Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Then what, are you waiting for me for a while, I'll go find the boss..."

"What's wrong, isn't your boss just Jiang——"

"Shhh!!"

Yannian quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

"Sister, there is a reporter next to you, can we keep our voice down?"

"..."

Ding Baoyi understood, and nodded.

Yan Nian just let go of her hand and stood up, then stooped and walked in the direction of Jiang Beiyuan.

Fortunately, everyone’s focus is on the jewelry displayed on the stage, and no one noticed the existence of her as an employee.

"what's wrong?"

Yannian stood still in front of Jiang Beiyuan, with a pair of clear eyes, even in the dark, they were still big and bright, as if they were hiding a star in the depths of their eyes.

Condescendingly, Jiang Beiyuan raised his hand to touch the hair on her forehead.

"Who cut your bangs?"

"Oh, I went to the photo studio with Ding Baoyi this morning, and the makeup artist cut it out. Isn't it pretty?"

"good looking."

His voice is slow, quiet, and his voice is magnetic.

"This skirt is also pretty."

This is the truth.

Today she is in a black dress. The black is in sharp contrast with the white of her skin. There is a bit of wildness and enchantment in the purity, which makes him bright, and then he can't remove his eyes.

On the way towards her, he was thinking about Yannian wearing a wedding dress.

To wear a wedding dress.

She must wear her wedding dress once.

A woman who does not have a wedding or wears a wedding dress, she must have regrets in her heart.

He didn't want her to have any regrets.

He didn't know what Jiang Beiyuan was thinking at the moment, his eyes rolled slyly twice, and finally he looked at him with a big smile, "You told me to come over, just tell me this?"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't make a sound, and Wu took Yan Nian's hand by himself.

Yannian wanted to break free subconsciously, "There is a reporter here, please pay attention to it..."

"Relax, no one knows me."

Then he took her to the backstage.

There is a small compartment in the backstage, which is gloomy and dark.

Jiang Beiyuan directly opened the door and went in, pressing her against the door.

...

One hour later.

Yan Nian came out of the cubicle and returned to the venue calmly. Ding Baoyi was startled when she looked at her.

"Your eyes are blurred, your lips are red and swollen, your hair is messy, and you're still wearing your husband's suit jacket. Have you gone for a TV series?"

"piss off!"

Yannian murmured a word, and sat down without explaining to Ding Baoyi.

Looking up at the past, the bustling tabletop was already empty and there were few people, and right in front of her, an old Dong stooped and bowed in the same direction as Jiang Guoteng, for some reason.

"Oh yes yes, let me tell you, you just missed an annual show!"

Ding Baoyi remembered the business, and pulled Yannian's arm to explain to her.

"Wen Yu just had a big embarrassment and lost his face to the Pacific Ocean. You didn't see that scene. It's just too relieved!"

"what does it mean??"

Yannian looked dumbfounded.

Wen Yu also came to Jiang's press conference? ?

Why didn't she see it? ?

Ding Baoyi pursed her lips and smiled from ear to ear. After he had laughed enough, he continued to explain with Yannian that this press conference was jointly organized by Jiang's Group and Dehai Group.

The person in charge is Jiang's Group, but in fact, Dehai Group also invests in projects.

The old director of Dehai Group is Fang Jinye. He came to Jiang today with Wen Yu, the general manager of his company.

Just ten minutes ago--