Just as Jiang Yuhe drove the car to the intersection near the shopping mall, he received a message from Wen Yu.
[Brother, I have something to do temporarily, don't come to pick me up, I will take a taxi back later.]
Jiang Yuhe stepped on the brakes, stared at the screen for a while, and suddenly felt annoyed.
Ever since he hid that cell phone selfishly, he has always been surrounded by a sense of loss.
It seemed that she always felt that she would lose Wen Yu sooner.
Everyone has to pay the price for the decision he made. Jiang Yuhe didn't know if he kept Wen Yu selfishly, and whether he got the result he wanted.
Jiang Yuhe felt a little annoyed when he didn't hear from Wen Yu.
I wanted to ask her where she was and who she was with, but forcibly restrained herself from going back.
He once said that as long as she was by his side, he would be fine.
Even if it's just a brother, he is willing.
There must be a limit to greed, so whenever that strong possessive desire comes into play, Jiang Yuhe can only force himself to remind himself not to cross the line.
Those are the boundaries you set.
After smoking a cigarette on the spot, Jiang Yuhe returned to the villa alone without asking any questions.
This reunion came too suddenly, beyond Wen Yu's expectation.
She never expected that after more than ten years of separation, Wen Qingyou would suddenly appear in front of her on the streets of Beijing.
But it was very strange, probably because of family affection, blood is thicker than water, even though I hadn't seen him for so many years, when he stood in front of her, Wen Yu quickly recognized him.
Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for so long, in the coffee shop, there was nothing to say between the brothers and sisters for a while.
After all, after being separated for such a long time, estrangement is always inevitable.
Especially since these days, Wen Yu has gradually regarded Jiang Yuhe as Wen Qingyou, taking his brother's position in her heart.
But now that her brother suddenly appeared, Wen Yu was not used to it.
Sitting down politely, Wen Yu asked, "How do you know I'm here?"
The waiter brought two glasses of drinks, Wen Qingyou handed one of them to Wen Yu, and said lightly, "Zhou Yue told me."
"Zhou Yue?" Wen Yu was stunned, "Do you know Zhou Yue?"
Wen Qingyou lowered his head and smiled, "Otherwise, you think a bankrupt company, a place that has no value, why would a top student from a famous school like Zhou Yue be willing to stay?"
Wen Yu seemed to understand but half understood, and looked at Wen Qingyou blankly.
"Although I'm abroad, it doesn't mean I don't care about you in China. Dad is aggressive in business and doesn't listen to advice, so I hired Zhou Yue to help him a few years ago, but I didn't expect to end up here step."
Wen Qingyou talked a lot, and Wen Yu finally realized that Zhou Yue's selfless devotion and selflessness were nothing but Wen Qingyou's careful arrangements over the years.
"Since you are so determined, why don't you come back by yourself?"
Wen Yu's words were more or less blameworthy.
The brother and sister had a very good relationship when they were young, but after so many years of separation, Wen Qingyou never came back.
"Yuyu." Wen Qingyou stirred the coffee in his hand with downcast eyes, "Mom got sick not long after going abroad. Our life is not going well, so why should I bother you?"
"Is she sick?"
"From the age of sixteen, I went to school while working part-time. You can't imagine what I was like in the most difficult time. Later, after graduating and starting a business, there are always many involuntary things. But no matter what, I hope you believe that my brother has never forgotten you."
Wen Yu eased her tone slightly: "Then why do you have to come back now?"
Wen Qingyou stopped his hands, looked up at Wen Yu, and said, "Because my sister is doing a very ridiculous thing, I have to come back and stop him."
Wen Yu was startled, "What do you know?"
"What you are doing is what I know."
"..."
Wen Yu suddenly remembered that time in Jiangcheng, Zhou Yue met Jiang Yuhe and heard herself calling him brother.
Since he is Wen Qingyou's person, he must have become suspicious, and it is not difficult to find out what he is doing.
"So," Wen Yu asked, "What is your purpose for coming back?"
Wen Qingyou said simply: "Take you away."
"...?"
"The entertainment industry is a dirty and deep place. There are many things you can't even imagine. People who can climb up to the top in this industry are definitely not people who you can play with casually. Before things get serious, he I don't know that you are lying to him, so let's end it."
It's not that Wen Yu didn't know what Wen Qingyou said, but she couldn't help it, "No, I haven't made Shen Mingjia pay the price yet."
"Yuyu." Wen Qingyou sighed: "Is such a man worth your effort for him? My brother now runs a company on Wall Street, where there are countless outstanding men. My brother can introduce you to him every day. Until you are satisfied."
"Whether it's worth it or not is my business. Of course you won't realize it if the harm didn't happen to you." Wen Yu was a little annoyed, feeling that Wen Qingyou's typical standing and talking didn't hurt his back.
After being silent for a while, she might also realize that her tone was a bit aggressive, and she eased back: "Then did you tell Dad?"
"No." Wen Qingyou paused, "But if you are disobedient and continue to mess around like this, I will tell him."
Wen Yu: "..."
Wen Qingyou's appearance seemed to drop a bomb in Wen Yu's already accustomed life, turning the world upside down and disrupting all her peace.
"I know this happened suddenly, but Yuyu, my brother was playing with fire for your own good, and it didn't end well."
Wen Qingyou came prepared, and almost explicitly asked Wen Yu to stop this matter, so Wen Yu had no choice but to deal with it temporarily:
"Let me think."
"I'm going back, or he will be suspicious."
Wen Qingyou knew that it was impossible to persuade Wen Yu right away, so he didn't force him anymore. He took out a business card from his pocket, took out a pen and wrote down the room number on it: "I live in this hotel. tell me."
Wen Yu stuffed the business card into her pocket, turned around and left with a hmm, and a voice sounded behind her——
"Aren't you going to tell your brother your number?"
"..."
Wen Yu almost forgot.
She turned around again, and exchanged cell phone numbers with Wen Qingyou, "Then I'll be leaving first, brother..."
I don't know why, when I called my brother to my own brother, there was a jerky feeling that I couldn't speak.
The second brother character just weakened like that.
The two walked to the road outside the coffee shop, Wen Qingyou asked, "Shall I see you off?"
"No."
Wen Yu was afraid that Jiang Yuhe would be angry again if he encountered Zhou Yue's situation again.
Under the street lamp, Wen Yu's face was a little thinner. After not seeing him for many years, Wen Qingyou always felt guilty and loved him.
He reached out his hand to squeeze Wen Yu's face, but Wen Yu stepped back suddenly.
With his hands stiff in the air, Wen Qingyou paused, then smiled, "It's unfamiliar."
Wen Yu was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, maybe I haven't recovered yet, because really, you came back too suddenly."
Wen Qingyou could feel that his sister was unfamiliar to him, and after a moment of silence, he called her name: "Yuyu."
"Um?"
He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wen Yu.
Wen Yu took it over, the paper was old and yellowed, and there was an immature painting on it.
A little boy and a little girl are holding hands in the sun.
Wen Yu remembered that this was a gift she gave Wen Qingyou on his twelfth birthday.
She was six years old that year.
Not long after that, they separated.
Wen Qingyou said: "Zhou Yue will tell me every week what you did, where you went to play, and what friends you made. I almost know the traces of your growth over the years."
"..."
"My brother really hasn't forgotten you."
This painting that witnessed the relationship between brothers and sisters suddenly made Wen Yu's nose sour. She knew that she had called her brother's name in countless dreams, hoping that he would come back, but every time she woke up from the dream, it was nothing. After so many years, although Longing, but also indeed resentment.
One painting easily betrayed her emotions.
Her eyes were red, her voice choked in the wind: "I thought you all forgot about me."
Wen Qingyou came over and gently hugged her in his arms: "Brother doesn't, really not."
After more than ten years, the brother and sister had a long-lost reunion hug.
And none of them knew that at the same time, a figure across the road took all this.
On the way back, Wen Yu kept thinking about Wen Qingyou's words.
Before things are exposed, before Jiang Yuhe knows that he is lying to him, leave here.
It's not that Wen Yu is ignorant of the consequences once things are revealed, just by watching what happens when Li Man tries to take advantage of Jiang Yuhe.
She is a bankrupt daughter without any background influence. Once it is discovered that the big boss cheated on her feelings, she didn't think about what the result would be.
"Even if it's for Dad, you shouldn't do this kind of thing." Wen Qingyou's words rang in his mind again.
Wen Yu sighed, a little shaken.
Indeed, she really didn't need to waste her wonderful life at the age of twenty-two on a scum like Shen Mingjia, and now that his popularity had dropped a lot, it was finally punished.
So, should she leave
Wen Yu closed her eyes, feeling in a mess.
The phone beeped at this moment.
Wen Yu lowered her eyes and saw that it was a new WeChat notification.
Thinking it was from Jiang Yuhe, she clicked on it, only to find that it was Shen Mingjia.
[Hello.]
Wen Yu is in a bad mood now and doesn't want to talk to him.
Unexpectedly, after a while, he sent another message: [Are you Mr. Jiang's younger sister? We met before, in the restaurant of Chau Yi Hotel, do you remember?]
Wen Yu carefully read the news two or three times, and suddenly seemed to understand the significance of Shen Ming Jiajia himself.
This man jumped the wall in a hurry, and when his word of mouth fell, he started to make crooked ideas, trying to curry favor with her, the big sister's sister, to save the country.
Wen Yu replied cooperatively: [Who are you?]
Shen Mingjia who got the response could see that he was very excited. He first introduced himself, and then kept looking for various topics to chat with Wen Yu.
Wen Yu endured the nausea and chatted with him awkwardly for a while, and turned off her phone when she got home.
Jiang Yuhe had already returned early, but Wen Yu didn't look for him, and went back to the room quietly.
Lying on the bed, thinking over and over again what Wen Qingyou said.
Usually when Wen Yu comes back, she is always chattering, either around Aunt Twelve or making trouble for herself, this abnormality caught Jiang Yuhe's attention.
He knocked on her door and it opened, "Why are you hiding in the room alone?"
Wen Yu cheered up: "No, maybe I'm a little tired from walking around just now."
Jiang Yuhe didn't ask any more questions, but Wen Yu stopped him when he turned to leave, "Brother."
Jiang Yuhe turned his head again.
In fact, Wen Yu didn't have anything to say, but at this moment, she especially wanted to call him.
"It's nothing, it's just." Wen Yu lowered her head, "I'm sorry for being in the office this afternoon, I'm self-willed."
After a moment of silence, Jiang Yuhe hummed, and was about to say something when Wen Yu's cell phone rang suddenly in the room.
It's the voice of WeChat.
There was one ring, followed by several rings, like continuous news.
Jiang Yuhe's expression showed some subtlety imperceptibly, but he quickly restrained himself: "Someone is looking for you."
Wen Yu immediately ran back and put the phone on silent, "...Well, Yinyin asked me something."
Jiang Yuhe's eyes are so vicious, one can see the fleeting unnaturalness in Wen Yu's eyes at a glance.
He knew that Wen Yu might be a little afraid of him, or jealous, and he also knew that the reason for this might be that he was too strict before.
But now, staying by his side, in any capacity, is his own choice.
But it was his choice to give her freedom.
Therefore, Jiang Yuhe nodded, turned around and left the room without mentioning anything.
Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
The wechat was sent by the damned Shen Mingjia. Seeing that Wen Yu didn't reply for a long time, he started flirting again.
[What are you doing?]
[That time I saw you with two braids, super cute.]
[Do you have a bad relationship with your brother?]
[If you are unhappy, you can talk to me. Do you want to hear interesting stories about filming?]
Talk about your mother.
Wen Yu really wanted to get into the screen and beat up this bitch, but she also knew that every record Shen Mingjia posted now might become evidence that he would be beaten to death in the future.
Wen Yu replied to her: [You said you are Shen Mingjia, how do I know if you are, please send me some photos and let me have a look.]
The scumbag was really fooled, not only posted several private photos in a row, but even posted a photo of his muscles with his upper body naked.
Wen Yu vomited after seeing it.
She suspected that those muscles belonged to P, how could he have such a good figure.
After a few more random words, Wen Yu ended the chat by saying that she was going downstairs to have dinner with her brother.
Generally speaking, so far, Shen Mingjia's words have been restrained, but Wen Yu believes that it won't take long for his fox tail to show.
The next day, life seemed to be going on as usual, but for Wen Yu, the beauty of looking forward to every morning seemed to be gradually slipping away through her fingers.
When she was at work, her mind was frequently distracted. Several times when Jiang Yuhe asked her about things, she gave wrong answers. The whole person was swayed by Wen Qingyou's words, and her thoughts could not be calm all the time.
Jiang Yuhe gently threw the folder on the table, and asked her, "What are you thinking, you look completely absent-minded."
Wen Yu rubbed her temples wearily: "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night."
"Why didn't you sleep well?"
Wen Yu hesitated to speak several times, but couldn't express the entanglement in her heart.
How is she going to tell Jiang Yuhe that her own brother is back and insists on taking her away.
After Jiang Yuhe looked at her with folded arms for a few seconds, he seemed a little helpless: "Forget it."
He turned around, "If you're really uncomfortable, go sleep in it for a while."
In Wen Yu's state today, she really couldn't read any files. There were several villains fighting in her mind. Some told her to stay and tortured Shen Mingjia to death.
There was even one who said—Come on, wave, how exciting it is to be a fake sister who continues to be the president!
Wen Yu felt that she had to be smart.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep for a while."
There is a temporary bedroom in the office that Jiang Yuhe usually uses to rest. Wen Yu slowly got up and walked in. After walking a few steps, Jiang Yuhe suddenly said:
"Sang Chen is the company's entertainer, actor, that's all, you don't read those scribbled gossip news."
Jiang Yuhe didn't know why he still couldn't help explaining this to her.
But seeing her sluggish look, he blamed himself for refusing her in public yesterday, which was too merciless.
In particular, she always misunderstood that she liked Sang Chen.
After Wen Yu heard his words, her thoughts seemed to be still wandering, "Okay, I won't read it in the future."
Then turn around silently.
?
Do you understand what I mean
I don't like that woman!
Jiang Yuhe calmed down after taking a sip of water, thinking that he must have raised a fool.
Not long after Wen Yu entered the bedroom, Secretary Ning knocked on the door and walked in, "President Jiang."
"Is there something wrong?"
"... just received an email for you."
"?" Jiang Yuhe raised his eyes, "What's your expression, what's wrong with the email."
Jiang Yuhe's work email account is under the unified management of Secretary Ning. Usually, she will filter out useless information, and then organize the content and forward it to Jiang Yuhe's personal account.
But now, Secretary Ning seemed to be having a hard time opening her mouth. After a long time of deliberation, she said, "It's some photos. I just sent them to your mailbox."
Jiang Yuhe could sense that the photos in Secretary Ning's mouth must not be good content. Being in the entertainment industry, sneaking photos is the most basic and low-level routine.
Before opening the email, Jiang Yuhe had always thought that perhaps his partner had captured the privacy of a certain big coffee under Yasheng, so they sent it to his email in such a motivating manner, but when he actually opened the email and saw those photos—
The air was suddenly quiet, even frozen like ice.
Jiang Yuhe's eyes gradually became dark and gloomy, until finally, they sank to the bottom of the valley.
There was a snap, the sound of something being snapped.