Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

When Jiang Beiyuan received Xu Kuangjie's call, he was just about to call Yannian.

Xu Kuangjie on the other end of the phone indiscriminately, came up and yelled a few words--

"You really told me the secret of Lao Tzu to your wife! I will never be a brother again! Break, break, break!!!" After he finished his last roar, Jiang Beiyuan put one hand in his pocket, eyebrows Yi Yang, "...huh?"

"Huh what huh? I can't do that, did you say it?!"

Jiang Beiyuan snorted and sat on the sofa with a line of yogurt on the coffee table. He took a bottle and took two sips.

Xiaoyu stood on the side, staring straight at the yogurt in Jiang Beiyuan's hand.

The latter glared at it, and the little golden retriever shivered with fright, and slumped to the side.

Jiang Beiyuan waited for Xu Kuangjie on the other end of the phone to finish speaking, and after a few seconds, he spoke without a rush, "Think with your chest, what kind of person is your grandpa?"

"..."

In a word, Xu Kuangjie's anger was smoothed a lot.

Jiang Beiyuan is indeed not that kind of person.

He never talks about the strengths of people behind his back.

For one thing, he disdain.

Secondly, he is lazy and doesn't care about his own affairs. He doesn't care and hangs up high.

Since it was not what Jiang Beiyuan said, who would have leaked it out?

Xu Kuangjie was puzzled.

But wait a minute!

What did he just say?

Chest cavity? !

"Brother Jiang, Lord Jiang, I was wrong and wrong, alas, I was talking in a dream just now, don't take it to your heart!"

Xu Kuangjie is a wise man who knows current affairs. What if Jiang Beiyuan is sewing a piece of gauze into his chest one day.

Jiang Beiyuan rubbed his forehead with one hand, his voice was low, showing a lazy young master's disease, "You just said, Niannian knows about you? Huh?"

"what……"

Upon hearing this, Xu Kuangjie suddenly screamed twice.

"Ahhhh! It's over! Your wife already knows that you are Jiang Ting! Ahhhhhh, what should you do? It's none of my business, she actually threatened me, don't count on me this time on!"

Jiang Beiyuan sat up from the sofa with a "rub", slacking away, creaking while holding the phone's joints.

"Three sentences, quickly speak clearly!"

"amount……"

Three sentences?

Xu Kuangjie gasped.

"She threatened me with my secrets. I told her you were Jiang Ting. Then she ran away."

Ran?

Jiang Beiyuan frowned, "Where did you go?"

Xu Kuangjie was speechless, "You let me say three sentences, I'm finished."

"Things that do not succeed, but fail."

Jiang Beiyuan screamed fiercely, and cut off the phone without saying a word.

Xu Kuangjie on the other end of the phone: "..."

Jiang Beiyuan picked up the jacket from the sofa and walked out.

Yuli yelled twice and followed him.

Jiang Beiyuan paused and looked back at the golden retriever at his feet.

"Go chasing your mother, you are waiting at home."

I left after speaking.

Yuli lay down on the ground and looked at Ting Ting with sympathetic eyes.

...

The black Aston Martin steadily stopped in front of the Jiang Group.

A long leg stepped out of the main driver’s seat. The man’s dark camel coat had a slender figure and perfect proportions. His face was chasing away from the corners, and his face was cold and cold. The security guard at the door hurriedly straightened his waist and rushed respectfully. Greetings, "Hello, President Jiang."

Jiang Beiyuan walked toward the door with a straight face.

A bicycle passed by him.

He wrinkled his brows, and without a word, he grabbed the cyclist and pulled him off the car.