Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"How do you call you?" Yannian turned her head and looked over, Han Weiwei reported her name.

"Miss Han is so beautiful, she looks like a pretty lady."

"Mrs. Jiang is too rewarding."

"I praise you for being beautiful, don't you praise me for being beautiful?" Yannian asked back.

Han Weiwei was taken aback.

Then he covered his lips and chuckled, "Of course Mrs. Jiang is also very beautiful."

"Thank you!"

With bright eyes and white teeth, he smiled like a lotus in full bloom, and the almond eyes also bend, like a little girl who has not grown up.

Jiang Beiyuan turned the steering wheel with one hand, freed a hand to stroke Yannian's hair, conniving in his eyes.

"Just like listening to people's praise? Huh?"

"Of course, your wife is naturally beautiful, don't you want to praise it?"

"……obedient."

Jiang Beiyuan moved his hand to Yannian's face and gently stroked Yannian's smooth and delicate face.

Han Weiwei, who witnessed this scene, turned a kaleidoscope.

She didn’t know how to describe this feeling. She heard from her father that Jiang Beiyuan’s wife was six years younger than him, so this woman was obviously twenty-eight years old like her. Why can she be so spiritual and vivid, but she Can't show her petiteness and stickiness.

Han Weiwei looked at Yannian acting like a baby with Jiang Beiyuan. She was a little jealous and a little melancholy. In fact, she also wanted to act like a baby to a man, but when she thought about it, even if she acted like a baby, she couldn't do it so naturally, because acting like a baby is also a skill. People are born lacking.

"Husband, why did you buy peanut-flavored sponge cake?"

"What's wrong, don't you like it?"

Taking advantage of the red light, Jiang Beiyuan glanced at Yannian.

Yan Nian narrowed his mouth, "It's not that I don't like it, but I'm tired of this taste. Next time I buy something else, black sesame seeds or red dates."

"Good, good."

He followed her words. From the perspective of Han Weiwei, he clearly saw the gentle and spoiled look on the face of the man driving. Accompanied by the changes in the lines of his face, it was like the melting of snow and ice, he spoiled him. The look of a woman is really charming.

Han Weiwei squeezed her finger.

It's not that no one has pursued themselves.

There are also handsome, domineering, or gentle and gentle.

However, like Jiang Beiyuan, a man who can be **** the outside world and only treat a woman tenderly, she has never seen him.

Never.

"Miss Han, here we are." The car stopped.

"Oh? Oh..." Han Weiwei returned to her senses and smiled at the two people in front of her, "Thank you Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang for taking me a ride."

"You're welcome, you don't need your fare." Yannian said, tilting his head.

"Haha, goodbye then."

Han Weiwei got out of the car.

Jiang Beiyuan continued to drive, he pinched Yannian's little nose, and his eyes fell helplessly.

"Just pretended it on purpose?"

"No, I just think the sponge cake you bought is not delicious."

"Ms. Jiang is not jealous?"

"Hey, what's the jealousy? I am the person you like, and the person you love is also me. I will trust you in the future, and I won't make the mistakes and mistakes I made before." Yannian promised every word.

Jiang Beiyuan was silent, but smiled.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye, and saw that his thin lips were picking up, and he looked very warm and charming.

"Miss Han just now, I can see that I like you!"

"Can you see this too?"

"Don't tell me you can't see it, it's so obvious." Yannian snorted.

"It's obvious."

Jiang Beiyuan turned at the intersection ahead.

The words are serious: "A woman’s love will show through her eyes, otherwise, why would she take your car? It must be to see what I look like and see if I am worthy of you, so as to satisfy one. The curiosity and jealousy of women."

"Ok."

The person who knows the current affairs is a handsome, Jiang Beiyuan knows that it is best to talk less at this time, so as not to hit the bullet, or she will easily turn over the old accounts.

Arrived home.

Jiang Chunhe had already clamored to find his father. Jiang Beiyuan wanted to hold his daughter, but was stopped by Yan Nian first.

"I'll take my child these few days, so you have a good rest."

He picked up his daughter and slapped her back to coax.

Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows drooped: "Niannian, your husband is not that weak."

"Ms. Jiang, in the eyes of Yannian, you had the operation, just like a confinement woman, Yannian asked me to buy two old hens to supplement Jiang's body."

Ding Baoyi was right. She really bought the old hen. She bought it according to her words.

Jiang Beiyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

It suddenly became a national treasure, so I didn't get used to it.

"Dad, are you really okay?"

Not far away, Jiang Qingchi raised his small face, his palms were already sweaty, and showed Jiang Beiyuan the wet handkerchief.

"Dad, mum, this is my nervous sweat for you!"

Jiang Beiyuan came over and touched the back of his head: "Thank you."

"So Dad is really okay, right?"

"Well, can I stand in front of you?" Jiang Beiyuan bent down and stared at his son.

If Yannian doesn't let him hold his son, then he will look at the head office.

Jiang Qingchi took a step forward and took the initiative to wrap Jiang Beiyuan's neck.

"My good father, I believe you are a pure man! I love you the most!"

"..."

Not far away, Jiang Jingming, lying by the seam of the door, secretly looked at his brother and father on the sofa.

The little guy wanted to get close, wanted to be intimacy with his father like his brother, but he seemed to be afraid of his father's coldness. He dared not to come forward, so he could only look at him like this, and finally ran in front of his mother and hugged her mother's leg.

Jiang San'er wanted Yannian to hug him.

can……

Yan Nian was holding Jiang Chunhe in her arms now, and she cared about Jiang Beiyuan not far away, for fear that he would be unwell and that he would faint inadvertently, so she didn't care about Jiang Jingming.

Ding Baoyi is chopping chicken in the kitchen and has no time to care for the children.

Jiang San'er let go of her hand silently, her small eyes were flushed, her hand wiped her clothes, and wiped out two tears while everyone was not paying attention.

Dad is talking to his brother, mother is holding her sister, godmother is cooking in the kitchen, no one takes care of the third child.

San'er went to the kitchen to help Ding Baoyi with work.

What can a child under three years old do?

Ding Baoyi drove him with a smile, "Children in the kitchen can't enter, be careful of being chopped off by a knife, click--"

With that said, Ding Baoyi made a gesture of slashing hands, but Jiang Jingming just stared at her without any indication.

"San'er-what are you doing?"

Yannian has settled her daughter, and is about to come over to hold her son.

Hearing his mother's voice, Jiang Jingming grinned immediately, and turned and plunged into his mother's arms.

Yannian stood up holding Jiang Jingming.

The little guy hugged his mother's neck and suddenly dropped a few golden peas.

The words were taken aback.

"Why is Saner crying?"

Looked at Ding Baoyi seriously.

"Say, what did you do to my son?"

Ding Baoyi rolled her eyes, "I just frightened him and said that he would chop his hands when entering the kitchen."

"Okay, okay, San'er doesn't cry. Mom will help you beat up godmother so that she will not dare to bully San'er in the future!"

Jiang San'er buried his head in Yannian's neck, just shook his head, not saying why he was crying.

...

The night is deep and quiet.

After dinner, Jiang Beiyuan was busy in the study for a while, and came out of it at 8:30, wanting to go back to the bedroom to find Yan Nian.

Leaning on the wall was a boy in a little cow's pajamas. His facial features were similar to his own, his white face and big eyes looked at him timidly.

Jiang Beiyuan paused, and raised his eyebrows, "Something?"

Jiang San'er was so scared that he took a half step back.

This also cannot blame Jiang Beiyuan.

He was used to being cold, he was only gentle with his daughter and wife, and he was not much better with Jiang Qingchi before.

What is a bowl of water?

This is a bowl of water in Jiang Beiyuan.

He treats boys equally, and his father loves this kind of thing, he has it, but it is too deep and corpse.

Although he was startled by the cold and unlovable father's raising eyebrows, child Jiang Saner bravely handed over his white handkerchief.

There is also a scent of milk on the handkerchief. This is the handkerchief Jiang Jingming uses to wipe his mouth after drinking milk every day.

Jiang Beiyuan bent over to take the handkerchief and heard his son's soft voice:

"Dad doesn't cry."

Jiang Beiyuan's heart suddenly warmed.

"Is this for daddy to wipe the tears?"

"Hmm..." The crisp little milk voice was very cute and timid.

Jiang Beiyuan wanted to hug Jiang Jingming, but the little guy shook his head, which meant not to let him hug.

The man laughed, how could he not understand the child's mind.

"Mom said that I can hug it, because Dad has nothing to do, so don't worry."

Jiang San'er only agreed.

He hugged his father's neck, his soft hands sweating.

This reproduced face always makes people feel softer. Jiang Beiyuan watched Jiang San'er, finally bending his lips.

"Dad likes this handkerchief, do you want to give it to me?"

"Ok……!!"

Jiang San'er clapped his hands happily because his father said he liked it.

"Does San'er like Dad?"

"Ok!!!"

The little guy clapped his hands happily and laughed with a mouthful of white teeth. Although San'er's mouth is not straight, but the eyes are like Jiang Beiyuan, and the peachy eyes are fascinating and swaying.

Jiang Beiyuan pointed to his cheek.

"Would you like to kiss me then?"

Action is worse than heart.

His little soft lips were printed on his handsome face.

Although there was a line of saliva, Jiang Beiyuan was still very happy, and soon returned to his room with San'er, and wanted to coax his son to sleep today.

...

No matter how busy he is, Jiang Beiyuan will still take time out on weekends for a family of five to gather and eat out.

It's a coincidence.

The restaurant Jiang Beiyuan went to this time was a chain restaurant under the name of the Han Group. The waiter led the Jiang Beiyuan family to the box. Han Weiwei entered the door of the hotel and happened to see the man's thin back.

It turned out that Jiang Beiyuan was here too.

So he hurried to find out which box Jiang Beiyuan was in, pretending to be a chance encounter, followed the waiter who served the food, and opened the box door.

"Mr. Jiang, you are here too." Han Weiwei's first glance fell on Jiang Beiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan held Jiang Chunhe in his arms, his long eyebrows frowned in the middle, and his voice was cold: "Miss Han also booked this box?"

"Haha, my room is next door, I just happened to see President Jiang,"

Han Weiwei smiled and said, while looking at Jiang Beiyuan’s children, Yannian was holding Jiang Jingming. She had a bud head and a few strands of hair scattered on her forehead. Jiang Jingming’s little hand held Yannian’s hair and gave it to her mother. Stroke on both sides.

"Mr. Jiang's children are really cute, all of them look so delicate."

"After all, it has inherited my genes, it must be good-looking." Yannian smiled and didn't smile, and her interest suddenly faded a bit.

"The children are more noisy, making Miss Han laugh."

Jiang Beiyuan said and glanced at Jiang Qingchi.

"Qingchi, give this aunt to me."

Jiang Qingchi nodded, then raised his head, and smiled sweetly at Han Weiwei, "Auntie, our family is eating, don't bother you!"

Han Weiwei thought he was Tong Yan Wuji, even after walking out the door, she took out a lollipop from her pocket and wanted to pass it to Jiang Qingchi.

"My dad won't let me ask for things from strangers."

"I'm not a stranger. Auntie is your father's friend, a very good friend."

"impossible."

Jiang Qingchi shook his head and snorted proudly.

"My dad said that there is no pure friendship between men and women, and dad will not know women other than mother."

"It seems that your father is good at educating you."

"Of course, my dad is the best dad in the whole world. Although my mom is not as smart as my dad and not as capable as my dad, in my dad’s eyes, Yannian is the best woman in the world. There is no one. Dad hates other women approaching him. Dad said that toad wants to eat swan meat. I also hate other aunts who like my dad."

Toad wants to eat?

Han Weiwei was embarrassed, "Children, adults, you don't understand."

"I don’t understand, but I also know. My parents love each other very much. Auntie shouldn’t like my dad, because if aunt likes my dad, my mom will be very angry when she says Xiaonian, so my dad will be in a mood. If it's not good, our family will be in a bad mood, so the aunt becomes a bad woman."

"..."

Han Weiwei was speechless, and it was the first time she was taught by a little guy.

But after all, she was a child, and she didn't have a good temper, she just smiled dry.

"Little friend, your father has not taught you, do you have to strive for something you like?"

"But my dad is a human being, he is not a thing! And my dad doesn't like you, he told me, don't waste time because of people who don't like you, I want to say the same to my aunt now."

Jiang Qingchi had a sharp eye, and the smile on his small face had already faded. He snorted when he watched Han Weiwei's face turned into a kaleidoscope.

"Also, let me tell you the truth. The bad aunt who chased my dad before did not end well. If the aunt wants to become a bad aunt, don't blame me for being impolite. I will let three dogs bite you. Yes, bite your face, slightly~"

The little guy grimaced at Han Weiwei and ran away.

Standing in place, Han Weiwei squeezed her fingers, her mouth twitched, and exhaled in a deep breath.

Since childhood, she has her own opinions in everything she does. She doesn't like to be preached and can't listen to other people's opinions. She only does what she thinks is right. This is the first time she has been ridiculed by a child...