A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Approaching April, the spring in Jiangcheng came early. In the past few days, the temperature reached 17 degrees. Wen Yu got up and opened the curtains, and the room was flooded with sunlight.

The continuous good weather continued to heal her mood.

It has been almost a month since Wen Yu returned to Jiangcheng.

The day after she got caught in the rain, she developed a high fever when she returned from the Huatian Night Market. You Xin was afraid of an accident, so she had to contact Wen Qingyou.

Wen Qingyou rushed to Beijing on the earliest flight, but this time he never let Wen Yu's temperament anymore, and brought people back to Jiangcheng overnight.

After that, Wen Yu was banned by his brother and was not allowed to go anywhere.

In fact, it is forbidden to return to Beijing.

Wen Qingyou had expected that Wen Yu would have this day, so he stayed in the country and did not leave.

Fortunately, all this was hidden from Wen Yi'an. The old father didn't know anything. He thought that his daughter was working hard in Beijing and was taken home by his brother.

At eight o'clock exactly, Zhou Yue called: "Are you up?"

Wen Yu returned to him while changing his clothes: "When I wake up, I will come to the meeting with something to eat."

"Well, slow down the road, it's foggy today."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yu rinsed quickly. After the end, two slices of toast were also out. She poured the milk and quickly browsed the news in the entertainment and investment circles between meals.

At 8:30 in the morning, Wen Yu went out.

It was her Ferrari red Laferrar that drove.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Yu arrived at the parking lot of a high-end office building in Jiangcheng, and then went straight to the 12th floor of the building.

1201, a new office in Baiping.

The company’s name-"Pisces Entertainment" is written on the back of the wall at the entrance front desk

"All our information has been sent to the organizer. It is said that we are the smallest company among all participating bidders."

"It's okay to be small, don't they also have a lot of small ips, we start from a young age and develop slowly." Wen Yu pointed to a document on the table, "Now, this "Quiet Girl in the Harem" is not bad. I have read the original. , The characters have tension and the plot is also very humorous, suitable for low-cost online dramas. Don’t worry, we won’t compete with others for the big hits.

Zhou Yue nodded, "It's good if you feel good, after all, you have been behind him for so long."

"..."

The atmosphere quieted down suddenly.

Wen Yu hummed, there was no wave on his face, but his heart was already disturbed by this light and fluttering sentence.

She pretended to be indifferent to pour the water, Zhou Yue asked again behind her:

"Will he come tomorrow."

"..."

Water slowly poured into the cup, Wen Yu was silent for a while,

"will not."

"The person in charge of the copyright department will come directly to this copyright auction conference where their company held a meeting."

Otherwise she would not dare to sign up.

It was neither long nor short, and the two hadn't seen each other for almost a month.

In the first few days, I was so dizzy and drowsy. I was crying and saying sorry to him in my dreams. Later, when I got better, I woke up and found myself in Jiangcheng. I always felt that the past three months were not true.

It seemed that it was just a sleepless dream after three months of sleep.

And that person never appeared again.

Wen Yu was distracted and was pulled back by a phone call.

Zhou Yue helped her pick up the phone: "Your father called."

"Yuyu, are you busy at the company? In the evening, your Uncle Liu invited us to dinner, saying that he would introduce you to a senior in this industry, and it would be helpful to your career."

Wen Yu sighed: "No need, Dad, brother Yue and I are still sorting out the information about participating in the auction tomorrow, and there is still a lot of work to prepare."

"Yuyu, although Dad has never set foot in the entertainment industry, every industry is the same, and personal connections are very important. Your small company has just been established now. It is only good for you to know more people, not to mention your Uncle Liu. Introduced, obedient, Xingsheng Restaurant, at seven o'clock in the evening, come with A Yue."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yue also persuaded Wen Yu: "Uncle is right, contacts are very important."

Of course Wen Yu knows this truth, but tomorrow is the auction. She is a little nervous and wants to do all kinds of work.

"Don't be so nervous," Zhou Yue comforted her. "It's just a bidding project. You are not familiar with me, but I am familiar with it."

The Huadu Group went bankrupt, but Zhou Yue did not leave. After solving all the finishing work in about three months, he happened to encounter Wen Yu and wanted to start a company by himself.

Anyway, we have to recruit people. Of course, Wen Yi'an strongly recommends this outstanding man who has been with him for many years to continue to assist his daughter——

"I can rest assured that A Yue will help you."

Wen Qingyou also agreed with his father's arrangement. He originally wanted to spend his money to sponsor his sister's business, but Wen Yu was very stubborn and didn't ask for any money. He mortgaged his car and house to open this Pisces entertainment.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a private plane landed slowly at Jiangcheng Airport.

In the cabin, a long-haired woman looked out the window and said with emotion: "Jiangcheng is much warmer than Beijing. No wonder it is said that all seasons are like spring here. I like this city the most. It is suitable for hand-in-hand romance."

Jiang Yuhe glanced at her speechlessly: "You say that in every city."

"So what~" Jiang Lingwei glanced at her younger brother: "At least I maintain my passion for love. Unlike you, when my mother gave birth to you, did you think about it or something? Have you ever liked women? what?"

This question Jiang Woo Hyuk was almost asked all the way.

He sighed, thinking that he shouldn't agree to let Jiang Lingwei follow along on this trip.

Jiang Lingwei and grandma returned from the United States two weeks ago, and the house suddenly became a lot of fun.

Finally, he pulled Jiang Yuhe out of the inextricable suffocation and dullness.

"Little boy, do you want to have a socializing later in the evening, I will not go?" Jiang Lingwei said.

Jiang Yuhe frowned, "I said a few times, don't call me that."

"What's wrong with calling you like this? My elder sister has always called you this way since I was young. Doesn't the eldest sister know how to be a mother? You are not married." After a pause, Jiang Lingwei looked at him in good time: "If you have the ability to get married, Jiang Yuhe."

"..."

Jiang Yuhe has been restrained by Jiang Lingwei as his sister since he was a child. The two are two years apart. Jiang Lingwei is proficient in five languages ​​and is quite strong. He is also one of the senior leaders of Yasheng. It's just a natural preference for freedom, and my mind is not fully focused on family business.

The car came to pick up the two siblings, Jiang Lingwei said: "I will go to the bar in Jiangcheng to sit in the evening, you don't care about me.

Who wants to control you.

Jiang Yuhe glanced at her faintly: "You can relax a little bit, don't play with the fire."

Jiang Lingwei sneered, and said with disdain: "Your sister, I am a high-end player, is it okay to have a very high vision."

After a pause, he looked out the window and said with emotion: "I've seen one after so long."

Jiang Yuhe rarely saw a slightly different look in his sister's eyes, "Seriously?"

Jiang Lingwei immediately sat upright, put on sunglasses, noble and glamorous: "It's impossible, I'm not married."

The car quickly drove the two to the hotel, and after a short rest, it was dinner time.

Jiang Yuhe changed his clothes to go to the appointment.

After getting in the car, Li Bai handed Jiang Yuhe a piece of paper: "The address has been found."

Jiang Yuhe glanced around, said nothing, folded it and put it in his pocket.

Li Bai looked worried and asked, "Does this dinner have to go tonight? You haven't had a good rest this month. I'm afraid your body won't be able to stand it."

"Uncle Liu and my dad have a little friendship, he said, I went to have a drink to save face and leave." Jiang Yuhe was indeed very tired, and his voice was flat.

"Then..." Li Bai hesitated for a long time before asking, "When will I look for her."

However, the man in the back seat did not reply for a long time.

Li Bai turned his head quietly and found that he had closed his eyes to rest, so he didn't bother him anymore, and only told the driver to drive slowly and stop as much as possible to allow Jiang Yuhe to take a break.

Although Jiang Yuhe didn't speak, Li Bai also knew that Jiang Cheng was here for Wen Yu.

The copyright auction conference was originally held in Chengdu this month. Unexpectedly, there were some problems between the organizer and the local political and propaganda department. Later, he asked Jiang Yuhe for his opinion and wanted to change the event to Jiangcheng or Huacheng nearby.

He chose Jiangcheng.

Even came here in person.

Others may not know the reason, but Li Bai knows the knot in Jiang Yuhe's heart, and has never let go of it.

After driving quietly for ten minutes, the car drove into the main street avenue next to Jiaoyue River. It was the evening rush hour. The surrounding traffic came and went. The twilight enveloped the river bank, and there were countless undulating lights on the surface of the river.

Suddenly, an engine sound came from far and near behind him.

The roar was very arrogant and directly awakened Jiang Yuhe.

He glanced sideways and saw a Ferrari red laferrar passing by the commercial car he was riding in, passing like a gust of wind.

Li Bai shook his head straight: "I will definitely not be able to stand in that car."

The driver in the front row is used to saying, "Hum, you don't know, this is our famous sports car player in Jiangcheng, a girl, not to mention beautiful people, car playing better than many men."

Jiang Yuhe had already closed his eyes, but the front-row driver added again—"It's a pity that my family went bankrupt. Now I am starting my own business, and I am quite resilient."

The word bankruptcy successfully brought back Jiang Yuhe's attention.

Li Bai also noticed the subtle keywords.

He saw Jiang Yuhe's eyes and immediately asked the driver, "What is the name of the girl you are talking about?"

The driver laughed, "The former eldest lady of Huadu Group, who doesn't know her in Jiangcheng, Wen Yu, does the boss know her?"

Li Bai: "..."

Jiang Yuhe: "..."

The car happened to stop at a red light at this time, and Wen Yu's conspicuous red car stopped in the first place.

After a long while, Jiang Yuhe said calmly: "Come on."

The driver was taken aback: "Huh?"

Li Bai pointed to the front: "Just ask you to follow."

Good guy, this makes it difficult for an old driver who is nearly fifty years old.

Wen Yu drove wildly, as agile as a snake, sweating with the old driver, and tried his best to stay behind.

Jiang Yuhe remembered the first time he took her home from the nursing home. He deliberately drove very fast. How did she react?

Jiang Yuhe still remembers how pitiful she was at the time--

Holding on to the handrail, "Brother, I'm afraid."

Looking at the well-known Jiangcheng sports car player in front of him, Jiang Yuhe didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh for a moment.

Coincidentally, Wen Yu's car also stopped at the entrance of Xingsheng Restaurant.

The old driver parked the car and quietly wiped his sweat on the side to catch his breath.

Jiang Yuhe didn't move, looking at the red car in front of him.

After a while, a man came out first from the side co-pilot.

White shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, a bit familiar.

After a pause, someone came out of the main driving position.

The door opened, and the first thing you saw was a pair of long legs wrapped in tall boots, followed by a short black skirt, and a long curly hair that slid down shoulder-to-shoulder.

The figure got out of the car and stood straight.

Her face, her people.

Her body.

Gradually focused and concentrated in Jiang Yuhe's eyes.

The man took a windbreaker from the back of the car and handed it to Wen Yu. I didn't know what was said, unfolding the clothes and forcibly put it on her.

The two walked into the restaurant side by side.

Each of these actions has a huge amount of information, and they are all information that can make the latter one explode. Li Baixin jumped in his throat and looked at the rearview mirror silently.

Jiang Yuhe's eyes were as dark as the sky at this time, and the remnants of the cloud were rolled up, not bottoming out.

The driver had long since dared not utter a loud voice. Li Bai only tried to ease his relief, "Maybe, it's just a friend."

Jiang Yuhe didn't answer him, and looked away, as if he hadn't seen anything, his eyes were very calm.

But Li Bai knew that the more calm it was, the more terrifying those who were suppressed by the sediment.

As he went upstairs, Wen Yu buttoned his trench coat and said to Zhou Yue: "Can you not treat me like a kid like my brother."

"That won't work," Zhou Yue returned to her as he walked: "Your brother told me that I can't let you freeze anymore. Last time I got pneumonia. It was cold at night, so it doesn't hurt to keep it warm."

"...You have the final say."

Wen Qingyou went to City B to have problems, Zhou Yue directly became the second Wen Qingyou, and he took care of everything like his brother.

When Wen Yu buttoned the trench coat, he also found the box, opened the door, and Wen Yi'an had arrived.

The old acquaintance Uncle Liu was still sitting next to him.

"Yu'er is here, come on, this is Uncle Liu, do you still know him?" Wen Yi'an beckoned and introduced.

Wen Yu respectfully stepped forward: "Hello Uncle Liu."

Liu Zhengming used to be neighbors with the Wen family. Later, his family immigrated to a foreign country. This time he came back to visit relatives and learned that his old neighbor's business was not going well. Fortunately, his daughter is smart and active. Now he is working hard to start a business.

"Yu'er is so old, the eldest girl, sit down." Liu Zhengming said: "It's a coincidence that my neighbor in the United States does this in their family. It is not an exaggeration to say that the family is in this circle. They are top-notch, but the couple has now focused on the two-person world, and the business is entrusted to the son to take care of him. It just so happens that he is also in Jiangcheng tonight. I just want to let you see each other, and it will be helpful to Yu'er in the future. it is good."

Wen Yu didn't pay attention to this. She was almost late and rushed over in a hurry. Now she is very thirsty.

There was already good tea in front of him. Just after Wen Yu took a sip, he heard the door open behind him, and then Liu Zhengming got up and said, "Oh, the guests are here."

Wen Yu hurriedly swallowed the water in his mouth, who knew that when he turned his head, he steadily ran into a familiar black figure.

And the indifferent look in his eyes that would mess up the square inch by just looking at it.

Wen Yu felt that the water he had just drunk instantly boiled.

The fever made her feel hot and tingling from the heel to the scalp.

She sat at the round table in a daze, watching Liu Zhengming come up to welcome people lively, and what kind of polite remarks she was saying, the atmosphere couldn't be more normal.

But she seemed to hear nothing.

Everything around it seemed to be muted in an instant, and the people around were also blurred. Only the figure standing in front of her was in her eyes.

Wen Yu was unbelievable and at a loss.

How could it be him……

"Yuyu?" Wen Yi'an's voice pulled her back, prompting: "Your Uncle Liu introduced you to you, why are you in a daze? This is President Jiang."

Wen Yu looked at Jiang Yuhe closely, feeling inexplicably as if his throat was blocked by something, and could not make a sound.

But she still stood up mechanically and stretched out her hand: "Jiang, President Jiang."

"Hello, Miss Wen." Jiang Yuhe's tone couldn't hear the slightest fluctuation, and he was as calm as greeting strangers.

Before Liu Zhengming had time to get to know Zhou Yue, he hurriedly asked Wen Yi'an beside him. Wen Yi'an smiled. He didn't know what was said in his ear. Liu Zhengming laughed, "Understand, understand!"

Then he introduced Jiang Yuhe meaningfully: "This is called Zhou Yue, Xiaoyu's right-hand man, and the future son-in-law of my old neighbor, who you know."

"..."

What son-in-law?

Wen Yu's eyebrows jumped, he immediately stood a little away with Zhou Yue, and solemnly declared, "Uncle Liu, no, absolutely not."

However, her faint voice was quickly drowned out by the laughter of the two old neighbors. Everyone was immersed in the joy of being together, and no one cared about this explanation at all.

"Come on, Yu He, sit here."

"Good." Jiang Yuhe was still calm.

He walked past Wen Yu expressionlessly, as if he was passing by someone he didn't know at all.

After everyone sat down, Zhou Yue leaned against Wen Yu in a daze to remind her: "Sit down first, and talk about the others later."

Only then did Wen Yu wake up, and sat down along the position.

But this meal she ate without taste, absent-mindedly, and on the other side, unknowingly Wen Yi'an also exerted her powerful socializing ability, constantly letting Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe clink glasses for good.

Wen Yu is like a thorn in his back, obviously he has participated in similar business entertainment before, and he can't talk about it easily, but he won't be like a puppet, completely led by Wen Yi'an.

After finally getting to the midfield, Jiang Yuhe's cell phone rang, and I didn't know who was looking for him, so he lightly reported the box number.

The two old neighbors probably drank too much and went to the bathroom together.

Wen Yu, Jiang Yuhe, and Zhou Yue were left in the box.

Those who didn't know all left, and the rest of them didn't need to put on airs.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Jiang Yuhe glanced at Zhou Yue coldly, and smiled suddenly, "It's you."

His smile is very deep, there is a kind of self-deprecating self-deprecating, but also a kind of disdain after passing through.

Jiang Yuhe’s memory was amazing, and he quickly recognized that this was the "good-hearted person" he met after Wen Yu called him lost that day.

One can imagine how many scenes this woman did in front of her, and it was still such a blatant deception.

Zhou Yue took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Long time no see, President Jiang."

Jiang Yuhe's gaze fell on his hand, concentrated for a moment and then retracted, taking a sip of wine, without intending to respond.

His eyes were full of contempt, and Zhou Yue was so embarrassed to hang on the side.

Wen Yu guessed that Jiang Yuhe must be annoyed that Zhou Yue was also an actor arranged by himself, so he opened his mouth and tried to say something: "Mr. Jiang, actually--"

The box door was suddenly pushed open at this moment, and a beautiful woman stood outside the door and asked Jiang Yuhe: "Is it over?"

Wen Yu: "..."

Jiang Yuhe didn't look back, but just looked at Wen Yu, "Actually what."

The aura on his body was so cold that Wen Yu was frightened back every time he wanted to get close to him. Now that he saw a woman coming to him, he closed his mouth even more.

"No, no, I just want to ask if you are full."

...

I'm almost **** full.

Jiang Yuhe was quiet for a few seconds, pulled out his napkin and got up and walked outside.

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, "Are you leaving now."

Jiang Yuhe didn't respond to her anymore, and left the box directly.

Wen Yu paused for a few seconds, but still couldn't help chasing after him. Seeing the beautiful woman hooking Jiang Yuhe's arm, she was talking and laughing, not knowing what she was saying to him.

But he still had that expression, plain and plain, without any ups and downs.

The meal came to an abrupt end.

Originally, Jiang Yuhe just wanted to come over for a drink and leave, but he didn't expect that the "junior" who was going to meet was actually Wen Yu.

It turns out that there is really that kind of wonderful fate in the world.

When you are struggling and hesitating to find it, God will always let each other meet again through various encounters.

However, seeing each other again was like a joke.

"I ran for nothing. The most famous bar in Jiangcheng will be closed today for rectification and will only open the day after tomorrow. Let's not leave the day after tomorrow. How about going together at that time." Jiang Lingwei said for a long time and saw that her brother did not reply.

Jiang Yuhe's face was very dark, and his tie was mostly removed, looking very upset.

Jiang Lingwei rarely saw her younger brother being so upset, so she paused, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yuhe didn't want to speak, but said: "I will take you back to the hotel now."

Jiang Lingwei felt bad: "Where are you going?"

Where to go?

Of course it's the place to go.

The meal ended hastily. Wen Yi'an and Liu Zhengming's old neighbors rarely met. They stayed in the restaurant and continued to enjoy their drinks. Wen Yu was unwilling to accompany him and drove home after the meeting.

She didn't know why the "predecessor" Liu Zhengming recommended to know would be Jiang Yuhe.

If she knew it was him, she wouldn't have come if she was killed.

Come to experience the feeling of being treated indifferently like this once again, isn't it just for abuse?

Wen Yu went back to the apartment where he lived in a gloomy mood, stayed in the parking lot for a while, and silently took out his mobile phone.

Jiang Yuhe's WeChat is still at the top of his friends list. During this month, Wen Yu will see him as long as he takes out his mobile phone.

But it won't open it.

I have tried hard to forget the three months in Beijing, when he suddenly appeared again.

Disrupt all the Qingming that he has managed to maintain.

This nasty man.

Wen Yu lay depressed on the steering wheel, watching the last conversation between the two on WeChat.

Jyh: [Thank you for reminding, delete it now. 】

Careless man.

Delete when you say delete.

How to say I called you brother for three months.

Wen Yu sighed in frustration, got out of the car, and couldn't calm down after entering the elevator.

I was full of images of meeting Jiang Yuhe in a restaurant just now.

From beginning to end, he didn't seem to have looked at himself directly.

That feeling was too uncomfortable, Wen Yu would rather lie down at home and get pneumonia again than look at those eyes.

She stared at her mobile phone and lost her mind. When the elevator clinked, she stood straight and walked out, but awkwardly, she typed a line in the dialog box as she walked:

[I haven’t seen you for a month, do you treat me like this? Do you have any heart...]

Don't dare to spit him out in person, spitting out to his WeChat account can also relieve his depression a little.

Wen Yu decided, and when he thinks of him in the future, he will come to this WeChat and say, anyway, if he deletes himself, he will not see it.

At the moment of sending that sentence, Wen Yu's desire to spit out was greatly released, but the ease was only experienced for a second, and she suddenly froze in place.

The whole person was stunned.

The green message bar shows sending very normally.

The official did not pop up any non-friend prompts.

Wen Yu was stunned.

In just half a second, the brain plunged into a strong and blank blank, whiter than a TV without signal.

Didn't he "delete it now"!

Why didn't you delete it!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Fortunately, Wen Yu still has a trace of reason. She hurriedly pressed to withdraw, but when she was about to operate, a ghostly new WeChat alert suddenly and clearly came out from the stairwell.

Wen Yu's apartment is a two-family apartment. She came out of the elevator and turned left and walked two steps to her home.

So now the tone is...?

Suddenly, instinctively, Wen Yu had an irrational but terrible guess.

She slowly raised her head, and soon she saw a pair of black leather shoes and black straight trouser legs, a casual, but indifferent figure.

The man leaned in front of the door, looked back from the phone, and looked at her lightly:

"What attitude do you want from me?"

Wen Yu: "..."

"Open the door," he ordered.