Amidst the lively music, Wen Yu felt the temperature around her suddenly drop.
That kind of coldness is obvious, like finely divided small molecules, slowly floating into the air, and forming ice.
She paused, knowing that her words just now were affected by her emotions, so she answered a little frivolously.
Obviously she made a mistake first, but when someone else came all the way and lowered her head, she proudly used the word "chasing".
Do you really think you are attractive
Wen Yu pursed her lips, moved her butt twice, took the initiative to sit next to Jiang Yuhe, held back for a long time before she said aggrievedly: "You asked me to come to play, just bring such a beautiful sister, let her sit beside you, I don't Happy to say that."
Jiang Yuhe glanced at her, "Didn't you want to see the handsome guy yourself?"
"But you are the most handsome brother in the audience, so I have to be by your side to see it more clearly."
As she said that, Wen Yu moved her butt a little further, and blinked, "I'll just sit here."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
The irritability brought out by those words was dispelled by Wen Yu in this way.
In fact, what she said was not wrong, it was just that Jiang Yuhe still had difficulty admitting this fact.
He was cheated, but he still couldn't let go.
The music craze continued to soar, and not far away, Jiang Lingwei was having fun with the DJ on the dance floor. Wen Yu wanted to record a short video to post on Moments, but just as she picked up her phone, a handsome rock n' roll guy with hip-hop braids walked up to her.
"Hi Yuyu? It's really you, long time no see, have a drink?"
One of Y3's DJs, probably passing by, happened to see Wen Yu.
Wen Yu was already an old player of Y3 before. After all, this is the most famous nightclub in Jiangcheng, and it is also the back garden of the wealthy second generations.
It was not surprising that they knew Wen Yu.
Everyone's cups are in front of them, and there is no snobbishness to treat them differently when they go bankrupt. Wen Yu can only smile awkwardly, "Okay."
She sat upright and had a drink with the hip-hop braid.
"See you later, come to play often."
"Um."
Wen Yu glanced at Jiang Yuhe after drinking, and found that the man was looking at her indifferently, the light and shadow were blurred, and Wen Yu couldn't see the meaning in his eyes.
But it seems that there is not much reaction.
Commonly known as - not jealous.
Although she was a little disappointed, it was normal for Wen Yu to think about it. He was a big family, and drinking in nightclubs and bars was too much, and it didn't mean anything at all.
Therefore, Jiang Yuhe didn't ask, and Wen Yu didn't take the initiative to explain.
Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, another man came.
This time he is a sunny little cool guy, tall and handsome, with earrings, very trendy.
"Wen Yu? Damn, long time no see, baby, when did you come back, you've become prettier again! Alen and the others miss you so much, do you want to go have a drink?"
It was embarrassing to meet a playmate I used to play with.
Although she had already lost her vest in front of Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu still tried her best to maintain her innocent younger sister's persona. Who knows that when she came to a nightclub, her identity as a little player was unknowingly exposed.
Wen Yu brushed her hair unnaturally, and was about to stand up and have a drink alone to deal with this person, but her arm was suddenly pulled down, and she sat back on her seat.
"She's not free." Jiang Yuhe looked at Brother Xiaoku lightly.
Wen Yu: "..."
Brother Xiaoku shrugged, as if he understood something, "ok."
But when they left, they still exchanged a look of meeting with Wen Yu.
When the people left, Jiang Yuhe turned around, his eyes were as cold as water, with some mockery: "I can't tell, you are quite popular, baby."
The aggravated word "baby" is very yin and yang.
Wen Yu opened her mouth and muttered in a low voice, "It's just a joke among friends."
She thought of something, looked at Jiang Lingwei who was dancing on the dance floor not far away, and immediately went back in a strange mood: "You are not bad, this sister has such a good figure."
Paused, a little sour: "Is it the newcomer who is going to praise?"
Jiang Yuhe:
Following her gaze, I immediately understood what was going on.
Jiang Yuhe suddenly wanted to laugh when he saw that Wen Yu, who had always been confident and beautiful and always felt that she was overwhelmed by others everywhere, actually had someone to envy her.
He tapped her forehead, "What are your eyes for?"
Wen Yu hid back, frowned and said, "What's wrong with me?"
Just after finishing speaking, Jiang Lingwei and Li Bai came back.
"It's so exciting, the DJ above is too good, hey, don't you want to play?"
Seeing that the positions of Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu had changed, Jiang Lingwei glanced between the two of them, and said with a smile, "What are you two whispering here, you're almost stuck together."
Jiang Yuhe repeated blankly: "She said you have a good figure, and asked me if I planned to flatter you."
Wen Yu: "..."
How did you just say it!
ah ah!
Wen Yu was so embarrassed that she immediately picked up the wine glass and pretended to drink, but Jiang Lingwei laughed directly, and put her hand on Jiang Yuhe's shoulder, "Don't my sister think that President Jiang and I are so similar."
Wen Yu was taken aback.
A bit like
Her thoughts froze for two seconds, and Wen Yu suddenly realized something.
Sister... Jiang Yuhyuk has a sister!
Calculating the time, I should have returned from the United States some time ago.
Oh my god, what is she doing, she actually secretly poked and ate the dry vinegar of her own sister all night.
Only then did Jiang Yuhe formally introduce:
"Jiang Lingwei."
"Wen Yu."
Wen Yu has already scooped out ten Y3 nightclubs with her feet. Fortunately, the nightclubs are dark, so she can't see her blushing face at the moment.
Bite the bullet and say hello: "Hello, sister."
Jiang Lingwei tasted the name, "Wen Yu? Are you just Xiaoyu?"
Wen Yu: "You know me?"
After Jiang Lingwei returned to China, her twelfth aunt once mentioned some things about Wen Yu, but she kept her mouth shut and didn't say anything that shouldn't be said. She only said that Jiang Yuhe picked up a younger sister who lost her memory. My sister regained her memory and went home.
Jiang Lingwei was very happy to finally meet the legendary "Third Miss Jiang". The more she saw Wen Yu, the more she liked her, so she went back to ask Jiang Yuhe for his opinion:
"Since it's so predestined, why don't we just accept her as a godsister. Grandma really wants to hug her great-grandson now."
Wen Yu: "...?"
May I ask if there is any direct connection between accepting the younger sister and holding the great-grandson
I don't understand this wave of logic.
Obviously Jiang Yuhe didn't understand, "What does it have to do with her?"
Jiang Lingwei: "You don't want to find a girlfriend, and I don't want to get married. If my god-sister gets married and has children someday, grandma will be considered to have a great-grandson indirectly."
Wen Yu: "..."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
There was a few seconds of silence.
Jiang Yuhe took a sip of his wine, turned around and looked at Jiang Lingwei, pointing his chin at the dance floor with obvious impatience: "Would you like to dance your dick?"
Jiang Lingwei clicked her tongue, just at this time there was a new wave of strong music, and she didn't bother to talk to Jiang Yuhe anymore, she dragged Li Bai to the dance floor again.
The deck became quiet again, probably because the matter of hugging the great-grandson was inserted too embarrassingly, no one spoke for a while, and finally Wen Yu laughed dryly:
"Why don't you go and play with your sister, isn't it boring to sit all the time?"
Jiang Yuhe's eyes fell, and he said in a calm manner:
"not boring."
"I'm looking at you."
Eyes and attention were on her all night.
How could he be bored.
After hearing this answer, Wen Yu didn't react for a while, "Look at me?"
Thinking that her makeup was messed up, Wen Yu immediately took out the small mirror from her bag, but she checked it several times and found no problem.
"why do you look at me?"
The eyes of the two met, and just as they followed the light, Jiang Yuhe saw Wen Yu's eyes. The slightly upturned eye ends were like a small hook, and they caught him with just one look, easily breaking through.
He smiled helplessly in his heart, took a sip of wine, as if answering himself: "See why you are so popular."
"..."
Wen Yu's heart was empty, and she couldn't tell whether Jiang Yuhe's words were affirmation or ridicule.
During their delicate conversation, Jiang Lingwei had been high for several rounds. At ten o'clock, when she and Li Bai returned to the booth, their long hair was already wet with thin sweat.
"Let's go, it's ten o'clock, and I have an appointment at the hotel's spa."
Wen Qingyou's phone call also came in time:
"Are you gone? I'll wait for you at the door."
Wen Yu stood up with everyone: "Well, come out right away."
Jiang Yuhe was going back to Beijing tomorrow, so Jiang Yuhe didn't plan to play too late.
But what he didn't expect was that Wen Qingyou would come to pick Wen Yu up.
At the entrance of the nightclub, Wen Qingyou's car was parked on the side of the road. I don't know if it was a coincidence that it happened to be in front of and behind the commercial car that picked up Jiang Yuhe these two days.
Wen Qingyou saw Wen Yu's figure coming out, and immediately got out of the car.
The weather is getting warmer, and he has just returned from drinking tea with his friends. He still wears gold-rimmed glasses, but the white shirt he used to be strict in the past has casually opened the neckline tonight, giving him a somewhat lazy feeling under the night wind.
Wen Qingyou saw Jiang Yuhe first, and stretched out his hand: "Long time no see, Mr. Jiang."
He still has an undecided attitude towards this man, so the address is very formal.
Jiang Yuhe also responded lightly: "Long time no see."
Wen Yu and Jiang Lingwei walked behind, they hit it off right away, Wen Yu pointed to Wen Qingyou's car and said, "Sister, I'm leaving first, my brother is here to pick me up."
Jiang Lingwei drank a little too much tonight, and held Wen Yu tightly, "Your brother? Let's get to know each other, and discuss in advance that his sister should be given to our Jiang family as a sister."
Wen Yu: "..."
As Jiang Lingwei spoke, she walked forward and walked to Jiang Yuhe's side. She raised her head and was about to speak for a moment, but her words froze in her throat.
The wine also seemed to wake up more than half of it suddenly.
Wen Yu thought that Jiang Lingwei was impressed by her brother's handsome appearance, so she stepped forward and introduced, "Sister, this is my brother, Song Qingyou, his last name is my mother's."
Then he said to Wen Qingyou: "Brother, this is Sister Jiang, Miss Jiang, Jiang Lingwei."
The light in Wen Qingyou's eyes flickered imperceptibly twice before disappearing quickly.
He stretched out his hand very naturally: "Hello, Miss Jiang."
Jiang Lingwei cleared her throat and shook it back, "Hi."
Jiang Yuhe didn't notice these subtle abnormalities, the only thing he cared about right now was that Wen Qingyou came, and he didn't seem to have the position to send Wen Yu home.
This elder brother always seems to like to snatch Wen Yu away from him. Last time he did it, and this time he did it again.
Jiang Yuhe hated being controlled, and his possessiveness became even more troublesome because of this, so he directly grabbed Wen Yu and said:
"What about your contract?"
The night breeze was slightly cool, Wen Yu was stunned: "What contract?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow, and you haven't given me the contract, so how can we cooperate?"
"..."
I rely on you to say now if you didn’t say it before!
But Jiang Yuhe agreed to cooperate and Wen Yu was still very happy, "Then I will go to the company to sort it out tomorrow, can I send it to your email when I'm done?"
"No, I must see it today." Jiang Yuhe glanced at his watch and said forcefully, "I only give you two hours to write on site."
"..."
Wen Yu was at a loss for a moment, paused, and looked at Wen Qingyou, "Then shall I write the contract?"
Unexpectedly, my brother didn't object, "Mr. Jiang wants you to write a contract, so you can do it. I'll accompany you there."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Lingwei meaningfully: "Anyway, Miss Jiang seems to have something to discuss with me just now?"
Jiang Lingwei: "..."
Jiang Lingwei was completely sober from the wine at this moment. Not only did she wake up, but she also remembered a lot of the past.
She was not very willing to reveal her secrets in front of her younger brother and new acquaintance, so she coughed and held Wen Yu by the arm: "Then let's go."
For some reason, Wen Yu always felt that this group of people was suddenly weird.
But the cooperation cannot be stopped. Since Jiang Yuhe opened his mouth, she must seize this opportunity.
The two cars drove towards the hotel where Jiang Yuhe was staying, one after the other.
It was just a quarter past ten o'clock.
When they arrived at the hotel, Jiang Yuhe took Wen Yu back to his room.
"My computer is on the desk, you write it yourself."
"..."
To be honest, Wen Yu hasn't officially written a contract yet, and she has seen a lot in Jiang Yuhe's office before, but in practice, she is not sure if she can write it well.
But right now, you have to bite the bullet.
When Wen Yu turned on the computer, she saw that Jiang Yuhe's page was full of various documents and contracts, which dazzled her.
But she didn't dare to be distracted, and quickly opened the document to write the contract.
While she was writing here, Jiang Yuhe seemed to be completely absent from the room. He took off his coat in front of her, answered the phone, and went outside to smoke.
Good guy.
Wen Yu didn't expect that the first time in her life to write such an important contract was in the boss's hotel room.
While she was typing on the keyboard seriously, she occasionally glanced at the man standing on the balcony.
He held a cigarette between his fingers and didn't know who he was talking to. The smoke was dense in the night, vaguely outlining his jawline, giving him an inexplicable sense of coolness.
Wen Yu watched it for a while, and Jiang Yuhe suddenly turned around.
The two looked at each other.
Like being discovered by the head teacher for peeking at a comic book in class, Wen Yu immediately looked back guiltily, sat upright and started writing again.
After a while, Jiang Yuhe came in after calling.
The carpet was very soft, he walked in almost silently, but the aura on his body was enough to make Wen Yu's heart beat like a drum.
Walking behind Wen Yu, he looked at the screen like the teacher observing the students in the exam.
"Wrote all this in half an hour?"
Wen Yu: "..."
Before Wen Yu could explain to herself, Jiang Yuhe walked away again.
This time I poured a glass of water, sat on the sofa opposite Wen Yu, and quietly looked at my things.
The huge office was so quiet that only Wen Yu's typing was heard.
After a while, Wen Yu still acted coquettishly: "Brother, I want to drink water too."
I just had a drink in the nightclub, and now I'm quiet, and for some reason, my throat feels dry.
Jiang Yuhe glanced at her, stood up again, poured a glass of water and put it in front of Wen Yu.
By the way, he glanced at the screen again.
A few seconds later, he pressed the brow bone, feeling a little helpless: "Is this what you wrote?"
Wen Yu shut her mouth, knowing that her writing might be terrible, but she still whispered: "The company has a legal department, I didn't learn this, I..."
"Get up." Jiang Yuhe interrupted her.
Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, and obediently stood aside.
Jiang Yuhe sat down and re-edited what she had written: "As an investor, you don't have to do this by yourself, but you must be able to do it."
Standing beside Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu raised her lips inexplicably as she watched him fluently type out those professional terms and the allocation of various equity funds.
Men who work hard are the most attractive, and Jiang Yuhe, who works hard, has brought that ease to the extreme.
"Got it." Wen Yu replied gently, with a little coquettishness that she didn't even notice.
Jiang Yuhe paused and looked back at her.
The corners of the mouth are slightly curved, and the cheeks are a little red on both sides if they have drunk alcohol.
As if drunk.
No wonder the reply is whimpering.
Just as she was about to look away, she noticed that her two calves were lifting lightly in turn in the dark, probably because the heels were too high and she was tired from standing.
Jiang Yuhe felt a string in his heart snapped again.
He sighed, and suddenly stretched out a hand to pull Wenyu's wrist, and with a light tug, he sat on his lap.
Then he put his arms around her and said lightly: "Look carefully, I won't write for you next time."
Wen Yu: "..."
Unprepared, she sat on the man's lap, and was surrounded by him in such a safe posture, Wen Yu's heart beat wildly, and her eyes were full of the man's slender and powerful hands typing in front of her.
She could smell the tobacco smell that had just remained on his body, as well as the night's alcohol, mixed in her breath, sending it to Wen Yu's air little by little.
To be breathed in by her again.
Wen Yu felt her cheeks getting hotter.
She sat obediently, and Jiang Yuhe's voice fell into her ears from time to time, explaining the details of the contract.
But she didn't seem to hear a word.
All he could hear was his own heartbeat, and maybe his.
The evening wind blew in gently, and Wen Yu suddenly felt that such a moment was very good.
The IP that he and Jiang Yuhyuk both fell in love with - "The Moment I Fall in Love with You"
Just like the two of them now, under the warm orange light, the moment when they both let go of their pretense and rely on each other sincerely is especially cherished.
"Actually..." Wen Yu said softly, "On Valentine's Day, you asked me if anything was true."
Jiang Yuhe paused with his fingertips, and soon continued typing as if nothing had happened.
"Except for Shen Mingjia, every minute I spend with you is real."
After Wen Yu finished speaking, the silence in the room seemed to be magnified several times, and even the sound of breathing could be heard.
She was a little apprehensive, and she didn't know why she said these things. Maybe it was this kind of night, and this kind of picture made people more emotional and more willing to face their hearts.
I don't know how long it has passed before Jiang Yuhe calmly replied: "Really."
"Well," Wen Yu turned around, sat leaning on Jiang Yuhe's lap, looked intently into his eyes and said, "In those three months, maybe Wen Yu was in a mess, but Xiaoyu was happy, because you Satisfied all her fantasies about her brother."
The wind seemed to stop flowing, and at this moment, some broken things seemed to recover quietly.
"Little fish is happy?" After a long while, Jiang Yuhe smiled, a little mockingly: "Can't bear the humiliation?"
"..." This stalk is hard to pass, isn't it
Wen Yu was a little depressed, "Can you stop mentioning this, I was just angry at the time."
The air was silent for a moment.
"Yes." Jiang Yuhe sat upright, as if negotiating: "Give me a reason not to mention it."
Wen Yu pursed her lips, and wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to think of, and suddenly looked at Jiang Yuhe closely, without moving.
It seemed that he was trying to do something big.
Jiang Yuhe felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and asked with a frown, "What are you doing?"
As soon as the words fell, Wen Yu kissed Jiang Yuhe's lips lightly and quickly, then lowered her head and hummed softly—
"Can you take back those four words now?"