A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess

Wen Yu was sandwiched between the two brothers, making her whole body chilly.

Wen Qingyou directly pulled Wen Yu to his side and smiled lightly.
“President Jiang is an adult man.
You should understand that it seems even more inappropriate to live with my sister in a situation where you both are not married.”

Wen Yu smelled the inexplicable smell of gunpowder.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
Jiang Yuhe was strong, but her brother was definitely not weak.

Fortunately, this discussion ended soon.

Jiang Yuhe didn't argue any more.
He just nodded, and as if there was no problem at all, he said lightly, “Okay.”

Wen Yu always felt that his word “Okay” was saying ‘Just you wait’.

“Go back and sleep early.”

After speaking, Jiang Yuhe returned to his car indifferently.
There was no expression on his face, the engine roared, and the black car body quickly disappeared into the night.

Wen Yu looked at the back of the car and reluctantly said to Wen Qingyou, “Can you two not fight every time you meet each other? It's hard for me to handle.”

Wen Qingyou replied, “If you are not sure about your relationship with him, can I let you live with him?”

“I know.” Wen Yu shut up and walked forward, “But you are not allowed to bully him.”

“…”

Back in Beijing, although Wen Yu’s largest emotional reason was because of Jiang Yuhe, her career was not put on the back burner.

The development team assigned to her by Jiang Yuhe soon joined the company.
They had a strong execution ability and fast speed.
However, Wen Yu was a newcomer.
In many cases, she had to learn from them to make progress.
This was why in her first week back in Beijing, she stayed in the office almost the entire time.

She hadn't been shopping and hadn't eaten in restaurants, let alone dating.

Instead, she gnawed on documents, gnawed on information, ate takeaways, had meetings, and saw partners.

It was also at this time that she knew how powerful and excellent the team that Jiang Yuhe gave her and how important they were to the entire project.

“President Wen, Mr.
Zhong's screenwriting team just called.
He said something came up and he needs to delay the meeting for an hour.”

It was the personal secretary assigned to Wen Yu by Jiang Yuhe called Tang Huai.
He was a handsome man and had strong professional skills.

Wen Yu raised her head from the table full of information and glanced at her watch.
“Is it changed to six o'clock?”

Tang Huai said, “Yes.”

This time was really inconvenient.

“Okay.” Wen Yu took a sip of the mineral water on the table, “Quickly help me order meal A from the restaurant across the street.”

The next meeting will last for at least two or three hours.
At this time, she needed to eat her meal in advance, otherwise she would definitely not be able to survive.

Twenty minutes later, the food was delivered.
Wen Yu hurriedly opened it, only to find that today's dishes were cold, and the rice was extremely hard.
The food was chewed dryly in her mouth and it was hard to swallow.