Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

deep?

Is it her husband's name?

Meng Ziye pursed the corners of his mouth, constricted his thoughts, and smiled awkwardly, "You have a good watch, advanced customization, and your coat is Gucci's latest model. I can't tell that you married one. Regal."

Why can't she tell that she is married to a rich man?

After ten years of absence, the words of the old friend became disgusting.

"Fortunately, my husband didn't have much money. I remembered that the natural gas in my house was not turned off, so I would leave first!"

After speaking, Nian got up and took the bag, and really left.

Behind him, Meng Ziye yelled at her, "It's not too late to leave by adding a WeChat account." Yan Nianquan didn't hear it, and walked fast without looking back.

...

That night, Yannian told Jiang Beiyuan about the meeting with Meng Ziye today.

She did not tell Jiang Beiyuan who Meng Ziye was, but simply said that he was the secretary to the chairman of Shengtian Group.

"Why did this old Dong suddenly give me shares? Did you get into trouble again?"

"Two possibilities."

Jiang Beiyuan lay on the bedside of the bedroom and looked at the company's documents. His clothes were half open, his nose was tall and glasses were on his nose. His long eyelashes were drooping, and his voice was quietly opened.

"First, after the press conference, he knew that you were my wife’s business, and indirectly came to please me. Second, he didn’t know, but just returned your favor. The old man’s private life was messy, but he was okay in the mall. He wanted face. ."

"Oh……"

Yannian nodded.

So I don’t care about Jiang Beiyuan?

"Anyway, I intend to transfer the shares he gave me to you."

"Oh?"

Jiang Beiyuan glanced at her with interest, "What do you do for your husband?"

"At the beginning you called me into the Jiang family. You paid me for the decoration of my office and my salary. You also provided me with my flower shop before. You did so much for me. I should give it to you, husband and wife. Although you should not care about it, you still have to pay back what you should pay back!"

Jiang Beiyuan stared at the narrowness in her eyes, not crying or laughing.

Why does my wife think about paying him back every day?

"Show me the transfer book he gave you." Jiang Beiyuan buttoned the document in his hand, took off the gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, and reached out his hand.

Yannian handed it over, her hand accidentally touched Jiang Beiyuan's fingertips, and her face immediately blushed.

I'm an old husband and wife, but sometimes they are still very shy.

Jiang Beiyuan scanned up and down, looking ten lines, twisting his brows slightly, and then narrowed those peach blossom eyes to Yannian.

"Know how much he gave you?"

"how much?"

She didn't read it, and she didn't know much about the share transfer. She just felt that the big boss would not cheat her.

Jiang Beiyuan raised a finger and shook it before her eyes.

Yannian bit her lower lip and guessed: "Hundred thousand??"

"Guess again."

"Um... one million??"

"Guess again."

"One, ten million?!"

"One hundred million." He faintly announced the answer.

"I'm going!!!"

Yannian's mouth went round twice today, this time even worse than last time.

"One billion, really or not?"

Jiang Beiyuan smiled and thought her reaction was lovely, "You saved his life, it is invaluable, Shengtian Group has strong capital, and one billion is just a drop in the bucket for Hao Mao."

"This hair is too much!"

Yannian originally planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but now she is not in the mood, so she simply sits on the head of the bed, sitting face to face with Jiang Beiyuan with her legs crossed, feeling uneasy for a long time.

So, she is also a billionaire now?

"Forget it, either ten million or one hundred million. I still intend to give you this money. It was you who called me into the Jiang family. Without you, I wouldn't have the chance to save that Sheng. Chairman Tian, ​​so it should be given to you in both sense and reason. Take it!"

"Want to give it to me?"

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows, and his crimson lips were sharp and sharp.

Yannian nodded sincerely.

"Give it to you, hold it for you, in case you need it someday!"

Worry about him.

His wife is so cute.

Jiang Beiyuan stretched out his hand and squeezed her face, "If you use this one percent of the shares to invest in Jiang's shares, you will treat it to me."

"Why, can't I give it to you directly?"

"Stupid, the money in circulation can make the most profit."

"Okay! I don't understand those capital operations, anyway I listen to you!"

Jiang Beiyuan was warm in his heart, and he leaned in to kiss the corner of her mouth like a kiss or not, "Say it again to her husband."

"what?"

"Just the last sentence."

"I said I listen to you!"

"well."

Jiang Beiyuan wrapped a hand around her back, rubbing her back from top to bottom.

He likes the feeling that she depends on her.

"I went to take a shower. I'm too tired today. Let's go to bed early!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was about to fail, Yannian jumped out of bed in time and ran in the direction of the bathroom.

There are no men who are less than thirty.

Jiang Beiyuan condensed her fleeing back, and his thin lips slowly provoked.

The phone vibrated.

It's Yannian's phone.

Jiang Beiyuan stretched out his arm and naturally took her mobile phone to look at it.

The above is a reminder to add friends on WeChat.

"Haha, I guessed right, your WeChat ID is indeed your phone number."

"It's me, Meng Ziye, remember to remark."

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan stared at the name, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and a long-lost murderous aura appeared from the bottom of his eyes...