Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

The glorious hall.

The light from the crystal lamp above his head refracted and fell on Yan Nian Jiao Bai Ruyu's face.

There was a gleam of water in her eyes, which was very touching, and her skin was white and tender, like a porcelain doll that had not grown up.

Ding Baoyi has admired Yannian's skin more than once. It is moisturized and lustrous. She is obviously in her twenties, but she is as tender as a three-year-old child.

Two people walked in the direction of the box.

Yannian stood there and took a deep breath.

She thought about being shocked.

But after I went in and saw the man with the stars holding the moon in the middle, the shock in my eyes all turned into calm.

Actually this result.

As expected.

If not for him.

That's not expected.

The man in the middle, with a camel coat arbitrarily placed on the back of the chair, a dark black shirt with half-rolled sleeves to his forearm, two buttons on his chest, exquisite clavicle, and delicate eyebrows. .

Ding Baoyi also saw Jiang Beiyuan.

Ok.

really.

She took Yannian to find a vacant seat and sat down quietly.

Jiang Beiyuan's eyes followed his words.

Same as her.

The shock in his eyes turned into calm.

Or maybe, not so shocked, as if I knew that there would be such a day.

...

The huge round table quickly filled with people.

All men in suits and leather shoes.

All middle-aged men.

Looking around, only Jiang Beiyuan is alone, like a group of different people, he has a kind of coldness that does not provoke dust, which is unattainable.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard that you have regained control of the Jiang family's real power. Congratulations!"

Ding Baoyi's old Dong took the lead in flattering and toasting Jiang Beiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan did not pick up the glass of wine.

"Quit." His voice was as light as a mountain stream, "It's not good to drink too much."

"Hahaha, President Jiang is really a good man who pays attention to health preservation!"

Old Dong was not embarrassed, and sat down with a smile and agreed.

All the people present here are discerning people. When Jiang Beiyuan doesn't drink, there is no one to flatter him.

Ding Baoyi suddenly became interested, and took the initiative to get up, facing the direction of Jiang Beiyuan with the wine glass covered with white wine, only a distance of three or two people, not far away.

"Come to President Jiang, I am the manager of the sales department of the AK Group. The little girl toasts you a cup, and I hope President Jiang will give you a face!

Jiang Beiyuan nodded silently, with little expression on his face, "Replacing wine with tea is considered a reward."

In a word, Ding Baoyi laughed.

Okay, he drinks tea when he drinks tea.

Ding Baoyi drank the liquor in one cup, Ding Baoyi filled a glass of liquor, and this time directly handed it to Yannian, urging Yannian to stand up.

"President Jiang, this is my little sister, President Jiang has been well-known for a long time, and I came here to see President Jiang today!"

"..."

Yan Nian is very grateful to Ding Baoyi.

At least, without Ding Baoyi, she would never have the courage to stand up.

Jiang Beiyuan's gaze fell on Yannian, straight, not an instant.

There is a huge gap between the positions of three or two people, the long sun and the moon, and between him and her.

He kept looking at her.

She was the only shadow in her eyes.

Naked without making people feel awkward, so transparent eyes, facing the light overhead, the color of his pupils became bright and dark, like a rippling lake, and like little stars falling into the bottom of the sea.

Yan Nian finally looked at Jiang Beiyuan and raised the wine glass in his hand.

She didn't know him at all, and smiled innocently at him.

"Hello, President Jiang, my name is Yannian. Yan is the language of words. Nian is the unforgettable thought. When I see you today, President Jiang is really handsome, handsome, and respectful!"

"..."

Under all eyes, Jiang Beiyuan suddenly stood up.

With a long arm stretched out, he snatched the glass of Yannian from mid-air, raised his head, and drank it all.

"Respect me."

The glass bottomed out, not leaking.

His brows were obscure, and his words were low.

The audience was in an uproar.

Except for Ding Baoyi, the other bosses looked at each other. They didn't understand why Jiang Beiyuan, who has never been close to women, is today. Could it be that he was tempted?