can enlighten you?"

Anyway, don't make fun of me, okay?

You are so scary!

Jiang Yuhe drove the car, with a fluttering glance at Wen Yu.

unhappy?

It is indeed a little bit.

From the day I found out that I had blamed her wrongly and felt a sense of guilt.

From last night I saw her crying and crying and feeling helpless and feeling helpless.

Jiang Yuhe finally realized that his twenty-six years of unfettered life began to have such an indispensable tail.

It's annoying to think of it.

He is accustomed to freedom, hates being disturbed in life, hating emotions being swayed by others, hating all attempts to change his existence.

In the final analysis, it was me who took people away from the entrance of the nursing home.

Since he brought the people back, there is nothing to complain about. Rather than being cold and negative, it's better to be positive. As the doctor said, cooperate with her in acting as a brother and sister, hoping to recall her memory sooner, so that you can send it away sooner and return yourself clean.

"Not unhappy." He replied to Wen Yu, "You think too much."

Wen Yu: "..."

After that, the two did not speak again, and Wen Yu was also quietly digesting the sudden qualitative change between the two.

After the car reached the villa, Jiang Yuhe parked the car at the door: "You go back first, and I have an appointment."

Wen Yu asked casually as he unfastened his seat belt, "Where else to go, it's so late."

Jiang Yuhe's habitual response was "what's up to you", but when he heard the words and remembered the task at hand, he forced himself to take it back and replied patiently:

"I made an appointment with a friend to shoot arrows."

"Archery?"

Wen Yu's eyes lit up, and the unfastened seat belt was buckled back again, "It sounds like a very interesting look."

Jiang Yuhe noticed her little movement and looked at her sideways.

Wen Yu blinked, "Brother, I want to play too."

"..."

Jiang Yuhe stopped on the steering wheel for a long time, struggled for a few seconds in his heart, and finally succumbed.

After all, I just said with a friendly face that I would treat her well in the future, but now I just want to go out and play with it. If I refuse such a small thing, it seems to be a bit slapped.

Forget it.

Jiang Yuhe started the car, "Let's go."

Wen Yu originally just said to try, but Jiang Yuhe did not expect Jiang Yuhe to agree.

She began to really believe that this man was moved by what she said last night, and after deep regret and reflection, she realized her fault.

It must be so!

Wen Yu didn't expect that an impromptu performance by herself would solve a problem she could not conquer for so long.

Surprise joy is probably like this.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at a private arrow museum in Beijing.

In the past, Wen Yu had a friend who played archery. He knew a little about this sport. Although he didn't know how to play, he knew it was a hobby that started to burn money when he reached the high end.

Jiang Yuhe made an appointment with a friend, and Wen Yu listened to him. He turned out to be the big boss of the domestic hotel industry, Qi Xu.

Wen Yu had an impression of this man. When he checked Jiang Yuhe's information and interviews on the Internet, he often saw the reports of the two men and knew that they were good friends.

"This is?" Qi Xu asked Jiang Yuhe, pointing at Wen Yu.

Seeing that Jiang Yuhe didn't think of a suitable word to introduce himself, Wen Yu immediately introduced himself, "Hello, Mr. Qi, just call me Xiaoyu."

…

After the brief introduction, Jiang Yuhe left with Qi Xu.

Wen Yu sat and watched them play.

Jiang Yuhe took off his windbreaker jacket, and his black shirt had half-sleeved sleeves. From the back, he looked like he was standing and pulling his bow. He did not lose the stars and male models in the entertainment industry.

Wen Yu quietly took a picture of him from behind and sent it to You Xin.

You Xin: [? Who is that? 】

Wen Yu: [How many points do you score? 】

You Xin: [You can see a fart from the back, and I have the ability to show me the front. 】

Wen Yu looked at the screen and smiled.

Positive.

She raised her head and quietly moved the wheelchair under her feet to a position where she could see Jiang Yuhe's side face.

Then, taking advantage of him not paying attention, he quickly took a few more sneak shots.

In the camera, the man looks forward with a bow, his posture is tall and straight, and the moment the arrow shoots out, his face is calm and calm.

Wen Yu glanced at it and reopened WeChat to reply to You Xin:

[I can’t give it in the front, because I am afraid that you will be handsome. 】

You Xin sent a despised emoticon: [What handsome guy in our circle hasn't seen? Unless it is at the level of boss Jiang, the others will not kill me, so feel free to send it boldly. 】

Wen Yu pursed his lips, typing out a lot of words and photos, so I thought about it and deleted it.

Once Jiang Yuhe started on this topic, she believed that You Xin would be able to keep her sleepless and ask until dawn.

For safety's sake, let's forget it for now, and I'll talk about it next time.

So she changed the subject and asked her: [How are you doing? 】

You Xin: [I just finished shooting a group, now I’m resting at home, there’s no filming for the time being. 】

[By the way, I have already withdrawn from that celebrity club group. 】

Wen Yu was taken aback, and immediately asked: [Why? 】

[They kicked your original number out of the group, and it doesn’t make sense for me to stay there. And now everyone is holding Zhao Wenjing, I can't act like holding her stinky feet, I simply retreated a hundred, originally they only let me in because of your face. 】

The celebrity club is a small group composed of the second generation of rich Jiangcheng and some famous model stars. Before Wen Yu was involved, he was regarded as being held in the moon by the stars.

Now I actually said that I kicked it.

Wen Yu's original phone was dropped, and she couldn't go up without verification on WeChat, and she didn't bother to find it back.

Because for her, since everything in the past is lost, it's okay to throw away everything clean.

Now I am a brand new Wen Yu.

Wen Yu comforted You Xin: [It's okay, if you retreat, retreat, and my sister will take you to fly again. 】

While lowering his hair, Wen Yu suddenly felt his eyes stop on him. She looked up, and sure enough—

Jiang Yuhe and Qi Xu didn't know if they were talking about her, they all looked over now.

Wen Yu's thoughts still stopped on You Xin for a while, he hurriedly piled up a smiley face by surprise, and then pretended to be well-behaved, raising his hands above his head, and showing a heart to Jiang Yuhe.

Qi Xu smiled lightly, and turned to ask Jiang Yuhe while wiping the bow: "How does she compare her heart to you, don't you answer one?"

Jiang Yuhe snorted, staring at the target, "I'm not that boring."

"It's not boring, but I will take them home," Qi Xu set up his bow and pulled the strings at the same time as Jiang Yuhe: "Could it be that she saw her amnesia and wanted to take the opportunity to take it for herself."

"ill."

During the conversation, the arrows of the two men shot out almost at the same time.

The target was pulled closer, and the results of both sides were clear at a glance. Qi Xu said meaningfully: "What are you thinking about, you seem to be out of shape tonight."

Jiang Yuhe didn't reply, he lowered his head to arrange his bow and arrow, and paused, "Do you know an expert in treating amnesia?"

Qi Xu pondered for a moment, "A foreign medical doctor gave a medical lecture in our hotel before. It seems to be a topic in this area. I vaguely remember that they tried a treatment method that seemed to be effective, but it was painful."

As he said, Qi Xu turned his head and glanced at Wen Yu, who was looking around boredly, "I don't think she may be able to bear it."

Jiang Yuhe didn't seem to hear the following supplementary sentence, and said directly: "Give me the doctor's contact information."

After returning from the archery hall, Wen Yu was in a good mood.

Although it was just sitting in the stadium, it was better than going back and facing the four walls of the third-class citizen's room, which was boring.

Moreover, watching Jiang Yuhe shoot an arrow is indeed a pleasing sight.

Wen Yu glanced at Jiang Yuhe secretly. The man was driving attentively and did not notice her.

After thinking about it, others brought themselves out to play, and in return, it was time for me to say something.

So Wen Yu cleared his throat and sat down to start business:

"Brother, you look so handsome when shooting arrows."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

"You just go there, the people next to you are eclipsed."

"..."

"Really, I saw many beautiful women secretly taking pictures of you and Mr. Qi. Your charm must have conquered them."

"..."

Jiang Yuhe looked at the front, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and propped the other hand on the car window. There was an obvious relief gesture.

He was learning to accept such a twittering carriage.

After a meeting, "Really."

Jiang Yuhe sounded like he was continuing this topic with Wen Yu with great interest, but he was expressionless on his face: "Then, do you think Mr. Qi or I are more attractive."

Good guy, kind of shameless.

Asking this question is waiting for me to praise you.

Wen Yu understands too well.

According to the routine, Wen Yu should indeed praise Jiang Yuhe to the sky.

But she doesn't plan to do that today.

Because sometimes being overly diligent will make you look like an unprincipled licking dog, this trick may be effective at first, but over time it will make people bored and feel that you are hypocritical.

Licking the dog to the end will only have nothing.

What Wen Yu has to do is to give Jiang Yuhe a blow to Jiang Yuhe who is already stuck in his comfort zone.

Tell him with cold reality that she is definitely a principled, tasteful, fair and just woman.

Besides, Mr. Qi is a bit more enthusiastic than him, and he knows to give himself water in the middle of the journey.

That's right, today is to praise President Qi.

Wen Yu deliberately made a look of serious contrast thinking, "The combination of Mr. Qi's white shirt and gold wire glasses is very good, handsome and stable, mature and wise, full of reverie, noble, abstinence, and mysterious temperament. "

Jiang Yuhe didn't say anything, waiting for her to continue to evaluate herself.

However, after waiting for two seconds, "Brother, you are a little bit close in this regard."

"?"

"So I'm sorry, brother, I choose Mr. Qi."

"...?"

Jiang Yuhe sneered.

What a good sister.

Give you food, live with you, and **** your brother as a guest, but in the end he can't compare to a man you just met?

Jiang Yuhe continued driving without a word. He stopped at an intersection and said coldly to the air:

"Don't think about it, someone has a girlfriend, it's not your turn."