After recovering from the initial shock and bewilderment, Wen Yu almost rushed back to the bedroom.
She and Jiang Yuhe hadn't had time to clean up the mess last night, and the whole room seemed to still be filled with a lingering lust, wet and ambiguous.
Even in the trash can, there are too many evidences of their lingering past.
Wen Yu seemed to have suddenly dreamed back to her college days, and met a teacher who suddenly came to inspect the dormitory, and hurriedly packed up all the illegal things.
But despite covering up those superficial appearances, the atmosphere cannot be removed for a while.
Wen Yu opened all the windows, remembered something, and hurriedly put on a pair of pants for herself to cover up those marks.
After everything calmed down, she realized that there was no movement outside.
Wen Yi'an didn't walk in furiously to check.
The Shura field she imagined didn't seem to happen.
But this calm made Wen Yu feel even more uneasy.
Before the general storm, there is always an eerie calm.
Wen Yu adjusted in the bedroom for a while, took a deep breath to do self-guidance—
It's okay, I'm already an adult, Dad should be able to understand.
Wasn't he too young? How can he guarantee that he never kissed his mother
Holding such an optimistic thought, Wen Yu walked out of the bedroom again, and saw Wen Yi'an had entered the door, sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Jiang Yuhe sat opposite him.
The two men faced each other, and there was almost no need to ask, just by Wen Yi'an's expression, he knew it was definitely not a good scene.
Sure enough, Wen Yu walked over and was about to sit down beside Jiang Yuhe when Wen Yi'an stopped her.
"Pack up your things and follow me."
Wen Yu: "...?"
She bent down and was stunned, then stood up straight: "Where are you going?"
"Go back to your brother's house."
Wen Yu frowned: "Why? I'm not a child, I have the right to choose my own life."
Wen Yi'an was obviously restraining his emotions: "You have a choice, but if it's not the right choice, as a father, I have the responsibility and obligation to bring you back on track!"
"What is incorrect, how do you know it is incorrect?"
"You—" It's not that Wen Yi'an didn't hear what Wen Yu said, but when asked to say it again, he couldn't say it.
How decent!
Panicked with shame!
He stood up angrily, "Are you going?"
Wen Yu is also stubborn, "I don't."
When the father and daughter were at loggerheads, Jiang Yuhe stood up and gave Wen Yu a suggestive look.
Jiang Yuhe knew very well that the incident happened suddenly, and now Wen Yi'an was in a state of very unstable emotions, if he insisted on keeping Wen Yu by his side, it would only make him feel unable to step down, and it would be even more embarrassing.
After his embarrassment has subsided, he can explain it well, and bringing Wen Yu back is the only way.
"Uncle, it's rare for you to come to Beijing, so it's just for Wen Yu to play with you for a few days." As he said, Jiang Yuhe patted Wen Yu, "Come in."
Turning around to appease Wen Yi'an: "Uncle, wait a moment."
His attitude was always respectful. Although Wen Yi'an didn't talk badly to him, he definitely did.
Jiang Yuhe pulled Wen Yu into the room, closed the door, and he tidied up her clothes, but Wen Yu sat there watching with an unhappy face:
"My dad let me go and you really let me go?"
"Why didn't I find you so easy to talk before?"
"Is it because you got it last night and you're going to kick me away, you—"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuhe put the packed bag in front of Wen Yu.
He leaned over, looked at her, and said lightly after a long while——
"This is your father, not your brother."
No matter how indifferent and rebellious Jiang Yuhe was, he would not be rampant enough to confront Wen Yu's father.
What's more, the scene where they met today was indeed not very good.
"You go to your brother's house for a few days first, and when your father is not so angry, I will find a way." He said.
Wen Yu was soothed by Jiang Yuhe, and she nodded aggrieved after a pause, "I thought you were going to run away when you put on your pants."
Jiang Yuhe: "Where are you going?"
Wen Yu blinked: "Looking for your ex-girlfriend."
"..."
This matter cannot pass.
Jiang Yuhe glanced at her helplessly, handed her the bag, "Let's go."
Wen Yu didn't move, and then she opened her hands towards him, as if coquettishly demanding.
Jiang Yuhe glanced outside the door and reminded her: "The door is not closed."
"Just hug."
Jiang Yuhe put the bag on the ground next to him, and hugged Wen Yu into his arms, but this kind of intimacy was only tasted a little last night, and he couldn't be satisfied at all.
So even if it's just a hug like this one, it seems that some impulses are rekindled in an instant.
He held her face in his arms and kissed it down, as if he was looking for the remnants of last night's fun, revisiting it bit by bit, and full of longing again.
This man's kiss never seems to be gentle, always like an aggressor, a possessor, not giving the other party room to retreat.
Wen Yu's breath began to change after being kissed, but she still hugged him, catering to this parting kiss.
Suddenly a voice came from outside the door—"Not good yet?!"
Wen Yi'an felt that his hair was about to explode, and he almost couldn't help but ask -[He's gnawing on his legs again! ?]
The heat in the room stopped abruptly.
Jiang Yuhe paused, and slowly let go of Wen Yu, "Go."
Wen Yu reluctantly took the small luggage and walked to the living room.
Wen Yi'an was pacing on the spot with his hands behind his back, looking very irritable.
Seeing Wen Yu coming out, he quickly took his daughter's hand, as if he was going to be eaten by the man in front of him if he was too late, "Follow me."
Jiang Yuhe said in a timely manner: "I'm sorry, Uncle."
Wen Yi'an looked at him: "What do you have to be sorry for?"
Jiang Yuhe knew what Wen Yi'an was angry about. When he called last night, Liu Zhengming specifically asked him to take care of Wen Yu. Turning around, Wen Yi'an saw that his daughter was put on the bed by him.
If any father had been changed, he might not have a good face.
Jiang Yuhe said: "You rest first, I will visit you in two days."
Wen Yi'an snorted, didn't speak again, and took Wen Yu away quickly.
The door closed, and Jiang Yuhe also sat down and exhaled.
He pressed his browbones, thinking that in his life of more than 20 years of unimpeded life, there would be such a day that he would stumble.
Still planted on the head of the future father-in-law.
It's tricky.
In this way, Wen Yu was brought back to Guannan Apartment by Wen Yi'an, where Wen Qingyou lived.
Wen Qingyou was exercising at home, and she didn't seem surprised to see Wen Yu's return, so she said calmly, "You're back?"
Yes - back
Instead of—how did you come back
Wen Yu felt something was wrong when she heard it, "Brother, you don't seem surprised that I'm back?"
Wen Yi'an's sudden appearance made him dizzy all morning, and Wen Yu didn't realize it until he got home—how could Wen Yi'an run to his place
She asked Wen Qingyou: "You asked Dad to find me?"
Before Wen Qingyou could answer, Wen Yi'an took the initiative to say: "What happened to you, I caught the last flight yesterday and arrived in Beijing at night, and it was only when your brother found out that you didn't live here, your brother said you didn't live here. I moved out, and I didn't contact you because I was afraid of disturbing your rest at night, so what did I see when I went in the morning?"
Wen Yu: "..."
Wen Qingyou leaned gently on the treadmill, with a half-smile, "What did you see?"
Wen Yi'an couldn't get angry, let alone tell his son what he heard and saw.
"... I can't say it!"
Wen Yu sat on the sofa and gave Wen Qingyou a sidelong glance, "Brother, did you do it on purpose?"
Wen Qingyou walked over unhurriedly, and quite frankly, "Yes."
Wen Yu closed her mouth, and said unwillingly: "Then I should ask Dad to come and see the famous scene between you and Sister Jiang."
Wen Yi'an: "...?"
His eyes fell on Wen Qingyou again, "What scene? Who is Sister Jiang?"
Wen Qingyou didn't say a word, poured a glass of water and sat opposite Wen Yu, and said slowly: "I asked Dad to find you, not to appreciate your famous scenes, I'm not that naive yet."
Wen Yu: "Then what do you want to do, at least tell me before Dad comes, it's so sudden."
"Not suddenly, what if Jiang Yuhe finds an excuse to not be here?"
"...?" Wen Yu couldn't understand even more, "What do you mean?"
"I just want Dad to know your relationship clearly, so that he won't admit it like his sister in the future, and you will suffer."
The more Wen Yian listened, the more confused he became.
A Jiang Yuhe, a Jiang sister, and now these words...
Wait a minute.
Wen Yi'an rubbed his hands, "That Mr. Jiang still has a sister?"
No one said anything.
"Qingyou, that sister did something that she didn't admit to you?"
Wen Yu: "..."
Sure enough, he was the richest man, and his thinking and reaction ability was too fast.
The two brothers and sisters didn't speak, but Wen Yi'an understood.
As if he didn't catch his breath, he walked back and forth in the room, then drank a few more sips of water, and finally angrily said: "Did the two of you get into a relationship or were drugged?! Just like someone else Hooked up with siblings?"
Wen Yu couldn't hold back: "When I was with him, I didn't know that my brother was with his sister."
Wen Qingyou also raised his head: "Ling Wei, whom I met in the United States, hadn't come back to look for you at that time."
"..."
Good guy.
Wen Yi'an started pacing back and forth again, seriously thinking about whether he had sleepwalked in the middle of the night to dig the ancestral grave of Jiang's family, and why his son and daughter could find a family in both countries.
He seemed very angry, Wen Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and said something for herself: "Seriously speaking, Jiang Yuhe and I are the ones I took the initiative to touch..."
It’s okay not to mention it, but Wen Yi’an remembered something when he mentioned it, and said: "Dad is just bankrupt, why are you going to give him unspoken rules? Huh? I asked Uncle Liu to introduce you to him because I want you to learn a lot from him at work. I It's for you to give him—"
Did I ask you to send him to eat his legs!
Wen Yi'an firmly believed that the "touching porcelain" in Wen Yu's mouth meant to let Jiang Yuhe hide the rules. When he thought of his daughter's dedication to her career, she couldn't help covering her chest.
Wen Yu covered her face speechlessly, "It's not like that at all, Dad, can you listen to me?"
Wen Yi'an's mind is now dominated by Wen Yu's words in the morning, and he can't calm down at all: "I don't care about you so much, isn't it good for Ah Yue? Ah Yue is a good child, gentle and polite, a scholarly family, and he is still with him You came to Beijing, but you-"
What he saw in the morning broke Wen Yi'an's heart.
It seems that the cp that has been knocking on for a long time suddenly feels like be. After all, in his heart, Zhou Yue is the son-in-law he has fancied for a long time.
Wen Qingyou said slowly at this time, "That's not necessary, Zhou Yue has a girlfriend."
Wen Yi'an was taken aback: "When did it happen?"
"I met him after coming to Beijing, a doctor."
Wen Yi'an: "..."
Wen Yi'an was silent when he heard the news that Zhou Yue was already in love.
No longer getting angry, and no longer asking about the details of his son, daughter and Jiang's family, probably because he suddenly lost the blow brought by his son-in-law, Chenglong Kuai, and went back to the room silently.
Wen Yu and Wen Qingyou sat, looking at each other, and it took a long while before the quiet atmosphere was broken.
"What should we do now?" Wen Yu asked.
Wen Qingyou shook his head, "I don't know, anyway, I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. Before I leave, I'll hand you over to Dad and let him know about your relationship. I'm also relieved."
Wen Yu: "..."
Indeed, as Jiang Yuhe said, Wen Yi'an is in a very bad mood now, and he can't listen to anything he says. He preconceivedly denied Jiang Yuhe and felt that he was cheating. The more Wen Yu explained now, the more he would feel disgusted with Jiang Yuhe.
So that day, neither of the brothers and sisters mentioned the matter with Jiang's family anymore, and waited cautiously for Wen Yi'an to recover.
Wen Yu didn't go to the company either, she worked at home.
The popularity of yesterday's hot search has not completely passed, taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Yu asked the person in charge to open the official Weibo of "The Moment I Fall in Love with You", and officially announced the candidate for the leading actor.
Huo Yan won't use it anymore, even if he didn't push the trending search, but his own mind is not pure, Wen Yu doesn't like people who are too scheming, or in other words, don't like people who put their ambitions on their faces people.
Another candidate, Wu Ye, was also given up because Jiang Yuhe found out that the instigator of the trending search was his team, discrediting competitors and having no character.
Out of the three, two were eliminated, and the safest one became the final candidate without hesitation.
The news of the official announcement of the male lead broke out at this juncture of the hot search, and it further increased the traffic yesterday and postponed it. Wen Yu stared at the real-time feed of the computer at home, and a phone call came in a while, but she was always in an orderly manner and did not panic Take it easy, tell me.
Wen Qingyou watched silently.
He's not a person who doesn't know right from wrong. His younger sister is in such a state today. The credit of that fake brother is really greater than his own.
I thought that Wen Yi'an would be able to calm down by letting Wen Yi'an relax at night, and then everyone would sit down and have a good talk, and they would always be able to explain things clearly.
But who knew that at night, Wen Yi'an's mood eased down.
But he announced another surprising decision—
"Yuyu, let's go to America with your brother to see your mother."
Wen Yu: "...???"
Wen Yu was dumbfounded, "Us? Why?"
Wen Yi'an: "Last night, I heard from your brother that her heart is not very good. It finally recovered a few years ago, but recently it relapsed. After being separated for so long, it is always a husband and wife. It is not easy for her to bring Qingyou to such a big age. I Go and see, it makes sense."
Even so, it was too sudden for Wen Yu.
"I still have a job."
"Just go for ten or eight days. It won't delay your work. Besides, I think you just finished well at home."
"..."
Wen Yu cast a look at Wen Qingyou asking for help.
But this time Wen Qingyou didn't help her, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Actually, when I booked the ticket to leave, my mother asked me insincerely if you would come with me."
Wen Yu was slightly stunned, surprised, but didn't know how to reply to this sentence.
She lowered her head in silence, "Really."
It's not that Wen Yu didn't want to go to the United States to see her mother, but every time this thought came up, there would be an indescribable strangeness and estrangement in her heart.
After all, they have been separated for so long, and unlike Wen Qingyou, Wen Yu still has a layer of childhood resentment towards her mother in her heart.
At that time, she was still young, and she cried after chasing her mother's car and told her not to leave, but she still left. That regret and pain made Wen Yu irreparable and forgettable throughout her teenage years, even when she grew up.
Now, although she is gradually relieved and understands that feelings cannot be forced, and her parents' decision should be respected, Wen Yu still feels a little timid when she really wants to see her mother, and she doesn't know how to deal with it.
She seemed to have looked forward to the reunion, but deep down she was afraid of the reunion.
Until Wen Qingyou said something—
"Mom's bedside has always been a photo of you and her when you were a child. You wipe it every night and take a look before going to sleep."
"We first went to the United States and had a hard time, you know, and then it became easier, and she didn't dare to have extravagant expectations. You feel that your mother has abandoned you, and she blames herself for the same thing every day. "
Wen Qingyou stood up as he spoke, "At first, I had to, but later on, I just felt homesick. Yuyu, I won't force you on this matter. No matter what decision you make, it's your choice."
Wen Yi'an was silent for a moment after listening to his son's words, "If your brother doesn't force you, I will force you. You must go."
Wen Yu knew that after Wen Yi'an went bankrupt, she wanted to get rid of many things, so she wanted to visit her ex-wife. It's normal to see her again as a friend.
But rushing there at this juncture was obviously just looking for an excuse to take him away and separate him from Jiang Yuhe.
She thought about it for a long time, and in the end, she was not afraid of Wen Yi'an's persecution, but because of Wen Qingyou's sentence "She looks at your photo every night before going to sleep", and her heart softened helplessly.
That's her mother.
When I was a child, I also hugged her and sang to coax her mother.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to temporarily take Wen Yi'an away from the capital. Going to the United States for a week is considered a vacation. During this period of time, tell him the story of himself and Jiang Yuhe, change the environment, change the location, maybe he can slowly accept it. thing.
Wen Yu finally agreed to this sudden and hasty decision.
The only regret is probably that she won't be able to attend Grandma Jiang Yuhe's 70th birthday party next week.
There was only one day left before leaving for the United States. Fortunately, the visa did not expire. Wen Qingyou quickly bought a ticket. Wen Yu used this day to buy a gift for Fu Wenqing, and asked Jiang Yuhe to send it to Jiang's house, explaining to Fu Wenqing in person And send birthday wishes in advance.
On the way to the villa, Wen Yu comforted Jiang Yuhe reluctantly: "Don't miss me too much, I'll only go for a week, ten days at most."
Jiang Yuhe was also surprised to learn that Wen Yu was going to America to visit his mother suddenly, but after thinking about it, it was understandable.
Wen Yi'an's attitude towards him now is probably to avoid him, the farther away the better.
The two men in the Wen family were difficult to deal with.
Wen Qingyou would stop him occasionally at most.
Wen Yi'an directly took the man away.
Jiang Yuhe had a headache.
It's just a night of tenderness with Wen Yu, and it's fine if they are forced to separate, and it will take so long to cross the border.
But he just thought about it from the bottom of his heart, and didn't say it out loud, for fear that Wen Yu would be caught in the middle of the pressure.
"Just take a week off and have fun."
Wen Yu procrastinated with an "Oh?" on purpose, "You don't seem to care at all? Then I'll stay longer, anyway, my brother has a company over there, so I'll investigate it for a year or so, see. Let's see if there are any new opportunities for cooperation, and also... meet some foreign brothers."
Jiang Yuhe just listened, the corners of his mouth slightly tugged, and he didn't speak.
It's this overly sensible look again.
Wen Yu was not reconciled, so for the remaining half of the journey, she used all kinds of tricks, acting, acting, threatening, intimidating, coquettish, and annoyed all of them, just to see some fluctuations on Jiang Yuhe's face.
But until the car drove into the basement of the villa, the man remained indifferent.
"I will drink and dance with my foreign brother in the bar." Wen Yu emphasized again, "Do you really not mind?"
Jiang Yuhe parked the car and turned to look at her, "Just tell me what you want from me."
Wen Yu stared straight at him, and paused for a few seconds: "I want to see you jealous, I hate it, can't you eat it once and show me?"
Jiang Yuhe: "Look here?"
Wen Yu: "Then where are you going to watch it? Want me to set up a stage for you to perform?"
Jiang Yuhe hummed unhurriedly, "Okay."
After finishing speaking, he raised the car window, closed the car curtain, loosened the tie, and looked at her lightly: "It's what you want."
Wen Yu: "???"
…
Ten minutes later, Wen Yu finally understood that Jiang Yuhe's jealousy was absolutely unbearable in her life.
In the airtight compartment, the whole car seemed to be shaking like thunder from the sky.
If it wasn't for Wen Yu's repeated begging for mercy.
If it wasn't for the small tool for protection in the car.
Wen Yu is bound to be doomed today
After finally getting out of the car, Wen Yu had disheveled hair and delicate red lips. She hurriedly took a mirror to tidy herself up, but saw the man standing beside him was well-dressed, cold and dignified, and he completely lost his lustful appearance in the car.
Wen Yu: "..."
Why am I bothering
Finally tidy up, the two returned home from the elevator.
Jiang Lingwei happened to be there when he went, so Wen Yu took the opportunity to tell her that Wen Qingyou was leaving. But Jiang Lingwei didn't react too much, she smiled and went back to the room.
Wen Yu didn't know what she was thinking, so she had to give up. After finding Fu Wenqing to send the congratulatory gift, and saying some congratulatory words obediently, Aunt Twelve mysteriously pulled her aside.
"Yuyu, what should I wear to the old lady's birthday party next week? Oh, the old lady insisted that we should not do anything that day, and we would be happy together after wearing beautiful clothes. I don't know what to wear, can you give me a reference?"
Although Aunt Twelfth is middle-aged, she still maintains a well-proportioned figure. Wen Yu remembered that she bought a skirt that was two sizes too big in the room she lived in before, so she went to find it for her to try on, and it was just right.
"Just wear it like this, how beautiful it is, it seems like ten years younger!"
The skirt is long, with a little strapless shoulders. Aunt Twelfth is very embarrassed, "I'm wearing it like this, isn't it a bit old-fashioned?"
Wen Yu burst out laughing, "Grandma Renfu still wears a cheongsam with slits, what's so unscrupulous, as long as she's pretty, that's right—"
Wen Yu specifically reminded Aunt Twelve, "Don't forget to wear the perfume I gave you."
Aunt Twelfth blinked quietly: "I've been ready for a long time, and I'm just waiting for this day!"