Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan tightened his brows.

"It was eight o'clock when I went out in the morning, and Saner was still sitting in the living room at that time."

"I arrived at your house at 10:30. I saw Yannian working in the kitchen, so I told her to take the child to the kindergarten to pick up the pool. At that time, I didn't see San'er. I thought he was playing Rubik's Cube in the room."

Because of Jiang San'er's relatively introverted personality, he showed an indisputable temper at the age of three.

Compared with children who like to play slides, ride horses, and jump around, Jiang Jingming prefers to study toys, disassemble some robots and then assemble them.

So Ding Baoyi didn't expect that Jiang San'er was not in the room and was lost.

Jiang Beiyuan reached his head slightly, and the time the child lost was between 8 and 10:30.

"I'll check the surveillance video at the door, don't worry." Jiang Beiyuan's voice was quiet, he looked at Yannian, and saw that she was already crying.

Yan Nian nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, there is monitoring, I forgot!"

Without further ado, a few people arrived in the study, Jiang Beiyuan just turned on the computer, but he heard Jiang Chunhe cautiously muttering, "Dad, did you forget, this Dongdong accidentally broke..."

Jiang Beiyuan suddenly felt that Jiang Qingchi and Jiang Chunhe were making a fuss at the door yesterday. The surveillance camera was smashed by Jiang Chunhe with a stone, and he had not had time to repair it.

It happens to be at this juncture.

"My husband, I'm scared!" Yannian shook Jiang Beiyuan's arm with her backhand, her hands were shaking and her face turned pale.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

"Dad, will my younger brother be taken away by the bad aunt?" Jiang Qingchi interrupted suddenly.

Yan Nian quickly let go of Jiang Beiyuan.

"Ochi, which bad aunt?!"

"It's the bad aunt we saw in the restaurant last time, she seems to like Dad!"

Tong Yan Wuji, but also reasonable.

Yan Nian once again grasped Jiang Beiyuan's arm tightly.

"Is that Han Weiwei? Did she kidnap my son?!"

"Niannian, leave this to me." Jiang Beiyuan squeezed her cold hand, with a loud voice, "I promise you, I will find my son."

"Woo...I want Saner to be safe! Please!"

"Okay, you and Ding Baoyi are waiting for my news at home now, don't go out, don't run around, I will reply to you before three in the afternoon."

After finishing Jiang Beiyuan, he picked up his jacket and went out.

As soon as I left the entrance, I was grabbed by a small hand.

Jiang Qingchi raised his small face, his eyes flushed, and tears rolled in his eye sockets.

"Dad, I want to go find my brother with you!"

He is not good. If you didn't fight with your sister yesterday, the camera will not be broken, and your brother will not be lost.

"You are at home obediently, take care of your mother, take care of your sister."

"but……"

"Jiang Qingchi."

Jiang Beiyuan's face became serious.

"What am I most afraid of?"

"You... are most afraid of mother crying."

"Well, so can you comfort your mother's emotions?"

"Hmm... good dad."

Although I really wanted to find my brother with my father, my mother was also very important, so the little guy had to withdraw his hand angrily.

Jiang Beiyuan's generous palm pressed against the back of his son's head, and his heart was mixed.

"Good. Wait for me."

"Then Dad, I can trust you, right?"

"of course."

"Retractor——!!!"

The little guy stretched out his little thumb, Jiang Beiyuan and Jiang Qingchi pulled the hook, and promised to find Jiang Jingming and bring Jiang Jingming back safely.

...

Luocheng International Airport.

The hall was noisy, people came and went, and Han Weiwei in a red cheongsam was about to board the plane.

She was tall and slender, with fair skin, and she wore a pair of large black sunglasses on her face. Her curly chestnut hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She was a very brilliant woman with a very good temperament, and the men around could not help but look at her.

Han Weiwei enjoyed these scrutiny and satisfied her vanity.

until--

While passing the security check, Han Weiwei was suddenly stopped by several men in black.

This was the first time she encountered this scene. She wanted face in public and took off her sunglasses and looked over.

"who are you?"

"Sorry Miss Han, you have been restricted from leaving the country."

"Me? How come?"

"This is what Mr. Jiang meant."

President Jiang? ?

Han Weiwei's mind flashed a clear and unforgettable face.

"Jiang Beiyuan?"

Several people in black looked at each other, then nodded.

Han Weiwei bit her lip and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to call her father, wanting to ask him for Jiang Beiyuan's contact information.

It was father's secretary who answered the phone.

"Miss, now the chairman can't take care of you, something has happened to the group!"

"whats the matter?"

"It's just that there was a problem with an order. Dong Han was reported, and he is now under investigation by the procuratorate!"

Shopping malls are like battlefields, dark warehouses, no white merchants, fish in troubled waters are very common.

Father is cautious in doing things, but how can he be at this point...

Could it be Jiang Beiyuan's ghost?

Just thinking about it, I called it as soon as a break.

Han Weiwei took a deep breath and answered the phone, "It's you, President Jiang, why do you restrict me from leaving the country?"

"My youngest son disappeared this morning."

"what?"

What a smart woman Han Weiwei reacted quickly and sneered twice, "Is President Jiang suspected that I hid Young Master Ling? Or kidnapped?"

"This should be me asking Miss Han."

"Heh, shouldn't President Jiang check the surveillance video? I haven't seen Master Ling at all in these two days!"

"Unfortunately, the surveillance in front of the door broke down today."

"So Jiang always feels that I did the trick?"

"I have no evidence, but,"

Jiang Beiyuan paused after speaking.

His voice was dyed with the front of the machine, and it reached Han Weiwei's ears with wind and rain.

"Jiang would rather kill a hundred by mistake than miss one."

Han Weiwei stomped her foot fiercely, knowing that she would not confess her feelings to him before!

"Jiang Beiyuan, I don't know anything about your child's loss."

"Sorry, I don't believe every word of Miss Han. Miss Han said that she hadn't seen my child in the past two days, so why did Miss Han's car pass through Sunshine Kindergarten yesterday?"

Sunshine kindergarten?

Han Weiwei was in a daze, recalling what happened yesterday, "I went to work nearby yesterday because I am going abroad today to discuss a very important business. If you breach the contract, can you afford the compensation?"

"I said, I would rather kill a hundred by mistake, and I would not let one go."

"So what do you want Jiang Beiyuan?"

The last three words were spoken by Han Weiwei, almost gritted her teeth.

Jiang Beiyuan's voice was as cold as ice, without the slightest temperature: "Before you find my son, any suspect, don't even think about leaving Zhicheng."

He hung up after speaking.

Han Weiwei was so angry that she wanted to throw her phone.

Jiang Beiyuan, Jiang Beiyuan, she hadn't done anything over the distance, but she was watched. Now she can only call the partner and ask for another day to meet and sign the contract.

As for the company...

She has to go back and see if there is anything wrong with her company!

Han Weiwei called the secretary and asked the secretary to pick her up at the airport!

Along the way, she sat in the back seat of the car and didn’t want to say a word. She was in a bad mood when she looked straight. The secretary looked at her through the rearview mirror for a few times. Finally, she felt that she was more interesting. Speak.

"I don't want Miss Han to disturb my lover and my children."

"What if I interrupt?"

"The Han family will disappear in Zhicheng."

"..."

The conversation not long ago came to mind, and Jiang Beiyuan's voice echoed in Han Weiwei's mind, and she shivered suddenly.

"Horrible man!"

"Mr. Han, who are you talking about?" asked the driving secretary.

"It's okay..."

Han Weiwei rubbed her painful temple, and glanced at the outside of the car window at random.

"Wait a minute, stop!"

...

Han Weiwei never expected that she would see Jiang Jingming at the entrance of the barber shop.

Last time in the hotel box, she met Jiang Beiyuan’s three children. Although they had only one side, the three children were very delicate and beautiful, especially his young son, and Jiang Beiyuan’s eyes, nose, and outline. It's very similar, like it was carved out of a mold.

So Han Weiwei doesn't want to recognize it.

She got out of the car and walked thinking that this should be the son Jiang Beiyuan was looking for.

Jiang Jingming squatted on the steps, holding a wooden stick in his hand and drawing a circle on the ground.

He is a small ball, bent over, his fluffy hair is a bit mushroom-like, and his head is soft, his long, curly eyelashes are moving, covering the long and narrow peach eyes.

"Little brother, why are you here alone?" Han Weiwei approached and knelt down.

Jiang Jingming glanced at her, and soon lowered his head again.

He recognized that this was the aunt who was in the restaurant that day and the whole family didn't like it.

"Little brother, can't you speak? Answer Auntie."

"..." Jiang Jingming ignored her.

Han Weiwei frowned, is she really dumb? !

"Your father is Jiang Beiyuan, right? Auntie knows your father. Aunty will take you to find him, okay?"

He said he was about to hug Jiang Jingming, but Jiang Jingming bit his hand.

Children are like little wild wolves.

Until he bit his teeth, Jiang Jingming finally let go of his mouth, his eyes stained with coldness, and he stared at Han Weiwei who was grinning in front of him.

"do not touch me."

A three-year-old child, with an expression of maturity that does not belong to him, like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice.

"It turns out that you can talk-a virtue with your father!"

"Are you sure you won't go with me? Then I really go!" Han Weiwei turned and left.

After getting in the car, Han Weiwei glanced at Jiang Jingming again.

The little guy sat in the same place, hugged his knees, and looked around, obviously panic and helpless, but he didn't allow anyone to approach him.

Han Weiwei sighed.

"Mr. Han, why are you sighing?" The secretary wanted to share her worries.

"Did you see that little boy? He is Jiang Beiyuan's son."

"Jiang Beiyuan? Is it Jiang Beiyuan, the president of Jiangnian Group?"

"Yes, it's him."

The secretary held the steering wheel, dumb.

"Before I came to pick up President Han, I heard that the group was being reported maliciously. Some people said it was the work of Jiang Nian Group. I don't know if it is true or not."

"So?"

"Mr. Han, we can kidnap this little boy to threaten Jiang Nian's president. The TV series are like this!"

"..."

Han Weiwei did not speak, she turned her eyes to look at Jiang Jingming on the steps.

He sat there silently, seeming to be waiting for someone, but it was so quiet that the world was silent.

After a while, a short and fat man walked out of the barbershop and glanced at Jiang Jingming, his lips twitched with a smirk.

The man opened the trunk, took something out of it, and then suddenly walked towards Jiang Jingming. From the perspective of Han Weiwei, he saw that the man seemed to be holding something like chocolate in his hand and wanted to feed Jiang Jingming.

Jiang Jingming shook his head vigorously. The man wanted to hold the child like her, but the child bit his hand.

A few minutes later, the man walked away discouragedly, Han Weiwei saw blood on Jiang Jingming's mouth.

The little guy continued to hold his knees, then lowered his head and wiped his tears.

Even after crying so sad, but still stubbornly staying in place, motionless, stubbornly waiting for the arrival of his true relatives.

Han Weiwei's heart suddenly softened.

In fact, she has a half-sister named Han Yao.

When I was young, my father took the two of them to the playground. Han Yao would act like a baby, especially to make the adults happy. My father took Han Yao to buy ice cream and asked her to sit on a bench and wait.

She waited and waited obediently, and when it got dark, the two came back.

It turned out that Han Yao wanted to play a pirate ship, so her father had been sitting with her until he had forgotten her second daughter.

She cried very sad that day.

From that day on, she understood a truth:

You must fight for the things you like, otherwise, the people you like and the things you like will only be snatched away by others.

Last year, her sister Han Yao died of advanced cancer. She became the only daughter in the family and became the little princess of the family.

Han Qiusheng loves her so much, picking the stars and moons for her, and responding to her requests, so that she is a little overwhelmed, and she has to fight for whatever she likes, because she is Han Weiwei, she can't get what she wants.

Seeing Jiang Jingming now, he suddenly thought of his past self.

That small, but very soft and stubborn self.

"Mr. Han, what are you thinking about?"

The secretary's words brought back Han Weiwei's thoughts.

"Mr. Han, let's kidnap this child! Don't worry, I will do this, and there is no surveillance around here, it's okay."

"Forget it."

Han Weiwei brushed her hand coldly.

"Call President Jiang and tell him that the child is here, so he doesn't worry about it."

"Mr. Han? Why are you worried about an outsider?"

"Then I can't harm others, it's not good for me."

After speaking, he quickly asked the secretary to call.

This is the most correct decision Han Weiwei thinks she has made so far.

...

Jiang Beiyuan came to pick up the child soon.

He came with Xu Kuangjie.

Xu Kuangjie clutched his cheeks, his teeth hurt, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his cheekbones were bruised. They were all beaten by Jiangbei Yuan.

Yes.

This time the culprit of "lost children"——

No one else but Xu Kuangjie.