Wen Yu just said half of what she said on purpose, to give Jiang Yuhe some room for self-imagination.
Unexpectedly, it really brought people back.
hey-hey.
Wen Yu deliberately pretended to be stupid: "If you can't fall asleep, I can video with you, sing to you, or buy you aromatherapy, and find hypnotic music for you..."
She tried her best to describe her thoughtfulness, but Jiang Yuhe suddenly smiled, "Is it interesting?"
"...?"
Wen Yu put on an innocent look, "Then what do you think is interesting."
Say it.
Speak up if you have the ability!
Jiang Yuhe's teeth and even the tip of his tongue were itchy due to her affectation.
He turned around and looked at the front of the car, and nodded, "OK."
Sooner or later, he would pay back all the tricks this woman had done in front of him.
"Brother, do you agree to cooperate?"
"think about it."
"..."
Wen Yu looked out the window, "Well, it's okay, I don't force my brother, anyway, I mortgaged the car, house, and sold all my bags for the 15 million yuan. It's okay, you don't have to sympathize with me."
"No, I don't have time to sympathize with you."
"..."
Can't talk anymore.
All right, I know you are cold-blooded and ruthless, even the dowry doesn't even look down on you.
At this time, the driver asked Jiang Yuhe: "Boss, should we go directly to the restaurant now?"
Jiang Yuhe hummed.
Wen Yu was planning to ask the driver to pull over, but when she heard this, she immediately sat upright again, "Brother, are you going to eat?"
Jiang Yuhe looked over, "Is there a problem?"
"Of course not." Wen Yu always kept in mind the principle of taking the initiative to create a story, "Even I'm a little hungry, can we go together?"
The car was driving, and after a long while, Wen Yu heard Jiang Yuhe reply indifferently: "Whatever."
get√
Since you said it was casual, then I will not be polite when I get up casually.
Wen Yu happily introduced Jiang Yuhe's famous restaurants to Jiang Yuhe, from Chinese style to Western style, private kitchen dishes to small canteens, but she mentioned all the excellent restaurants she had eaten at, and Jiang Yuhe didn't accept any of them in the end.
The car stopped in front of a French restaurant.
"Get out of the car." Jiang Yuhe said.
Wen Yu stared out the window blankly.
This restaurant specializes in French cuisine. The dishes are expensive and professional. The ingredients are airlifted from the place of origin every day. The chefs stationed here are also French Michelin-level.
But the most attractive thing about their house is the environment of the restaurant. It is located on the first floor of a five-star hotel, and there are only seats for lovers. Outside the window is the sunny grass. There are flowers everywhere in the restaurant, and the overall atmosphere is full of strong French romance.
When it first opened, Wen Yu thought about eating with her boyfriend to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by romance.
But at that time, Shen Mingjia was filming in other places.
I didn't expect that—
Somehow, the first man who brought her was Jiang Yuhe.
So, it was destined to be him from the beginning.
Everyone who came here defaulted to being a couple, Wen Yu was immersed in her own satisfaction and secretly smiled, Jiang Yuhe intuitively felt that she was thinking about something related to herself, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Of course Wen Yu wouldn't say it out loud, she just asked coyly, "Why did you think of taking me here for dinner?"
Jiang Yuhe: "I live in the hotel upstairs."
Wen Yu: "...?"
Wen Yu: "..."
Co-authoring means going along the way, the principle of proximity
Wen Yu was silent for a while, comforting herself, it's okay, it's not important, it's God's arrangement to drop by, why didn't it go somewhere else, but here.
It is obvious that God will lock them up.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu felt better again.
Open the menu happily: "Then what shall we eat, brother?"
At this moment, Jiang Yuhe's phone rang, and he glanced at it and got up: "Light it yourself, I'll go smoke a cigarette."
"OK."
After Jiang Yuhe left, Wen Yu looked at the menu seriously—
"I want an onion mushroom truffle soup, Yunzhi lobster, and two beef short ribs..."
"Hey, isn't this Wen Yu?" A discordant voice suddenly broke in.
Wen Yu came back for a month, and knew that there would be a day when she would meet Zhao Wenjing, but she didn't expect it to be here today.
It's not surprising that this kind of occasion was originally a place where they used to love to come and go.
Zhao Wenjing sat down without treating herself like an outsider: "I heard that you are back, why don't you come out to play."
Wen Yu looked at the menu calmly: "I'm very busy."
"That's right, you're busy starting your small company?" Zhao Wenjing and the girl accompanying her yin and yang introduced strangely: "Do you know that Wen Yu has started a company, and it's in the office building on Shengyang Road. Do you know how big it is? It's a hundred flats."
The last time I met Jiang Yuhe, Qiu Zhao Wenjing, who was stalked by Wen Yu, still remembered that she had finally seen her return to Jiangcheng in despair, and started a shabby small company. She must have been dumped by Jiang Yuhe.
Zhao Wenjing taunted her, and the female companions around her also laughed. Wen Yu raised her head and looked at Zhao Wenjing carefully.
I don't know why, I used to think she was domineering and disgusting, and liked to confront her, but looking at it now, I just think this woman is childish and ridiculous.
Probably because after following Jiang Yuhe for a long time, the situation has become bigger and bigger, and he doesn't bother with such a person.
Wen Yu waved her hand, and she simply said that she was interrupted, and the waiter gave Zhao Wenjing the order to evict the guest.
"I'm sorry miss, you can sit somewhere else."
Zhao Wenjing hated the way Wen Yu was holding it up, and felt that she was just covering up her incompetence with silence.
"Didn't you be very good last time? Why, you were dumped by that President Jiang? Then who are you climbing up to now? Oh, I heard that your father's secretary took over the position?"
Wen Yu raised her head again, the words came to her lips, several waiters rushed over and greeted Zhao Wenjing—
"I'm sorry, miss, the restaurant has just been booked out, please go out first, don't disturb our guests' dining."
"Purchased?" Zhao Wenjing was stunned for a moment, looking around, "Who is it?"
As soon as the words were finished, a figure slowly sat down in front of her, and his cold eyes swept over, filled with chill.
"..."
Zhao Wenjing immediately understood what was going on, but she couldn't believe it. She clenched the strap tightly with her lowered hand, moved her lips twice, but couldn't make a sound.
Jiang Yuhe didn't even look at her, picked up the menu, and said lightly to the air: "Can it disappear?"
Zhao Wenjing stood up stiffly, unwilling to say anything, but fortunately a few plastic sisters stopped her in time, and the group left the restaurant in a state of embarrassment.
After they left, Jiang Yuhe raised his eyes and asked Wen Yu: "If others make trouble for you, do you accept it?"
Wen Yu originally wanted to explain that she just didn't argue with fools, but she changed her words when she got to the point of her mouth - "Because I know my brother will protect me."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
"Speaking of which." Wen Yu recalled that the orchestra invited by Zhao Wenjing's birthday party suddenly broke the appointment a few months ago, and quietly asked tentatively: "Didn't Zhao Wenjing invite Liu Tuan's orchestra to play for her birthday? No more, did you help me vent my anger and let them go?"
Jiang Yuhe put down the menu and looked at her, "Do you think you are so attractive?"
Wen Yu thought carefully for a few seconds: "Yes."
"Yeah." Jiang Yuhe said lightly, "That's why I was cheated for three months."
"..."
Are you jumping a little too fast on this topic
Jiang Yuhe's tone was very calm, so calm that even Wen Yu couldn't tell whether he was acting weird or had accepted the fact.
After all, after the man finished speaking, he ordered food to the waiter as if nothing had happened.
Wen Yu was completely uncertain, and stared at him blankly, "So are you still angry?"
Jiang Yuhe paused, put down the menu and glanced at her, and was about to say something when the phone rang suddenly.
It was Jiang Lingwei calling.
"where?"
"Have a meal."
"Don't call me for dinner, is there someone outside?"
"Speak directly."
"I told you about the Y3 nightclub before. Before I leave, I will accompany my sister to make a card. Tomorrow night, I have reserved a seat. Remember to come."
"..."
Jiang Yuhe was still thinking about what reason to see Wen Yu again before leaving, but now Jiang Lingwei seems to have given herself a good excuse.
"Are you free tomorrow night?"
Jiang Yuhe took the initiative to invite himself to the nightclub, which was beyond Wen Yu's expectation.
She guessed that maybe many big names in the entertainment industry gathered in Jiangcheng in the past two days, and it was rare that Jiang Yuhe was also there. It is not a strange thing for everyone to get together.
But Jiang Yuhe is willing to bring himself, does it mean that the relationship between the two is one step closer
So if you take the initiative, there will be stories that are true!
With this belief in mind, the next afternoon, Wen Yu sat in front of the dressing table for a long time. The makeup should not be too heavy, but not too plain, and the clothes she should wear should not be too formal, but not too exaggerated.
Like a little girl who was going on a date with her boyfriend, Wen Yu tried on seven or eight outfits before finally standing in front of the full-length mirror.
A little bit of brown eye shadow, eyeliner gently outlines the corners of the eyes, the eyelashes are like a feather fan, and finally the lips are smudged with a bit of misty cherry blossom red.
This makeup is very fresh, but with the black square-neck retro dress she chose, it is a bit lazy and seductive.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Wen Yu was about to leave when Wen Qingyou suddenly called.
He just came back from City B today, probably because he heard about the auction, and asked Wen Yu: "Why did you change the agreed project temporarily? Also, why did you get entangled with him again?"
This matter was not clear for a while, besides, Wen Yu was in a hurry to go out at the moment.
She had no choice but to reply to Wen Qingyou, "Brother, let me talk to you tomorrow, okay, I'm going out now."
Wen Qingyou: "I'm downstairs and I'm about to go up, where are you going?"
Wen Yu: "..."
It's better to be early than to be timely, so Wen Qingyou became the driver to take Wen Yu to the bar.
On the way, Wen Yu confessed her thoughts to Wen Qingyou:
"If the company can jointly operate such a big IP with Yasheng, we will take advantage, and the follow-up income will definitely far exceed the original investment of this IP."
Wen Qingyou: "Can he agree?"
This kind of cooperation is clearly aimed at helping the poor. Does Yasheng, an industry giant, need to cooperate with a small company like Wen Yu, who just started
In fact, Wen Yu was not so sure, "I think he should agree."
you think
Wen Qingyou shook his head helplessly.
Originally thought that bringing Wen Yu back to Jiangcheng would end the complicated relationship with Jiang Yuhe, but after going round and round, the two were still entangled.
"Why did he invite you to the nightclub?"
"What else can you do in a nightclub," Wen Yu replied casually, "Of course it's for fun."
Wen Qingyou: "What if I'm drunk?"
Wen Yu: "Go home and sleep when you're drunk."
"..."
How naive.
After all, the younger sister doesn't keep anyone, her mind is on others, and it's useless to pull her back.
Although Wen Qingyou can't interfere with some things, at the very least, under the premise of such an unclear relationship between the two, Wen Qingyou must help his sister check some aspects.
What a man is like.
That's what happens when you get drunk in a nightclub.
He knows best.
Wen Qingyou glanced at his watch: "I just met a friend nearby, and I will pick you up around ten o'clock."
"... No need, I can just take a taxi myself."
"Then earlier, nine o'clock?" Wen Qingyou couldn't refuse.
"... All right, all right, ten o'clock."
Y3 bar.
Wen Yuman thought that her initiative had been rewarded, but when she appeared on the stage dressed up and cautiously, she saw that a beautiful woman had already sat beside Jiang Yuhe in advance.
Whether it is the distance or the gesture of conversation, it is different from the intimacy of ordinary people.
Wen Yu quickly recognized her as the beautiful woman who appeared in the restaurant that day.
Yasheng Entertainment is like a harem that gathers countless women. There are countless first-line stars. Various factions compete for favor and power. Jiang Yuhe is in the highest position. What kind of woman does he want
The former Li Man and the later Sang Chen were rumored to have slept with him before they had the chance to take over.
And since I haven't been in Beijing for a month, this might be another newcomer after Sang Chen.
Wen Yu suddenly became emotional, and even wanted to turn around and leave, but the beauty was the first to say hello, "Hey sister, come and sit, don't stand there!"
After finishing speaking, he asked, "Whose friend of yours is this?"
Jiang Lingwei doesn't like boxes, she likes to interact with DJs in the lively places of the hall, and experience the nightclub culture of each city, so she chose booths tonight.
People are so proactive, it seems a bit unbearable to walk away by themselves.
All right, people can lose but momentum is not, so Wen Yu settled down and started looking for a place to sit.
The booth is circular, and the seat next to Jiang Yuhe has already been taken.
On the left is Jiang Lingwei, and on the right is Li Bai.
At this time, Li Bai got up and sat beside him, and said to Wen Yu, "Sit with me."
What's the matter, are you going to hug left and right
Don't even think about it, I can take the initiative but I will never be humble.
"No need." Wen Yu sat down facing Jiang Yuhe with a smile, and pointed to the DJ on the stage: "The view here is good, and it's convenient to see handsome guys."
Li Bai: "..."
Jiang Yuhe also looked away: "Follow her."
At this moment, Jiang Lingwei realized that Wen Yu was the one called by Jiang Yuhe, and after a closer look, she found that it was the little girl she met in the restaurant that day.
Red lips and white teeth, beautiful, good figure.
The older sister suddenly had the idea of going on a blind date for her younger brother.
"Does my sister have a boyfriend?" Jiang Lingwei chatted with Wen Yu familiarly.
Wen Yu glanced at Jiang Yuhe.
What's the meaning
This woman sits next to you and asks if I have a boyfriend
What are you trying to imply
implying he's yours? Let me not worry about it
Wen Yu smiled: "No."
Jiang Lingwei immediately became interested, "Then how about I introduce one to you?"
Wen Yu glanced at Jiang Yuhe again.
Do you have a reaction
Someone wants to introduce me to a boyfriend.
Jiang Yuhe just leaned his elbows on the sofa, not only did not make a sound, but he didn't even pay attention to the chat between the two women.
Wen Yu was angry.
But even if you are angry, you have to tease back gracefully: "No need, there are too many people chasing me, I can't handle it."
Jiang Lingwei: "..."
The little girl is quite prickly.
The DJ on the field started playing discs and singing. Jiang Lingwei was distracted, suspended the conversation with Wen Yu, and greeted everyone excitedly: "Don't sit still, this is a bar, not a Buddhist temple!"
Li Bai was dragged by Jiang Lingwei to dance on the dance floor.
Only Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe were left in the booth.
Wen Yu looked ahead very calmly, as if she was looking at the handsome guy seriously.
After a few seconds, Jiang Yuhe sat upright, poured her a glass of wine, and asked calmly after settling down:
"If you can't handle it, you still have time to deal with me?"
Under the strong rhythm of electronic music, his hoarse voice was like sand rolling over his cheeks, slowly penetrating into his ears, hooking a certain nerve.
Itchy and grueling.
But Wen Yu didn't want to talk to him for a minute.
Push the wine away—
"Then are you chasing me? I don't know."