Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yannian arrived at the door of the Jiang Group, and the press conference was over.

After Jiang Beiyuan answered several private life questions raised by the reporter, he stopped to say more. Next, he briefly explained his plan to return to the Jiang family and his blueprint plan for the Jiang family.

In a few words, the words are faint, so he left after speaking, and did not take anything with him.

He has no extraneous feelings for outsiders, is not arty, and does not brag about himself. Except for the innocent look when he mentions his wife, the rest of the time is cold and arrogant and somewhat conceited.

Several bodyguards in black performed their duties and escorted Jiang Beiyuan from the hall to the door.

The reporters on both sides seized the opportunity, did not want to leave, still patted the man's face without fear of death.

Song Yikai and Sui Tong, who followed them, signaled to the reporter one after another, telling them not to shoot.

What Yan Nian rushed over to see was this scene.

The man in the camel coat was walked towards the door by Zhongxing Pengyue, with an indescribable temperament and demeanor, from her angle, he could only see his resolute and stylish profile.

She couldn't see his face clearly.

Because she can't make it through.

In front of them are a group of reporters and media, humming, like a heavy city wall.

Outside the city wall, she is a spectator, can only be a passerby looking at his profile from a distance.

"Hey, Jiang Beiyuan...Hey, hey, Jiang Beiyuan..."

Together with the sound, they were drowned in the crowd.

The man drifted away without squinting. He never looked around when he walked. There was no extra expression on that face.

"Jiangbeiyuan..."

Yannian watched this familiar man pass by her, frustrated.

The distance passed by, my heart was empty, and I was hit by a big rock.

Forget it.

He couldn't see her after all.

He became acquainted with words and thoughts, stopped calling his name, pursed the corners of his mouth, and stared at the back of his head quietly.

The man walking in front suddenly stopped for some reason and turned around like a slow motion replay of a movie.

As if he had made a reservation in the dark, his gaze penetrated the noisy crowd and fell straight and steadily on Yan Nian's face.

Four eyes face each other.

Looking into the distance, his deep eyes looked into her red and swollen eyes, and his gaze stopped, penetrating the wall of time, separated by the scene of the past ten years.

Yannian pursed her mouth, dared not blink her eyes, and stared at him for an instant.

At this moment, my heart is really sour, shocking, and joyful, just like the moment when fireworks bloom, all the glory is condensed on this point, and then it rises into the sky with radiance.

Jiang Beiyuan walked towards her without saying a word.

Several bodyguards who escorted him followed him around, why did the big boss suddenly change the course?

The reporters kept patting Jiang Beiyuan's face, wondering why this person suddenly turned back and where he was going.

Jiang Beiyuan stood in front of Yannian, and quickly took her into his arms.

Her face was buried in his arms, and he raised his other hand to block her profile, perfectly blocking the flashes that wanted to shoot her.

Next to him, Song Yikai maintained the principle of being the boss and let out an angry roar--

"I said, don't take pictures! Don't hurry up and go witty! Otherwise, my boss will start a fire, and you won't be able to eat one by one!"

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