Wen Yu hated this look.
But at this moment, I felt Zhao Wenjing's powerlessness at that time.
Because, the one who was rejected this time was her.
Is it true that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation? I finally experienced this feeling.
Not good, very bad.
Wen Yu didn't know why her heart ached.
She turned her head and left the box, and while waiting for the elevator, she suddenly heard someone call her name.
"Wen Yu?"
Wen Yu was slightly taken aback, and turned around following the sound—
It turned out to be Shen Mingjia.
Looking at the direction, it should come from the bathroom.
Shen Mingjia approached: "Why are you here?"
Wen Yu is in a bad mood now and doesn't want to talk to others, so she replied coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"
Shen Mingjia smiled: "Even if we break up, you don't have to be like an enemy, right?"
After a pause, he looked Wen Yu up and down: "Didn't you say that you will live a more comfortable life than me? Why, I don't think you are doing well."
Wen Yu was hurt by that woman's eyes just now, and now she meets a scumbag again.
She was so bored that she didn't have the heart to scold him, so she walked into the elevator calmly:
"It doesn't matter if I'm good or not, you'll be bad soon, and that's enough."
"It's that sentence again." Shen Mingjia smiled disapprovingly, "Okay, then I'll wait."
Coming out of the gate of the clubhouse, the cold air made Wen Yu shiver, but no matter how cold the weather was, it couldn't cool her heart.
She saw Lao He's car from a long distance away, but she didn't want to go there.
Jiang Yuhe would rather drink with someone here than go back, and would rather not come out to see him for two minutes while there is a beautiful woman lighting a cigarette next to him.
Why should she obediently listen to him and go back.
Let's play our own way.
It doesn't matter.
Wen Yu called You Xin: "Come out for a drink?"
You Xin just accompanied her makeup artist friend to get off work, and she was confused: "Miss, it's almost 12 o'clock at night, where are you going to drink?"
Wen Yu didn't know, she got into a taxi and said, "Master, find a hot bar."
You Xin hurriedly said goodbye to her makeup artist friend: "No, there seems to be something wrong with my sister, I'm going to have a look."
In the FIL clubhouse.
Sang Chen brought the lighter to Jiang Yuhe's lips, "Boss, I'll help you."
Her voice was very soft and thin, her fingertips were as enchantingly red as a flame, the flame ignited on the metal lighter for three seconds, Jiang Yuhe tilted her head slightly.
Looking at Sang Chen.
A cold and warning look.
Sang Chen was inexplicably frightened, and hurriedly removed the lighter: "I'm sorry."
Only then did Jiang Yuhe speak: "Why did I ask you to come here?"
Sang Chen: "Talk to the director."
"Then what are you doing?"
Sang Chen pursed her lips, knowing the taboos and rules of this man, but for some reason, when she saw the woman who came to her just now, she inexplicably thought of the person who was recently rumored in the company to accompany him into the office.
Sang Chen was very jealous.
Just after graduating from university, she was selected by Jiang Yuhe from school to be the heroine of the Yasheng movie. Everyone said that Jiang Yuhe must have taken a fancy to her.
Yes, she is young and beautiful, with long legs.
Everything conforms to the rumored taste of Boss Jiang.
But after the movie was finished, apart from work arrangements and normal entertainment needs, he didn't go any further with her.
Sang Chen didn't understand.
She never believed that there was a simple relationship in this circle, nor did she believe that there was something worthy of the fancy of such a big money man after she just graduated.
Except, her young body.
But even if it is, she is willing.
Because this man is too attractive, he has the ability to strategize in this circle, even though the rumored indifference and cruelty make people stay away, Sang Chen still wants to get close to him and get to know him.
Li Man's era is over, and everyone in the company said that Jiang Yuhe only wanted to praise her.
Even a movie with an investment of 2 billion has appointed her as the heroine.
Sang Chen sometimes wonders if he has feelings for himself.
He was just too proud, too expensive, and too distant.
There may be some distance between them.
Sang Chen hopes to work hard to get to him through his own efforts.
But then a woman appeared who could go to his office.
She hadn't seen it, but there was a lot of rumors in the company, and some people teased her that it was over before she took the position.
Sang Chen really wanted to know what that woman looked like.
They looked at each other outside the door just now, and for some reason, Sang Chen thought it was her.
But Jiang Yuhe refused to let her in.
Seeing her disappointed and sad look, Sang Chen was inexplicably relieved.
That's why I lit the fire on purpose, wanting to give it to Jiang Yuhe, and by the way... let that woman know.
Jiang Yuhe still has himself.
This kind of thought made her dizzy for a while, and she woke up suddenly when she saw Jiang Yuhe's warning eyes.
She crossed the line.
…
Sang Chen bowed his head, walked to the other side and sat down next to the director's seat, and occasionally looked up at Jiang Yuhe, full of thoughts in his heart.
The investment in "Looking for the Dragon Files" is too large, and it was originally planned to start in the second half of the year, but some problems suddenly appeared in the project in the past few days.
The company has a special department in charge of distribution to deal with it. Jiang Yuhe didn't need to come forward to solve it, but he took the initiative to take care of the matter, leaving early and returning late every day.
He didn't want to go back and see Wen Yu.
Wen Yu was right.
This woman has identified herself as her brother since she opened her eyes after the car accident. In her worldview, she is her elder brother, elder brother.
So the role of a brother, what qualifications does he have to control whether someone finds a male or female friend, or--falls in love
He really doesn't have the qualifications.
But why does he feel bad when he sees her hugging other pretty boys, and he loses his mind and wants to lock her into his room, even...
Jiang Yuhe didn't dare to think about that possibility.
He thought he was crazy.
He didn't even dare to think about what kind of reaction Wen Yu would have if he knew what he was thinking.
Unwilling to face it, they used business to escape.
Unexpectedly, she stubbornly came to find him.
It's okay if you don't see it, but when you see it, your mind is completely disrupted.
The smoke mixed with alcohol, Jiang Yuhe pressed his browbones to sort out his mood, Director Wen brought Shen Mingjia over:
"Come here to pay respects to Mr. Jiang. You are almost a member of the same company. You are the second male lead of Xunlong. Please take care of Mr. Jiang in the future."
I didn't drink the wine last time, but this time the director personally brought it over. Jiang Yuhe always wanted to show some face. Just as he was about to pick up the wine glass, Li Bai came from the side and said in a low voice: "Why hasn't Miss He asked you to come down yet? I waited for a long time and didn't see anyone."
Jiang Yuhe's face sank: "Didn't you go down?"
Li Bai nodded.
Jiang Yuhe immediately glanced at his watch. It has been almost an hour since Wen Yu left, and it is now twelve forty-five at night.
He immediately called Aunt Twelve back: "Has she come back yet?"
Aunt Twelve was already asleep, she put on her clothes and got up and went to the door to look around: "No, the slippers are still at the door. Hey, can you two-"
Before finishing speaking, Jiang Yuhe hung up.
He got up and walked out, the person next to him was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is Mr. Jiang leaving?"
Jiang Yuhe had no time to pay attention, and Li Bai explained later:
"Sorry, Mr. Jiang is in a hurry, you guys play first."
In this way, Shen Mingjia's second glass of wine came to nothing after all.
He couldn't help being a little annoyed: "Fuck, I have respected him twice, and I didn't give me face once!"
The director Wen next to him frowned: "Ming Jia, speak carefully."
"..."
"What's your status, what's your status, you have to be self-aware to mess around in this circle."
"Well, yes, yes, yes." Shen Mingjia managed to get into the director circle of "Looking for the Dragon", and respected him three points, but when he got back to his seat, he still complained unbearably aggrieved to his manager.
But the agent brought him a message: "Didn't you want to find the contact information of Boss Jiang's younger sister? Today, the president of a fan group told me that the leader of your fan group is the daughter of Jiang Yuhe's driver. If you still want to have that idea, let me help you set it up?"
Shen Mingjia, who was left out just now, was very irritable, and nodded, "Go and get it."
When You Xin rushed to the bar, Wen Yu had already boldly opened seven or eight bottles of different brands and types of wine.
"What's wrong with you?" You Xin hurriedly sat next to her, holding down her cup, "Talk about something, what are you drinking so much for?"
"That's not how he drinks." Wen Yu calmly picked up a full glass of foreign wine and swallowed, "Why can't I if he can?"
You Xin: "...who is it?"
Perhaps it was because of meeting her best friend, Wen Yu's grievances that had been suppressed for several days flooded into the air.
"Who else is there?"
"Who else treated me like that except the one named Jiang."
"I'm sorry, I admitted it wrong, but he just ignored me, treated me like air, ignored me and left me cold."
"I just ran to find him myself, and I was standing at the door, but he still refused to see me."
Wen Yu cried while talking, which made You Xin feel distressed, "It's all my fault, if I don't pretend to be a man..."
"It has nothing to do with you, it's just that he's stingy." Wen Yu mixed up some unknown brand of wine and took a sip again.
You Xin hurriedly persuaded: "Don't drink so much, you will get drunk."
"Help me to your place when I'm drunk, I don't want to go back."
You Xin: "Then what should he do with you?"
Wen Yu shook her head: "He wants me to leave and won't look for me. Did you know that he has a new woman next to him tonight, and that woman even provoked me in front of me and helped him light cigarettes."
Speaking of this, Wen Yu became excited again, "Is it amazing to know how to play with a lighter?"
She turned around with tears in her eyes: "Do you want to smoke? I'll help you."
You Xin: "?"
help.
In the next half hour, You Xin was forced to light a cigarette 18 times by Wen Yu, causing smoke to come out of her nostrils.
That's all, the key is that Wen Yu couldn't stop her mouthful after mouthful.
You Xin frowned at her several times, feeling distressed and helpless.
This doesn't look like arguing with my brother.
It's more exaggerated than falling in love.
You Xin sighed, and patted Wen Yu on the back: "Be good, stop drinking. Keep your strength, we still have to catch Shen Mingjia's evidence."
After being reminded like this, Wen Yu immediately picked up her phone.
"Whatever evidence you want, I am the evidence."
You Xin sensed something was wrong, so she leaned over to read what Wen Yu was typing on the phone, and after seeing the content clearly, she gave Erkang a hand—
"Fuck Wen Yu, calm down, don't be impulsive, you—"
Before the conversation was finished, Wen Yu had already pressed send, turned off the phone, "Go to hell."
"..."
With a blank mind for two seconds, You Xin hurriedly opened her Weibo.
It's only been a minute, and there are already more than 30 replies to Wen Yu's message.
Going crazy, You Xin immediately shook Wen Yu: "Are you serious? Are you sober? You're going to delete it soon! You'll startle the snake!"
But Wen Yu didn't hear it, and couldn't hear it either.
She drank so fast and hurriedly that she was already drunk.
Holding the wine glass in his hand, he was already lying on the table, falling asleep in a daze.
Jiang Yuhe's call also came at this time, and You Xin saw "Dear Brother" displayed on the screen, and hurriedly pushed Wen Yu:
"Jiang Yuhe called."
Wen Yu looked up in a daze, waved her hand, and hung up.
You Xin was startled: "No answer?"
"No."
After a while, the phone rang again.
Wen Yu continued to hang up.
You Xin really couldn't understand these two people.
After more than ten rounds of such a tug-of-war, Wen Yu fell asleep completely.
At this moment, Jiang Yuhe's phone call came in again.
Sandwiched between these two, You Xin's mood was more ups and downs than riding a roller coaster.
After struggling for a while, You Xin still held her nose and picked up the phone. Fortunately, he has a good command of lines, so he can make a waiter look good, adding fuel and vinegar.
"Hello, the owner of the mobile phone is drunk in our bar. If you are her friend, come quickly. Well, there are many men around her."
Good guy, in less than ten minutes, Jiang Yuhe appeared at the bar.
This is a small tavern hidden in an alley, and there are not many people there. After seeing his figure from the door, You Xin immediately hid in the dark nearby to pretend to be a passerby.
Wen Yu's windbreaker was taken off to the side, and she was wearing a round neck sweater underneath. After drinking too much, she moved around in various ways, and now her whole snow-white shoulders were shining when she was lying on the table.
Under the ambiguous light of the tavern, the fair skin was stained a little red by the alcohol, which was extremely attractive.
Jiang Yuhe took off his coat and put it on her shoulders without saying a word.
Then pick up the person and walk out.
You Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Good guy, the fight between these plastic brothers and sisters is more intense than the breakup of other couples.
When she went back, Wen Yu was in a deep sleep.
She seldom drank alcohol, and although she often played games with her friends in the past, it was always a matter of two or three mouthfuls. It was rare for her to mix beer, red wine and foreign wine like today, and she drank to the point of darkness.
Lao He felt a little distressed, "Why did you drink so much, didn't you feel fine when you just came here?"
Jiang Yuhe pursed his lips and looked out the window without saying a word.
After arriving home, seeing that Wen Yu was still sleeping, Jiang Yuhe planned to carry him directly to the second floor, but Wen Yu was woken up because of a slight movement.
She was very heavy-headed, and she was not very clear-headed, but when she opened her eyes and found that the face in front of her was Jiang Yuhe, she immediately became excited.
"Who wants you to hug?"
"Put me down."
"I don't want to talk to you now!"
Wen Yu kept resisting, Jiang Yuhe didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he changed the original hugging posture forcefully to carry her on his shoulders.
Wen Yu was so imprisoned that she couldn't move, and she was even more annoyed immediately.
After several days of cold war, Sang Chen's eyes were so rough now, all kinds of triggers caused Wen Yu to explode completely. She lay on Jiang Yuhe's shoulder and bit down hard.
The man was only wearing a shirt, and the pain hit through a layer of fabric. He frowned, opened the door, and threw him on the bed.
Then tear open the neckline to see—
Like a wild beast, it only bit two rows of teeth marks.
Jiang Yuhe took a deep breath and looked at the woman on the bed: "What do you want?"
"It's what you want!"
Wen Yu was so wronged that she took the pillow at hand and threw it over: "You don't talk to me for three days, and you don't go home, what do you want? Do you want me to go? If it's you, just say it, I won't hold you back." looking at you!"
Jiang Yuhe avoided the pillow, but couldn't avoid the things she threw one after another.
He had no choice but to step forward and grab her hand, obviously he had a lot to say, he was patient and restrained, and finally he only sighed softly: "I don't have any."
The little beast who was still losing his temper just now became quiet because of these three words.
There was a faint sob in the air.
The two looked at each other closely, one was extremely patient, the other was raining with pear blossoms.
"Then I can help you order cigarettes if you want to smoke. Why do you want others to help you? She will help you. She also stares at me, provokes me, laughs at me being kicked out by you, and you bully me with her. I'm okay." face."
As he spoke, the crying became louder again.
I am so wronged.
I've never been so humiliated in my life.
Jiang Yuhe frowned.
provocative? Stare at her
In a moment, he knew who Wen Yu was talking about.
At this moment, Wen Yu's drunken madness has entered a period of quiet statements muttering to herself.
"I won't play shake anymore."
"Even if you want to fall in love, you need to get your consent first, isn't it okay?"
"Don't ignore me."
"Woooooo, the night alone is so dark, I'm afraid."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
The hard-hearted heart that has been accumulated desperately in the past few days is finally on the verge of collapse because of these few words that seem to be true and false.
The place where he pinched Wen Yu's wrist gradually became hot and hot to the touch.
His pulse seemed to merge with his own.
Jump faster and faster.
Her throat rolled twice uncontrollably, and Jiang Yuhe let go of her hand suddenly: "We'll talk about it when you sober up."
He forced himself to turn around and leave, but as soon as he opened the door, something hit his back.
Wen Yu hugged him from behind, "You are not allowed to go, no, no!"
Willful like a child.
Jiang Yuhe was hit by her and staggered two steps forward, when he raised his head, he heard a voice—
"Oh, it's almost three o'clock in the night, what are you two arguing about? Why don't you let me sleep after arguing? I'm already in my fifties, so you can't—"
Aunt Twelve was wearing a coat and had just walked to Wen Yu's door when she first saw the posture of the young man and woman in the corridor.
The woman's clothes are disheveled, and the man's clothes are also disheveled. It seems that he has been bitten on the shoulder.
Even Twelfth Aunt, who was used to all kinds of big scenes, was startled, but it was only for a short two or three seconds, and she immediately turned around and went downstairs.
As if nothing happened, never came.
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
It was like being stuck behind by a soft kitten.
The claws are tightly grasped, but they will not let go.
She knew she was drunk, she knew she shouldn't, she knew she had to restrain herself.
Ming knew that maybe he was just wishful thinking to play this ridiculous role.
With so much knowing,
But Jiang Yuhe still compromised.
It seems that from the day he met her, he was compromising.
Compromise her coming, compromise her changes to herself, compromise all her demands.
Wen Yu doesn't remember when she fell asleep, but it's different than before—
The pillows last night were so soft, warm and comfortable.
Let her close her eyes with peace of mind and have a good night's dream.
After waking up the next day, Wen Yu opened her eyes, her mind was sluggish for a few seconds, and she suddenly sat up.
look around.
How are you at home
Didn't she drink with You Xin at the bar
How did she come back
What about You Xin
Wen Yu hurriedly fumbled for her phone, nestled under the quilt and called You Xin: "Why am I at home? Did you send me back?"
You Xin: "I don't even know where you live."
"..." Wen Yu felt cold, and kept patting her head to calm down: "Don't tell me it's Jiang Yuhe."
"Who else but him?" You Xin clicked her tongue, "You don't remember?"
Wen Yu remembers what a fart, she was so drunk yesterday that she didn't know what she said or did.
"It's over, it's been a few days of cold war, don't you think I'm still a drunk lunatic and hate me even more?"
"Put these aside for now." You Xin said, "You did something earth-shattering last night, do you know it?"
Wen Yu started to panic, "I don't know... No, You Xin, I'm in a daze now, what did I do? I didn't kill people and set fires, did I?"
As soon as I said this, Aunt Twelfth knocked on the door: "Xiaoyu, the young master asked you to come down for breakfast."
Wen Yu responded, and quickly hung up the phone, "I'll contact you later."
Then he took a shower as fast as he could, got rid of the smell of alcohol, and rolled downstairs without drying his hair.
Jiang Yuhe was already sitting at the dining table, his face was indifferent, and he couldn't see any expression.
Wen Yu walked over slowly and sat down beside him: "... Good morning, brother."
Her head was about to drop into her collarbone, and she didn't dare to look up at him at all.
Unexpectedly, the man raised his head and looked at her: "Are you awake?"
Wen Yu was stunned, and hummed blankly.
"Then eat." Very brief exchange.
But even just a few words are better than no communication a few days ago.
Wen Yu was a little elated, and her uneasy heart slowly eased down. While eating breakfast, she tried to review what happened last night:
"Well, thank you brother for sending me back last night."
Jiang Yuhe took a sip of coffee and said casually, "Yes."
After struggling for a moment, "I'm not drunk, am I?"
"No." The man looked at her indifferently, and said for a long while, "It's just a word to me."
Wen Yu vaguely felt that she would not say anything good.
really.
"You told me not to be complacent."
"..."
"Say you get up today and leave."
"..."
Wen Yu was stunned.
How did she say such awesome words.
"No, brother... I—"
Wen Yu still wanted to explain a few words to herself, but Jiang Yuhe finished eating, wiped it calmly, got up and walked to the door.
"I'm going to work, why don't you go?"
"..."
Wen Yu didn't expect to drink so much that she was kicked out of the house.
It wouldn't be like this if You Xin gave her some peanuts.
Forget it, Wen Yu was doing mental construction for herself.
In fact, this man already had this plan when he ignored him a few days ago.
Now it's just using my drunk mouth to say it.
Forget it, a twisted melon is not sweet, and a brother and sister who press their heads forcibly will not last long.
Wen Yu stood up resignedly: "Then I'll go up and pack my things."
"No need." Jiang Yuhe's voice was still very calm: "Just take your bag with you."
"..."
That's right, everything he owns in this house is given by him, so what does she bring.
"En." Wen Yu nodded, "Alright then."
She stood up, put her bag on her shoulders, and followed Jiang Yuhe out, and got into the car.
"Then, do you want to take me to the train station, the bus station, or the subway station?"
"Where do you want to go?"
"Whatever..." Wen Yu suddenly felt sad, "I'm just a rootless duckweed falling in the wind, wherever you send me, I'll stay there."
Jiang Yuhe turned around, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped.
"get off."
Wen Yu raised her head.
?
What is the office building of Yasheng Entertainment
"elder brother-"
Before he could complete the question, the man straightened his neat suit, got out of the car and turned to her: "I was arguing to come to work, and I was absent from work after three or four days. Starting today, I will not be allowed to ask for leave for a day. What time do I go to work? What time did you get up?"
"..."
Wen Yu paused for a few seconds, and when she understood, Jiang Yuhe and a group of people had already entered the company's gate.
She didn't care about the presence of so many people, and couldn't help the joy and joy in her heart. She rushed to push aside the crowd to Jiang Yuhe's side, and gently took his arm, "Brother, did you forgive me?"
Jiang Yuhe looked forward: "I told you not to call me brother in the company, and don't act like a baby to me."
But at this time, Wen Yu didn't care about these things at all, she had never been so happy before, she had never felt the kind of joy that filled her heart with great joy.
The arm was pulled even tighter, but the voice was lowered obediently: "I don't care, I will call, brother, brother, brother, brother!"
Although Jiang Yuhe was walking, he still had a cold expression on his face, but only he knew that the corners of his lips were quietly spreading calm and relaxed.
The days when we didn't see each other,
His torment was only better than Wen Yu's.
Just stay with me like this.
Even if it's just a brother.
He might, and could.