A Villainess Needs to Have the Ability of a Villainess Chapter 214
Fu Wenqing shouted several times before Jiang Yuhe came back to his senses, "What"
Fu Wenqing handed him the phone, "Xiao Yu is looking for you."
Jiang Yuhe calmed down and took the phone into his hand.
Wen Yu deliberately pouted on the other end.
"What were you doing Grandma called you for a long time before you answered."
"Nothing." Hearing Wen Yu's voice, Jiang Yuhe's thoughts were completely swayed.
To this day, perhaps that smell could still catch his attention, but the difference was…
It could hardly cause a ripple anymore...
Now the person who could make his heart ebb and flow at any time was at the other end of the phone.
Jiang Yuhe glanced at the time sideways and admonished Wen Yu, "It's almost eleven at night.
Are you still not sleeping"
"You kiss me before I go to sleep."
"..." Jiang Yuhe whispered, "There are many people around me."
Wen Yu refused to comply: "Then you should walk to a place where there are few people."
Jiang Yuhe helplessly walked through the crowd of people in the living room, went outside the door, found a quiet place in the garden, and kissed Wen Yu gently.
"Can you go to sleep now"
Wen Yu couldn't help laughing on the other end of the phone.
"Brother, you're so sweet."
Jiang Yuhe was rarely teased, so he curled his lips, "How sweet"
Wen Yu thought for a few seconds.
"If you were in front of me right now, I would hug you and bite you hard."
As she was talking, the door was opened, and Aunt Twelve came out from inside.
"Young Master, the Old Lady wants you to go in and say a few words on her behalf."
Wen Yu also heard Aunt Twelve's words and said to Jiang Yuhe on the phone, "Go and get busy.
I'm hanging up."
Jiang Yuhe answered with a hum, hung up the phone, and then bypassed Aunt Twelve.
Jiang Yuhe walked ahead, and Aunt Twelve followed him respectfully.
The moment he brushed past, Jiang Yuhe vaguely felt that something was wrong.
He slowed down, paused, and suddenly turned around to face Aunt Twelve.
His gaze made Aunt Twelve embarrassed, and she thought that the dress she was wearing was slightly immodest, so she explained, "Young Master, don't look at me like that.
This is a dress that Xiao Yu gave to me."
Jiang Yuhe didn't say anything, but slowly approached her.
Until the smell on her body became distinctly clear.
Jiang Yuhe could not believe it, but had to admit that the scent was indeed coming from her.
He looked at the housekeeper he had lived with for more than ten years in front of him in a daze, and for a few seconds even absurdly wondered.
Could it be her
‘No, it can't be.
Jiang Yuhe quickly snapped back to his senses and asked her with a frown, "Did you spray perfume on"
Aunt Twelve was embarrassed again.
"Did you buy it yourself"
"O-Of course not." Aunt Twelve's wrinkled face flushed.
"Xiao Yu gave it to me.
Did you forget She gave me a bottle of perfume when she left before, and I asked you if you wanted it, and you said no."
After a long time of stagnation, Jiang Yuhe's consciousness seemingly fell back from a kind of illusory white light.
He slowly and disbelievingly asked.
"Say what Who gave you the perfume"
Aunt Twelve repeated once more, her voice unusually clear, "Yuyu ah!"
Jiang Yuhe's world seemingly came to a standstill at that moment.
The scenery rested, the crowd stopped talking, and all sounds drifted far away.
He stood there in a daze, and his thoughts entered some kind of a black hole.
He sank in it before reacting to one thing, as if he was waking up from a dream.
The woman he loved was from Jiangcheng.
Jiang Yuhe said nothing more, turned around and went back to the study on the second floor.
He was anxious to prove his suspicions, despite the unbelievable coincidence of it all.
However, when the familiar fragrance appeared again, he preferred to believe that it was a will from the heavens.
He went into his study, opened his computer, and found the video from the Jiangcheng concert that Liu Tuan had sent him earlier.
He quickly pressed play.
The video quality was good.
The night was warm and windy in Jiangcheng.
The dim light of the night was poignant under the lamplights and music.
Soon, Jiang Yuhe saw himself entering, saw the many flashing lights, Li Man, Director Chen, and saw many familiar faces.
He didn't know how long time had passed.
But in fact, it was only brief.
Just a few minutes.
But Jiang Yuhe felt that this was the longest road he had ever walked.
In the video, a woman wearing a short black velvet skirt held a glass of wine in her hand.
Her long curly hair was swept to one side, and she approached him with a charming smile.
The breeze was quiet that night, and the darkness was gentle.
Only she was so breathtakingly beautiful that everything around her dimmed.
‘...Oh, it turns out to be you.’