Marry a shrewd wife: I will listen to you, wife

Jiang Yu, who was focused on Shen Haochen, didn't notice the changes around her. In the blink of an eye, she lost her chance to step into a wealthy family.

"Tsk, you are obviously worried about him, why can't you be honest?"

A voice suddenly appeared next to her ear, making Yan Qingyao's hairs stand on end in fright, her pupils dilated suddenly, and the sound of music in the box disappeared with the wind in an instant.

Seeing the woman's misty eyebrows tightly gathered into a ball, Wen Yuhang shook the hand beside her, suppressing the urge to help her calm down in his heart, and said softly, "Did it scare you?"

Suddenly there was a terrible sense of oppression in the air, Wen Yu smiled wryly, barely suppressed the trembling gums, raised his hand and pressed Yan Qingyao's shoulder, bringing her back to her senses.

The woman turned around cutely, her eyes seemed to be stained with drunkenness, making one want to hug her like a pillow.

Yan Qingyao blinked her eyes, pinched her palms, and regained consciousness: "En? What did you just say?"

It's so confusing that people love and hate it.

Wen Yu lowered his head slightly, shrugged his shoulders twice, and laughed softly: "You are really interesting, if it weren't for..."

If it weren't for you already wanting to belong, and he couldn't shake that terrifying man, I really want to get in touch with her again.

Yan Qingyao tilted her head again, curious about what he had to say.

Wen Yu smiled helplessly: "It's nothing." After a pause, there was some teasing in his voice: "I can see that you care about Mr. Shen."

Yan Qingyao was startled, and looked away a little at a loss, was it obvious what she did?

She looked at the slightly trembling hands, trying to calm them down, but her heart was in a mess, which even made her want to escape.

Wen Yu sighed: "You don't have to worry, I should be the only one present who can see it."

Only then did Yan Qingyao agree to look up at him, her eyes were full of sincerity, she lowered her voice very low: "Please don't tell him, okay?"

She knew that she couldn't hide her reaction from the man in front of her.

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "I can only promise you, I won't tell him personally."

But after that person realized it himself, it had nothing to do with him, but now it seems that there is still a need for someone to fuel the flames between them.

Yan Qingyao frowned and thought for a while, but she still didn't understand the deep meaning of his words, but when she heard that he promised not to speak out, the stone in her heart suddenly fell down.

The raging aura of someone in the dark seemed to want to tear him apart, Wen Yu said to himself that it was not easy, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he hurriedly looked for a chance to get up and sit in another place.

Even if he had a plan, he couldn't implement it immediately, otherwise he was afraid that he would be swallowed alive by that person, and if his eyes could kill a person, he would have been completely changed long ago.

Seeing the empty seat next to the woman, Shen Haochen's anger eased slightly, his eyes were still cold, and he drank the strong wine sullenly, his throat seemed to be a ignited torch, burning violently.

His eyes were gloomy, his head was lowered, and it was hard to see what he was thinking, and the people nearby were all terrified and wished they could stay away from him.

Wen Yu felt that it was almost done, so she walked up to him and sat down, poured a glass of spirits on her own, touched him, pretended not to see the bloodthirsty eyes, and said softly: "Mr. Did she say anything?"

He didn't mention his name, and Shen Haochen knew who he was talking about.

The man's eyes were dim, and he glanced at him impatiently. Wen Yu's back felt chilly, and he hurriedly raised his hand in surrender: "Don't be angry, I said."

He said: "I just asked Miss Meng if she is interested in you."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but stop taking it, squinting his eyes to observe the changes in Shen Haochen's expression.

But, he was still disappointed after all, Shen Haochen remained expressionless, for a while, just when he was about to give up and froze, the man's voice that was slightly hoarse due to drinking came out from between his lips and teeth: "What did she say?"

Huh?Wen Yu glanced at him in surprise, and there was a response, he almost thought he made a wrong move.

Clearing his throat, he continued: "Cough, Miss Meng didn't say anything."

Shen Haochen's thoughts of disappointment intensified. It's not that he didn't want to expose all the truth in front of everyone. Yan Qingyao is no stranger, she is his wife.

However, after a long time, he himself began to doubt whether Yan Qingyao really liked him, and if it was true, it is impossible for anyone who really lost his memory to have no feeling for him at all, unless he had always been self-indulgent .

Looking at the man's cold expression, Wen Yu no longer kept his secrets, and said his plan: "Mr. Shen, I can help you."

Selling favors will be of great use to him in the future.

Shen Haochen never liked people to plot against him, even if it was a trivial matter, but when it involved Yan Qingyao, he couldn't refuse immediately, so after thinking about it, he said: "Tell me what you think."

Wen Yu hooked his lips and leaned over to whisper a few words.

Darkness flashed across Shen Haochen's eyes, he closed his eyes, he raised his hand irritably to undo a few buttons on his neckline, and slightly pursed his sexy thin lips: "Okay."

Wen Yu nodded, got up and left.

No one knew what the two of them were planning. Meng Bo saw through the dark side of the school girl, and went directly to the dance floor to dance with many sexy girls.

Wen Yu took the opportunity to walk up to Yan Qingyao and invited her to dance.

Yan Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then said in confusion, "But I don't know how to dance."

What she was thinking in her heart was other things. It is impossible for her to know nothing about dance. Looking at the men and women on the dance floor, for some reason, many fragments of dance steps flashed in her mind.

However, she used this as an excuse, not wanting to dance, and scattered thoughts mixed together, suddenly, Yan Qingyao caught an idea, which made her feel bad.

She was thinking, even if she was dancing, she would only dance with Shen Haochen.

Yan Qingyao twisted her hands uneasily, she didn't understand why she had such thoughts, and why she couldn't let go more and more.

The man's gentle voice sounded in his ears again: "I can teach you."

After finishing speaking, the man gave a gentleman's gift to invite a dancer.

She looked up, the tip of her nose was sore, in order not to expose her heart completely, she chose to put her hands in big palms to hide her sincerity.

As everyone knows, this scene fell in Shen Haochen's eyes, his heart seemed to be sliced ​​open, the pain was so painful that even breathing was cautious, the blood fell into piles, staining his eyes red.

Knowing that it was what Wen Yu had agreed with him, but at this moment, he still couldn't control the idea of ​​killing, wanted to send all the men around her to hell, wanted to break her wings, even if it was hate He also wanted to tie her tightly to his side.

Jiang Yu felt that the opportunity had come, she walked over delicately, and said softly: "Hao Chen, look, they are all going to dance, why don't we go too."