Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Beiyuan twisted his brows and stretched out again.

Unexpectedly, he lowered his head and saw a pair of eyes that were already red with crying, like almonds.

Jiang Beiyuan sat on the head of the bed, watching the pillows were all soaked.

He picked up the child on the bed and held it in his arms, smiling with his lips curled.

"It turns out that the person who can cry most in our family is not Chun'er, but San'er."

"Dad...Dad..."

Jiang Jingming cried so much that he was out of breath. Even so, he didn't forget to rub his eyes and ask his father: "You didn't... blame... Mom?"

Jiang Beiyuan sat on the bed, holding his son on his lap.

"Your mother is very good, and Dad didn't say about her, you tell me now, why are you crying?"

"I... I'm sorry... it's all my bad..."

Jiang Jingming seemed to have become a small tear pack, and he kept apologizing, his voice soft, crying with tears and snot, so that Jiang Beiyuan's shirt was wet.

Jiang Beiyuan took the paper towel beside the bed and wiped his tears and nose.

"Well, speak slowly, what's wrong with you."

"I shouldn't give Changan... instant noodles... Mom is also burdened by me... I can't eat instant noodles anymore... Mom must be very sad... Dad also ran to the hospital... and also tired Dad... brother and sister... Also sad..."

The more I said, the more sad I became.

Jiang Beiyuan listened quietly, "You feel sorry for me now, sorry for mom, sorry for Chang'an, right?"

"Um...um..."

"Chang'an has taken the medicine and his body has recovered. You should never give him instant noodles again. Its body will soon return to its original state. As for your mother, she is very cheerful and will not hold grudges even if she does not eat it. There are instant noodles and other delicacies to eat. Mom will not be sad."

"Hmm..."

Being so enlightened by his father, the little guy's heart suddenly became less uncomfortable.

Jiang Beiyuan rubbed his wet bangs and pinched Jiang San'er's small chin.

"As for me, since I feel sorry for me, then that's fine. Do me a favor, and you can make up for it, and I will forgive you."

"What does Dad want me to help?"

"..." Jiang Beiyuan reached Jiang Jingming's ear and whispered.

Jiang Jingming nodded, his eyes lit up, "Dad, mom knows you do this, she will definitely be very happy."

"Then are you willing to help me?"

"I do!"

As long as Mom and Dad are happy and the whole family is happy, he is willing to do whatever he wants.

"Good boy."

Jiang Beiyuan squeezed his face, holding Jiang San'er to the bathroom to wash his face.

The youngest son clearly has a handsome face, and he has such excellent parents and such a generous family, but he is always unconfident. He is far from the arrogant **** when he was a child.

Jiang Beiyuan sighed.

"You, how much do you have to worry about when I grow up."

"Why should I worry about Dad?"

"You'll know when you grow up."

"Okay Dad... Then Dad, can I go see Chang'an now?"

Why not.

Jiang Beiyuan put Jiang Jingming on the ground, the little guy ran out happily after dredging, Jiang Beiyuan went to the bed and changed him a pillow.

Good guy, not only the pillows, but also the quilt are mostly soaked. This is how much I cried.

He changed the quilt dumbfoundedly.

...

Three days later, Jiang Beiyuan went to the company, holding his little princess in his arms.

Today’s weather is very warm and sunny. Jiang Chunhe wore a pink tulle princess dress bought by his father. They had three little braids in their hair. They were all **** by the father. The little girl liked the hair **** by the father. The mirror looked in the mirror for a long time.

"Mr. Jiang early."

From the lobby to the elevator, all the employees greeted Jiang Beiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan nodded and entered the elevator, Jiang Chunhe looked at his father admiringly.

"Dad was really awesome just now!"

"Hello, is this majestic?" Jiang Beiyuan pinched the tip of her nose.

The itchy little girl giggled, "My dad is the big boss, everyone admires dad, I'm so happy!"

"Cute little guy."

Every time he faced this small face, he couldn't help it.

Thinking of years later, the little padded jacket will marry another man, no matter who this person is, it feels uncomfortable to be a father.

After getting out of the elevator, Jiang Beiyuan carried his daughter to the office, put her daughter on the sofa, raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

There is still an hour.

enough.

"Lao Jiang, I'm here."

Xu Kuangjie threw the car key into the door, and Zhang Fan was with him.

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Why is the squad leader here?"

How could Zhang Fan not come, stepped forward and patted Jiang Beiyuan on the shoulder with a smirk, "Congratulations on your successful revolution today, congratulations."

"Humph!"

The little **** the sofa stood up straight and slapped Zhang Fan's salty pig's hands with a slap.

Who is he, dare to touch his father!

Zhang Fan stared, "Hey, little girl, don't think you look good, I dare not do anything to you."

"Lao Jiang... Brother, I have done everything for you, don't you have to mean it?"

Xu Kuangjie put an arm on Jiang Beiyuan's shoulder and made a gesture of counting banknotes casually.

"Huh! You are not allowed to touch my father!"

Jiang Chunhe once again patted Xu Kuangjie's salted pork knuckles.

Xu Kuangjie rubbed the back of his hand: "I just touched it, what's the matter?"

With that, he put his hand on Jiang Beiyuan's shoulder again.

"I've touched it too, what's the matter." Zhang Fan was not afraid of death, putting his hand on Jiang Beiyuan's shoulder.

"You...you..."

The little girl's apricot eyes turned, and then her mouth narrowed. Xu Kuangjie was taken aback, and realized what--

It's too late!

Thunder and thunder rolled, Jiang Chunhe's vigorous cries resounded in every corner of the office.

Jiang Beiyuan squinted slightly, and a murderous look fell from the bottom of his eyes.

Xu Kuangjie and Zhang Fan secretly screamed that they were not good, and after a glance at each other, they squatted down like their grandson, coaxing the little princess.

Jiang Chunhe is very difficult to deal with.

Xu Kuangjie took out all kinds of snacks, while Zhang Fan made various kinds of grimacing faces. After all, the little princess stopped crying.

"I'm leaving first, and my daughter will give it to you two. If she cries again, you two will figure out how to die."

Jiangbeiyuan's temperament with fresh breeze and bright moon, copied his coat and walked out.

"Huh... Xu Kuangjie, Lao Jiang likes to use you as a gunman." Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Go, don't damage my relationship with him here. Even if he treats me as a gunman, I'm happy. Can you control it?"

Xu Kuangjie hugged Jiang Chunhe, held it high, and looked at the little girl laughing happily, he also hooked his mouth.

It would be great if I could have a son and be in-laws with Lao Jiang.

...

Yannian has indeed forgotten the instant noodles.

Thinking of his son being so young, but sensibly blocking the gun for himself and pushing everything on himself, I was touched by words and thoughts. My daughter asked her father to take one day. Today, she will accompany Jiang San'er for one day. No one can disturb.

"Ms. Jiang, I was walking around the mall with Saner, what's wrong?" Jiang Beiyuan called Yannian.

"..."

"Oh, you said to have dinner together, where are you, let me and my child go to you."

"I'm driving, and I'll talk later."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Nian turned his head, and just wanted to tell Jiang San'er, who was on the back of his butt, that his father was coming to see us, and the child disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Boom! ! !

My mind seemed to be hammered by something, so why did San'er lose again? !

As soon as he wanted to go looking for him, he was caught by a strange middle-aged woman.

"Beauty, is your son handsome in overalls and caps?"

"Yes, yes, did you see my son?"

"Oh, I saw him running upstairs. Go up and look for it."

"Thank you ha!"

Yannian hurried upstairs. There was a cinema upstairs in the mall. Yannian grabbed her bag and ran into the cinema without even thinking about it.

Strange to say that she didn't buy a ticket, but the staff let her in.

Is it because she looks pretty?

Regardless, it's important to find my son now.

"San'er--my Saner--"

Yannian ran to Screening Hall No. 1. It was dark and empty. She was about to run out and the lights above her head were all on.

In the blink of an eye, the man in the middle of the seat, in a dark black suit, has a straight and shining figure, and his slender eyebrows are so handsome.

Yannian was stunned and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Did she read it right?

Jiang Beiyuan?

After rubbing a few times, he sat there, with a smile hidden under his eyes, which seemed to be leisurely, more like teasing.

Yannian grabbed the bag and ran over, "My husband is not good, San'er again—"

"The child was not lost."

Jiang Beiyuan grabbed her arm and hugged it in his arms, Zhanqing's chin rested on top of her head, and the clear mint fragrance flicked off Yannian's head.

"I asked his godmother to take the child away. It's safe now."

"Okay, did you deliberately?!"

Yannian hammered his arm gently.

"Do you know how anxious I am along the way? How can you use this to lie to me?"

"Daughter-in-law, I was wrong, only once in seven years."

Seven years?

Yannian's arrogance dissipated a lot, and the corner of her mouth was hooked, "Do you remember the wedding anniversary."

"How dare you forget?"

He shook her hand, opened the side position, let Yannian sit down.

"Daughter-in-law, please watch a movie."

"..."

Yan Nian calmed down and the child was fine. Seeing that there were popcorn and milk tea next to her, she unceremoniously grabbed it and ate it. Looking around, she and Jiang Beiyuan were the only people in the whole scene.

Is this a charter?

Thinking of the staff just now turning a blind eye to her running in, could it be that Jiang Beiyuan planned it.

Smelly man.

Cursing, the movie has already begun.

Yannian looked at the screen, and was stunned for the next second, forgetting the popcorn in her hand, and staring at the big characters appearing on it without blinking her eyes:

"Nianyuan's love".

It is a movie made up of photos and short videos.

The original picture was when she was in junior high school, wearing a blue and white school uniform with a ponytail, her teeth clenching the zipper of the school uniform, and her tongue playing playfully.

Immediately afterwards, she was attending the sports meeting at school. She was lying on the table and was bored. She was running in the playground. She was drinking yogurt in the corner after class. She and Ding Baoyi were playing in the corridor...

And she went home with Jiang Beiyuan.

No, not Jiang Beiyuan.

It's Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting carried her back to the class at the sports meet.

Jiang Ting accompanied her to clean the equipment room.

Jiang Ting and her participated in a youth chess game and sat face to face. Her eyes were full of hatred, and he was calm and calm.

And Jiang Ting was on campus, kissing her secretly under the red leaves, and was caught by the dean.

Picture after picture, put together a picture of memories.

The picture turns...

After she dated him, she wrote a sentence on the purple candy paper.

Jiang Ting will never separate.

He lowered his head slightly, staring at her and smiling, smiling very stubbornly, the eighteen-year-old boy was still green, and the gentleness under the sun could almost drown people.

And then……

After traveling for ten years, I came to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and she and him received the certificate.

The two marriage certificates were stamped with pictures of each other.

She looks like she is busy working in the flower shop, he walks in a white coat, heroic and tall, he looks like he is carrying her on his back, and he is in the woods...

There is also a picture of him squatting on the ground to rescue Ding Baoyi on the road.

Also, she entered the Jiang Nian Group. She worked in the flower room. The man above her head, leaning on the glass window, stared at her for a moment.

Yan Nian didn't know who took this photo, but she and Jiang Beiyuan were shot at the same time, one at the bottom and the other at the top.

He who is aloof will always bow his head for her.

In his eyes, there is always only her shadow.

Then they went to take wedding photos. She was trying on the wedding dress. He looked at her affectionately and praised her for her beauty.

And their wedding...

Yan Nian has never seen her wedding video with Jiang Beiyuan.

Today, I can finally read it completely.

From putting on her makeup, to him riding a white horse into the arena, to him holding her hand, stepping on the soft red carpet, petals and candies falling from the top of his head.

He laughed so happily that day, the hearty smile was pure and vivid, just like a child who had not grown up.

She was also very happy, being held by him with the strength of her fingers interlocking was Jiang Beiyuan's promise to immortality.

Then, their divorce...

He looked decadent and depressed, with a sloppy beard and a sad face, but he was holding two small books in his hands.

She sits at the bar, holding a guitar, and sings at the bar with her head down, "Hugging makes you so tired, and those who love it a lot become hypocritical first."

They confronted each other at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. His eyes were full of pain, and she was also unwilling. Fortunately, the final result was that there was no separation.

Later, there is a child.

First there was Jiang Qingchi, followed by Chunhe Jingming.

She accompanied the children to fly a kite in the park, and he stood behind her, half-squining, looking at her lazily and tenderly.

During the New Year, she set off fireworks at the door at night, and the night and lights were brightly lit. He leaned against the wall, watching her in pitch darkness.

How many years have it been.

Why is she always the only one in his eyes?

Time is passing, from spring and summer to autumn and winter, from cold to summer, life is a gossip. Fortunately, it seems that nothing has changed.