Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Han Weiwei became more and more angry. She walked to the bathroom and looked at the woman in the mirror. Her face became a little distorted because of anger. She calmed down and took a deep breath, took a blush from her bag, and painted her lips. .

"Han Weiwei, are you so jealous for the first time?"

Talk to yourself.

Then the corners of his lips curled up in mockery.

Coming out of the bathroom, she saw the man leaning against the wall. She was shocked and joyful, thinking he was waiting for her.

But it was the man's eyes that were densely covered with cold stars, with sharp rays of light shining deep in them.

"President Jiang."

"Miss Han, have I done anything that makes you misunderstand?"

"..." Han Weiwei was taken aback, shook her head, "Why did President Jiang say this?"

"If this is the case, you should not do it again in the future. The Han family is a nobleman in Zhicheng, and Ms. Han is a lady of everyone. It will inevitably lose the face of the Han family when you talk about shameless things."

Han Weiwei's face turned slightly red, "Jiang Beiyuan..."

"I'm already married." Jiang Beiyuan raised his right hand.

Han Weiwei noticed the wedding ring on the ring finger of the man's right hand, and randomly saw the scar on the palm of his right hand.

The faint traces seemed to contain a thousand words, as if there was a deep gully long ago.

"President Jiang, have your hands hurt?"

"Because of her injury," Jiang Beiyuan's voice was cool and subtle, "The reason why I refused my father's request for surgery last time was also because my right hand nerve was damaged and I was temporarily unable to hold a scalpel."

Han Weiwei was surprised.

"How can this be? You should love the position of a doctor very much, right?"

"Fortunately, I can sacrifice everything for my love."

"Is it worth it? I don't want to discredit Mrs. Jiang, I just think you can have better."

"I have heard a lot of this kind of things. If Miss Han said this, I can understand your ulterior motives."

"Have an ulterior motive? Well, in the face of such a good man as President Jiang, there must be very few women who can do nothing about it."

"I like you..." Han Weiwei bit her lower lip and said her mind.

The love didn't know where it started, and it continued to deepen, and I fell in love with him at first sight.

Because he is too good and too unpredictable, is her ideal type.

Jiang Beiyuan nodded his head, his expression unwavering, "There is nothing wrong with liking someone. I am responding to Miss Han's mind now. I don't like you forever."

"Are you talking to anyone so absolutely? Aren't you afraid that I will make your hand injury public?"

"Oppose Jiang Nian, what good will it do to the Han family?"

Jiang Beiyuan asked back, then raised his lips, his faint smile seemed true and false.

"Ms. Han is also a businessman, weighing the pros and cons, and she definitely understands."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Han Weiwei bit her lip, looking left and right, unwilling but helpless, Jiang Beiyuan, who took a few steps, seemed to have thought of something, turned back and stood in front of Han Weiwei.

There is a very clean mint fragrance on his body, floating in the air, carrying some indescribable magic power, no need to flick his sleeves, this breath is enough to make people intoxicated.

"One more thing," Jiang Beiyuan said every word, "I don't want Miss Han to disturb my lover, and my children."

"If I interrupt, what will you do?"

"The Han family will disappear in Zhicheng."

An understatement, he bit the word not important, and then left.

In the light and shadow, Han Weiwei stared at the man's long back, her face already pale.

...

Back in the box, even if he already had a child, the first thing Jiang Beiyuan saw was words.

She was sitting by the window, lazily holding the baby, her mouth bulging like a cute little squirrel.

Ten meters of sunlight shone on her body, cutting her dark hair into golden light and shadows, just like a newborn baby, so harmless and pure, those clear apricot eyes gurgling, full of aura, eyes Falling on him, there is a taste of ten thousand years.

Jiang Beiyuan smiled and made a lip shape to Yannian in the air.

"I love you."

I can't describe how much I love her.

Don't lose this woman.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't, resolutely, absolutely not.

Yannian snorted, and sat up straight, "Did you go to give someone a predicament?"

"Ah," Jiang Beiyuan covered his throat lightly, "Daughter-in-law, I just go to the bathroom."

"You pretend to be pitiful every time you have a guilty conscience. Can I still not understand you?"

Jiang Beiyuan didn't refute any more, walked forward, bent over and scratched the tip of her very warped nose.

"Little girl."

His eyes were gentle and vigorous to the end, peach blossom eyes were deep and affectionate, and there were a thousand words to her hidden inside, knowing that she would understand all of them without saying too much.

This picture is very beautiful and warm, Yannian wrinkled her nose and squinted her eyes back.

"In front of the child, don't be so bored."

The voice just fell--

"Little girl."

Jiang Qingchi imitated his father's actions, scraping Jiang Chunhe's nose.

Jiang Beiyuan's eyes sank.

The son's imitating ability is a bit too strong, so that he has not dared to speak in front of him recently, for fear that this kid will go out to kiss the girl.

Thinking of this, Jiang Beiyuan beckoned Jiang Qingchi to come.

"Dad~!"

Jiang Qingchi hugged Jiang Beiyuan's neck and nuzzled affectionately.

The smell on father's body is different from mother's. Mom is soft and fragrant, and father is cool, but they all smell very well. Jiang Qingchi likes to stick to Jiang Beiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan asked him to stand still, his face slightly serious.

"I want to make three chapters with you today."

"what?"

"Chapter One, I am not allowed to imitate me in the future."

"Oh, what about the other two chapters?"

"I'll talk at home."

"Ok."

...

Jiang Beiyuan had already thought about talking with his son.

A few days ago, the kindergarten teacher called him and said that Jiang Qingchi is a bit precocious and likes to show off his wealth on weekdays. Of course, it’s okay to be competitive. The key is that Jiang Qingchi likes to go to see the big class girls next door after class. Give flowers and chocolates to the beautiful little girl.

Jiang Beiyuan promised that the teacher would educate his son well, but he and Jiang Qingchi had their birthday a few days ago. For his birthday, he did not have the same knowledge as this kid.

So the old accounts will be calculated together tonight.

After taking a bath at night, Jiang Beiyuan and Jiang Qingchi sat face to face.

Jiang Qingchi's hippie smile: "Dad, is it a conversation between men today?"

"Sit down." Jiang Beiyuan looked arrogantly.

"Yessir!"

The little guy hurriedly put his legs together, putting his hands on his thighs.

Jiang Beiyuan: "Jiang Qingchi, how old are you this year?"

"Answer Mr. Jiang, 5 years old!"

"How old am I then?"

"You...34 years old!"

"Well, very good," Jiang Beiyuan nodded, "What is the comparison between you at the age of 5 and me at the age of 34?"

"Ahem..."

Jiang Qingchi's eyes rolled slyly twice.

"Dad, I know what you mean. Did our class teacher call you and say I have many girlfriends?"

"You are quite self-aware."

"Hey, thank you dad for the compliment!"

"I'm not complimenting you," Jiang Beiyuan sighed, "Talk to yourself, do you think your current life is on the right path?"

"Of course it is! I am different from my father. My father has a mother, so my father wants to spoil my mother and a wife, but I don't have a wife, so I can spoil many girlfriends!"

Where are the fallacies and heresy heard by the stinky boy.

Jiang Beiyuan squinted slightly.

"Today's Auntie Han, what do you think of her?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

"do you like her?"

"Of course I don't like her! Dad doesn't like her either, right?"

Jiang Beiyuan mumbled, "Then do you think your mother will like her?"

"Definitely not, mom hates women who are close to dad!"

"So your future wife, will she feel the same as her mother?"

Jiang Beiyuan squeezed his son's tender face.

"Think about your future wife. She sees that you treat other girls so well now. Will she be very sad and sad? Can you be responsible to her?"

"I……"

Jiang Qingchi's face flushed red, and a small mouth was stuck.

In the end, he rubbed his eyes and said, "Dad, I will try my best! By the way, Dad, you said today that there are two chapters of the contract. Which two chapters are they?"

Hearing that Jiang Beiyuan smiled.

The speed with which this kid turned off the topic, he learned his words and thoughts.

"Before the age of 18, you are not allowed to kiss a girl's mouth or touch a girl."

"But, what if a girl takes the initiative to kiss me?"

"...Say it again." Jiang Beiyuan gritted his teeth.

"There is still a third chapter?"

"Chapter Three, I want to tell you that no matter how much money your mother and I make, it has nothing to do with you. Even if I am the president of the group, with one person under ten thousand people, it has nothing to do with you. Our child, you can’t take everything you enjoy now for granted."

"Oh……"

Jiang Qingchi rubbed his heart with a small paw, pitifully narrowing his mouth, "Daddy, you are so serious, I'm scared."

"It's right to be afraid."

Jiang Beiyuan stood up and stared at him condescendingly.

"Next time you cause trouble in the kindergarten, all your pocket money will be confiscated."

"No!!!"

"Don't just do as agreed with me."

"Oh……"

Seeing his father go out, Jiang Qingchi on the bed raised his chin proudly.

"Jiang Beiyuan, when I become President Xiao Jiang in the future, you will be President Jiang, huh! See if you are still arrogant!"

...

The little guy complained, but acted as he did.

In the next few days, Jiang Qingchi was well-behaved in the kindergarten and didn't run around after class. He just sat in his seat and painted, drawing a family of five.

He remembered that he had painted a family of five before. At that time, his parents were divorcing, and his younger siblings had not yet been born, so he painted them as apple trees.

Xu is the apple tree who heard his call, so Ding Baoyi's company is okay when school is over today, holding Jiang Chunhe to pick up her brother.

People came and went at the entrance of the kindergarten, and the children ran out one after another under the leadership of the teacher. From a distance... Ding Baoyi saw Jiang Qingchi.

I have to say that there are just as many children as there are parents.

Jiang Qingchi carried a small schoolbag slanting on his shoulders, a pair of black little Martin boots, and white overalls. He looked very fashionable among a group of children. Together with the steps of the six parents who did not recognize him, he was as eye-catching and temperamental as a star child.

Jiang Chunhe immediately saw his brother.

"It's brother!" The little girl pointed to Godmother.

Ding Baoyi put Jiang Chunhe down.

"Go find your brother."

Then Chun'er, who was free, shook his head and staggered towards Jiang Qingchi.

Jiang Qingchi caught the younger sister who was rushing over, but he still couldn't hold her sister, so he could only hold her little hand and shook it firmly.

"Hold me tight or you will lose it."

"..." Jiang Chunhe nodded ignorantly.

"By the way, where's San'er? Didn't you come here?" Jiang Qingchi asked.

Jiang Chunhe shook his head.

After getting in the car, Jiang Qingchi hurriedly asked Ding Baoyi where Jiang San'er had gone.

Ding Baoyi disagrees: "It should be at home. I didn't see your brother when I went to your house."

Back home, Jiang Qingchi put down his schoolbag for the first time, yelling San'er, San'er so called.

No one answered! !

There was no Jiang Jingming in the room, the toy room, the study, or even the baby room.

Jiang Qingchi was sweating profusely, and immediately ran to the kitchen to find his mother.

Yannian has washed the dishes and wiped his hands, waiting for Jiang Beiyuan to come back to cook.

"What's wrong, isn't your brother taken by your godmother?"

"No! Godmother said San'er was at home, but San'er was not there at all!"

The words were taken aback.

how can that be? !

In the living room, Ding Baoyi was holding Jiang Chunhe and playing with her mobile phone. She rushed over and pulled her up.

"Why are you pulling my collar?" Ding Baoyi gave her an angry look.

"Where are our three children?!"

"What? San'er is not at home?"

"No! Didn't you take him to pick up Ochi from school?"

"I brought Chun'er!"

"You're talking about taking your children to kindergarten!" Yannian was sweating in a hurry.

Ding Baoyi also sweated and licked her lips, "I brought a child!"

"I thought you were bringing two children!"

This is how to do?

Jiang San'er is lost! ! !

Ding Baoyi and Yan Nian were panicked. The two went around the huge house. They found everything they could, and all corners, even the wardrobe, bed, and sofa. The toilet was almost lifted, but Jiang Jingming was not found.

Yannian is not only sweating, her fingers are trembling, and her body is shaking weakly. Where can San'er go? Could it be that she sneaked out?

No, he is not such a playful kid.

Coming out of the room, Yan Nian heard movement in the hallway, thinking it was Jiang Jingming, "San'er!"

He ran over, but Jiang Beiyuan came back.

"Hmm husband!"

She threw herself into Jiang Beiyuan's arms like a child without a master, and the knuckles of his tie became pale.

"what happened?"

"San'er... San'er is lost!"

Yannian cried after speaking, Jiang Beiyuan patted her shoulder and asked her to speak slowly.

How can I slow it down!

She was emotional now, and she couldn't speak smoothly. Ding Baoyi walked over and explained to Jiang Beiyuan what happened.

...