The woman's voice was light and light, with a hint of ridicule.
Jiang Yuhe knew who the voice was without looking. He frowned, thinking it was a hallucination that appeared in his mind. But when he tilted his head slightly and saw the slim figure standing in front of him—
He froze.
For several seconds.
Wen Yu leaned against the car window and looked at him with a smile: "Why, are you waiting for another sister?"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, "Then I won't bother you."
Only then did Jiang Yuhe come back to his senses and get out of the car to grab him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you leave?"
Wen Yu looked at him: "I'm afraid that you will die alone like this."
After finishing speaking, I felt that the words I used were not right, and I immediately shook my head, "I mean, I am afraid that if you are bored at home alone, I will come back to accompany you. How many months?"
Jiang Yuhe actually didn't care about the reason why she didn't leave, because when Wen Yu stood here, his heart, which had been squeezed for a day and a night, finally beat normally.
Those lost five senses and six senses also returned to their original positions in an instant.
As if a treasure that had been plundered was returned to his hand, Jiang Yuhe raised his hand several times to hug Wen Yu, but the impulsive thought was suppressed by Qi Xu's words last night.
He had already frightened her once, and there could be no second time.
restrained.
It's not easy.
So she put away all her emotions and just rubbed Wen Yu's head: "You still have a little conscience."
This action, which would not have been considered strange in the past, now made Wen Yu's face slightly hot, and he pushed his hand away unnaturally: "Of course, do you think everyone is as heartless as you, and won't send me a single message."
This tone sounded inexplicably a little bit accusatory and coquettish.
Jiang Yuhe pulled his lips lightly, and opened the door: "Get in the car."
On the way back, the two were already chatting with brand new identities.
"Why did Song Qingyou agree to your coming back?" Jiang Yuhe asked.
Wen Yu didn't care much: "Is there any disagreement with this, the feet are growing on my body, I can come back when I want to."
"But your relatives are all in the United States."
"..."
Smiling slightly, Wen Yu thought of her mother whom she hadn't seen for many years.
After a moment of silence, she looked out the window and murmured, "Actually, I'm not very familiar."
This is also the reason why Wen Yu didn't want to go with Wen Qingyou. She grew up in China and was used to everything here. When she went to the United States, she didn't want to leave her father alone in the country, not to mention whether there was any estrangement with her mother whom she hadn't seen for many years. .
After Wen Yu finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to have slipped her mouth. Just as she was about to explain, Jiang Yuhe nodded:
"You have amnesia now, forget about them, it's normal to feel unfamiliar and not close, just wait until you remember."
"..." You really know how to explain it to me.
After a while Jiang Yuhe asked again: "Then what is your name Song?"
"What?" Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, but didn't realize it all at once.
Wen Qingyou deliberately used his American business card at the beginning, in fact, he wanted to erase all information about Wen Yu and make Jiang Yuhe believe that she was the one who lived in the United States and had a car accident when returning home for a trip.
So Jiang Yuhe took it for granted that Wen Yu's surname should be Song.
"What's your name Song?" Jiang Yuhe asked again.
Just now, Wen Yu was so excited at the airport that she only wanted to come back. When the eagerness faded away, she realized that she hadn't thought about how to clean up the current situation when she came back.
Jiang Yuhe asked twice in succession, she had no time to think about it, so she could only bite the bullet and reply first: "Song Yu."
The current situation is very embarrassing.
Half of the vest fell off.
The relationship between siblings was revealed by Wen Qingyou, and the story of amnesia continued.
It's not impossible to continue acting, but when I think of the fiery expectations at the airport just now, the guilt of being condemned by my conscience, and the feeling of not wanting to be a scumbag—
Wen Yu closed her eyes, impulsively wanted to confess that her surname was Wen,
"Brother, actually my name..."
Jiang Yuhe's cell phone rang inappropriately at this moment.
He was connected to the Bluetooth speaker in the car, and the content of the call was clearly transmitted from the speaker after answering.
"Mr. Jiang, Li Man went crazy in the crew of the legal program and smashed the head of an actress. Now the matter is still under pressure, and the other party wants to call the police."
Jiang Yuhe frowned: "Am I a policeman?"
"No, I just wanted to ask if we should—"
"I said don't mention another word about this person in front of me. Do you not understand people's words or don't want to do it?"
Jiang Yuhe hung up the phone impatiently.
Then she turned around and asked Wen Yu, "What's wrong with your name?"
Wen Yu swallowed: "...no, nothing."
Even though he had seen how Jiang Yuhe treated Li Man who tried to take advantage of him before, now seeing the disgust and indifference towards that woman in his eyes, Wen Yu still flinched.
Jiang Yuhe didn't notice her abnormality, "Song Yu? What yu?"
Wen Yu replied cautiously, "Add the word for giving to the female character."
"That means you subconsciously have memories of the past." Jiang Yuhe said, "Otherwise, no matter how you choose the name, you will use words with the same pronunciation."
Wen Yu's palms were sweating profusely: "...well, maybe."
At first, Wen Yu thought that Jiang Yuhe would ask her a lot of questions, but he didn't expect that along the way, he only asked her a name.
He didn't seem to be interested in the others, and he didn't want to know.
It was like having a wonderful dream. A day later, Wen Yu returned to this house again.
The moment she entered the door, Aunt Twelfth saw her stunned for a moment, and then winked at Jiang Yuhe with a look of relief, a proud expression of "Our young master is promising and finally chased him back".
Aunt Twelve came over and held Wen Yu's hand kindly: "Don't just leave like this next time, I didn't sleep well all night."
Wen Yu was very moved, she never thought that Aunt Twelfth had such deep feelings for her, and just about to say a few words of thanks, Aunt Twelfth said sadly:
"It was mainly because of the young master's quarrel. He sat in the living room and watched "Pink Life and Death" all night yesterday."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
Wen Yu: "..."
Good guy, Wen Yu thinks that Aunt Twelve should go to talk about cross talk, no one can keep up with this ups and downs.
"Yellow Life and Death Love" is the bloody TV series that my twelfth aunt watched that day in which a brother and sister fell in love.
It's embarrassing to mention this juncture now.
However, the twelfth aunt's words are amazing, she will only be late, and will not be absent.
She was so excited that she continued to ask: "Master, did you see the ending yesterday? Did the brother and sister get together in the end?"
Wen Yu began to wonder if this aunt was deliberately implicating her and Jiang Yuhe.
She lowered her head, and stroked some hair around her ears in embarrassment. Jiang Yuhe's face was not very natural, but he still cleared his throat twice and said coldly:
"Can you say something useful when you are old?"
Aunt Twelve: "...
The two went back upstairs.
The normal relationship and atmosphere along the way have become subtle and ambiguous because of Aunt Twelve's flirty manipulation.
In fact, at this time, both Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu knew that they were not real siblings, they were just bound in a habitual sibling relationship.
But for a while, Wen Yu did not accept this change in identity and emotion.
She is still in a state of confusion and uncertainty about the two-way relationship between herself and Jiang Yuhe, and Jiang Yuhe and her.
After all, Jiang Yuhe hadn't said anything, and his own thoughts had only just begun to germinate.
Wen Yu stopped at the door of the room.
Both of them seemed to have something to say, but both hesitated whether now was the best time to speak.
So I stood for a few seconds at the end—
"I will rest for a while."
"You take a break first."
…
This day and night had been too ups and downs, and she lay back on the familiar bed. Although she regained the sense of stability in her heart, Wen Yu also knew very well that the original script would no longer work here.
Fascinated by the authorities, Wen Yu called You Xin in order not to let herself make a wrong judgment:
"Are you free now?" She put the back of her hand on her forehead, a little helpless, "Sister, I have something to do, and I need your help."
You Xin was assigned a job soon after signing with Yasheng. Now she is playing a cameo role in a play, which is not very important. When Wen Yu called, she happened to be resting and waiting for the scene.
"What's the matter, what happened at the booth, Jiang Yuhe knows that you are pretending to have amnesia?"
Wen Yu shook her head and was silent for a while, "My current situation is too complicated, and I dare not act like this in TV dramas."
You Xin's costume was thick and hot, and she took a few sips of the drink: "It's so true, I don't believe it."
Wen Yu was silent, and said one by one:
"My own brother is back from America."
"Jiang Yuhe found out that I was meeting him, and it was still in the hotel room."
"Just take me home and lock up the little black room, and—"
She looked hopeless: "Kiss me."
On the other end of the phone, You Xin drank a mouthful of water and stopped.
After a pause of two seconds, all of it was sprayed out.
Good guy, it turns out that a friend that day was really Wen Yu herself.
She wiped her mouth, "Stimulation, what's wrong with him? Say it again, I'm afraid there's something wrong with my ears."
Wen Yu buried her head: "Stop talking, I always had the feeling that I was acting in an incest drama."
You Xin was briefly shocked for a few seconds and then quickly transformed into a state of eating melons.
"And then." She propped her chin with relish: "Don't worry, I have received professional training, no matter how exciting I am, I can stand it. The more detailed you can explain, the better."
Wen Yu raised her head, and wanted to continue talking, but she suddenly realized something from You Xin's lewd tone, and frowned and shouted:
"No then! No what you think!"
For some reason, You Xin just wanted to laugh when she heard Wen Yu's appearance of flipping a car.
"Okay, okay, no."
Anyway, sooner or later.
She sat upright: "Then what do you want to do now."
"I haven't finished yet," Wen Yu told You Xin about Wen Qingyou's parachute to Jiang Yuhe's house to take her away, and she couldn't help running back, and then sighed: "Anyway, I just didn't want to go back to Jiangcheng at that time today. , want to come back."
You Xin: "Aren't you reconciled to not killing Shen Mingjia?"
Wen Yu thought about it seriously for a few seconds, "No."
With just such a denial, You Xin understood Wen Yu's thoughts.
In fact, she had seen the clues a long time ago, but Wen Yu couldn't detect it at that time, and the bystanders had already seen it clearly.
The two were silent for a while, and Wen Yu suddenly asked, "If I confess to him now, what chance do you think I will be forgiven?"
You Xin shook her head: "I don't know."
This really doesn't give an answer.
Jiang Yuhe is such a proud person, with countless powers in his hands, and the entire entertainment industry, regardless of gender, is trying their best to please him, and such a person who is attached to him has been deceived for so long by Wen Yu's ulterior motives.
It's hard to estimate the consequences.
Wen Yu also lowered her head in silence, thinking about this question seriously.
"Or." You Xin suggested, "You can speak when he is in a good mood or during some festivals, and maybe you can disperse some of the firepower."
festival
Wen Yu thought for a while, "But the most recent festival is either Women's Day or Tomb-sweeping Day. Are you trying to add fuel to my fire?"
You Xin clicked her tongue, "Isn't there Valentine's Day coming up soon?"
As he spoke, he blinked his eyes inexplicably, "When the time comes, you can act coquettishly and say that you were just blinded by the scumbag's anger for a while. If you can't do it, you can learn from him and forcefully kiss him back. The bully bows hard. I don't believe him Can be mad at you for over 24 hours."
You Xin spoke clearly and logically, but Wen Yu blushed a little lying on the bed.
She hadn't celebrated Valentine's Day yet, so she made up the picture in her head, and felt embarrassed.
"But our relationship is not clear now, so I invite him to spend Valentine's Day, isn't it a little reserved."
You Xin said with a cold face: "The important thing is to be reserved now, or your life is more important if you are forgiven."
That's right.
Wen Yu finally found a little direction from the dense dark clouds without a clue, and settled down, "Then I'll start brewing and brewing. Today is the third day, and it will only take ten days."
You Xin nodded, suddenly remembered something, and quietly lowered her voice: "By the way, Shen Mingjia's mistress Fang Ying you mentioned earlier has been filming in the group next door to me these two days."
Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Really?"
Last time I squatted in the hotel and failed to catch them, but this time I squatted until she was in the film and television city.
Wen Yu had an intuition that this should be an opportunity that could be used, but after thinking twice in her mind, she scratched her hair again, "Forget it, let me solve the most troublesome thing right now."
But after a pause, she still told You Xin: "If you have a chance to help me hook her up, do it first, and I will always be useful."
"OK."
When the chat was almost over, Aunt Twelfth knocked on the door and asked Wen Yu to go down for dinner.
I don't know if it was to celebrate Wen Yu's return, but this dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous, and Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe also sat down to eat as usual.
Everyone's faces were very calm, as if nothing happened in the past few days, this was just the most ordinary day for the two of them.
until after dinner.
When Wen Yu went back upstairs, Jiang Yuhe stopped her before she entered the door.
"Fish."
Wen Yu turned around and saw the man walking towards her slowly, with a different emotion in his eyes.
It seems that this time there is really something to say.
Inexplicably, Wen Yu felt her face start to burn again.
But she couldn't control the heat from spreading.
She silently took a step back into the room, leaning against the door, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks in the darkness.
Of course Jiang Yuhe noticed this detail of hers, thinking that his actions that night had left some bad memories for her, so he stopped moving forward.
In fact, he was also looking for a new way to get along with Wen Yu.
From Wen Yu's attitude towards her relatives in the United States, it can be roughly heard that Wen Yu's return may be due to her habit and dependence on Jiang's family after she lost her memory.
She doesn't want to face the unfamiliar past, which is Jiang Yuhe's advantage.
Therefore, he didn't ask about that boyfriend at all, and it didn't matter whether Wen Yu was informed of the existence of this person by Wen Qingyou or not.
Since she is back.
This time it has to be yours.
The two kept a distance.
"I want to tell you." Jiang Yuhe said lightly, "If you can't accept some things for the time being,"
"You can still treat me as an older brother first."
Wen Yu reacted for two seconds, then blinked: "What kind of brother?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she wanted to knock herself unconscious.
Ahh what mentally retarded questions are you asking!
Don't answer me, don't answer me, just pretend you didn't hear anything.
Wen Yu immediately wanted to say something else to cover up, but Jiang Yuhe simply replied:
"Any kind will do."