I Don't Want to Do This Anymore (4)
There seemed to be two people living in his body, one tearing, one stitching, tearing and stitching every day.
Keeping to the legal speed limit, Li Bai drove the car as fast as possible.
Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Yuhe arrived at the Riverside Hotel.
The elevator rose slowly, and the red indicator light jumped level by level, and finally stopped on the 22nd floor.
Jiang Yuhe didn't hesitate, ignoring contradictions and hesitations, there was only one picture in his mind.
And his purpose is to prevent that scene from happening.
At the door of Room 2201, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The door opened soon.
The first thing Jiang Yuhe saw was a man's face, exactly the same as the man in the photo.
Looking down, the man was wearing a bathrobe, his hair was slightly damp, and he had obviously just finished taking a shower.
Some emotions spread violently in his chest in an instant, Jiang Yuhe's fists clenched unconsciously, but he did not explode.
He didn't want to make any guesses about what he saw, but calmly asked: "Where is she"
Wen Qingyou didn't expect Jiang Yuhe to find his way here, and was considering how to respond to this question.
Wen Yu's voice came from the room:
"Who is it, Brother"
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
Wen Yu walked out with a piece of pizza in her mouth, and when she saw Jiang Yuhe standing at the door, she was shocked stupid.
The pizza also fell to the ground.
Wen Qingyou looked over with a gaze that said [I didn't expect it to be him].
The real brother and the fake brother met head-on.
What type of fatal battlefield is this
Wen Yu panicked and walked forward at a loss, "Brother, no, listen to me."
But Jiang Yuhe didn't give her a chance to speak.
He grabbed her wrist directly and took her away forcefully.
Wen Qingyou wanted to say something, Li Bai and a few accompanying people blocked him, the threats and warnings were obvious.
He didn't expect the fake brother to be even more domineering than the real one.
Wen Qingyou smiled, did not speak any more and closed the door.
On the way back, Wen Yu rubbed her wrist that felt almost broken, carefully observing Jiang Yuhe.
The man's expression is cold and ugly.
After entering the car, he remained silent.
"You shut up." Jiang Yuhe didn't look at her at all.
Although his tone was calm, Wen Yu could hear that it was a prelude to a violent storm.
Wen Yu didn't blame Jiang Yuhe for being so angry.
It was the same as last time, saying that she will go for beauty treatment, but she appeared in the hotel restaurant with another "man" to celebrate the New Year.
Again, today, saying that she was going to get a gift, but it turned out to be even more ridiculous, and she went directly into a hotel room with a man.
Wen Yu didn't know how to make any more excuses.
No, today's picture cannot be explained at all.
She can't say that she went to get a gift from someone's room.
Wen Yu lowered her head and sighed to herself, forget it, let's lie down and be scolded today.
Just treat it as the price of deceiving him for the past few months.
If she was scolded before she left, maybe she would not feel so guilty when she thinks of it later.
There was silence the entire way.
When they got home, Aunt Shi’er was cleaning on the second floor, "You’re back"
As soon as the words fell, like a gust of wind, Jiang Yuhe dragged Wen Yu into his room, and the door was shut with a bang.
The Aunt Shi’er was confused by this gust of wind.
You two are having such dramatic scenes all day long, can you youngsters be nicer to the elderly
In the room.
Jiang Yuhe entered and pressed Wen Yu against the door, and the feeling of restraint finally broke out.
"Is it fun"
"Answer me! I asked you if it’s fun."
Wen Yu was imprisoned by Jiang Yuhe and couldn't move.
Not fun at all.
She could see that Jiang Yuhe was very angry.
She paused, and wanted to rely on the previous method to give an image of obedience and try her best to save herself.
So she poked Jiang Yu Yuhe's chest carefully,
"Brother, why don’t...
you drink some water before you scold me."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuhe sneered and directly pressed her hand against the door.
"Who are you calling brother"
"Him or I"
"Didn't you just call that man Brother as well"
"You like to call other people Brother, don't you"
Without turning on the light in the room, he repeatedly questioned, and Wen Yu couldn't get an answer in at all, so she could only sigh, "I'm not—"
But was quickly interrupted.
"Since you call him that, then the position of Brother, I will give it to him from now on."
After Jiang Yuhe finished speaking, he suddenly pulled off his tie, his eyes surged, and he held the back of Wen Yu's head and kissed her:
"I don't want to keep **ing doing it."