Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Beiyuan looked at Meng Ziye calmly.

With a single eye, he quickly retracted his gaze, arrogant and determined, with a bit of hostility in his fierceness, and it seemed that he did not put such people in his eyes at all.

"Hello, President Jiang!"

Meng Ziye is a look, nodding and bowing to Jiang Beiyuan.

Yannian stood aside, looked at a man, winked at him.

Instead, introduce her to Old Dong quickly.

After all, she is respectable and orderly. She is now Jiang Beiyuan's temporary assistant. The big boss doesn't speak, she can never go over and take the initiative to introduce herself "I am Assistant General Jiang".

While thinking, his waist suddenly tightened.

The slender hand clasped her waist and pulled directly to the position closest to his side.

Jiang Beiyuan looked at Hao Mao, his expression unchanged, "Mr. Hao, this is Mrs. Jiang."

Saying: "..."

Meng Ziye's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Yan Nian in surprise.

Yan Nian and Meng Ziye's eyes faced each other in the air, and she quickly dropped her eyes and coughed twice again.

Hao Mao was also a little surprised, and opened his mouth, "Could this be Mrs. Jiang mentioned by President Jiang at the press conference?"

"Yes."

Jiang Beiyuan nodded, his smile was faint and inaudible.

"Mrs. Jiang is a low-key person and doesn't like to show her face in front of the media. Last time I saved Mr. Hao at the press conference. I heard that I was going to have dinner with Mr. Hao today. I begged that I must bring her to meet Mr. Hao. Thank you for the shares you gave her."

What the hell?

Yannian silently rolled her eyes ten thousand degrees in her heart.

Obviously he took the initiative to bring her over, okay?

"It turns out that it was President Jiang's little wife who saved me last time at the press conference!"

Hao Mao laughed heartily.

"This is really fate hahaha, President Jiang said it was a coincidence!"

"natural."

The corner of Jiang Beiyuan's lips curled up, "The fate has always been wonderful."

She couldn’t listen to her words. When Hao Mao’s gaze came to look at her, she scratched her head and smiled. She didn’t know which of the tendons was wrong and opened her mouth: “Mr. Hao, why not sit down and eat. Let's talk!"

"Hahahaha—"

Hao Mao's laughter became more hearty.

"President Jiang, Mr. Jiang, your little wife is a very interesting girl!"

"Silly, I made you laugh."

Jiang Beiyuan raised a hand and gently touched Yannian's head, his eyes were all petting.

Yannian bit the corner of her mouth, those apricot eyes cut him secretly, you are stupid, your whole family is stupid.

All this was seen by Hao Mao and Meng Ziye.

The corner of Meng Ziye's mouth was squeezed, and he didn't say anything, but felt that the corners of his mouth were bitter inexplicably.

...

The waiter started serving dishes.

Brought in 82 years of premium red wine.

Meng Ziye stood up and filled the empty glasses of Hao Mao, Jiang Beiyuan and Yannian with wine.

Jiang Beiyuan smiled at Meng Ziye.

Such a vivid man, his face is striking, brilliant to the end, a smile is enough to seduce the same kind.

Meng Ziye's face blushed, "President Jiang, do you have any instructions?"

Jiang Beiyuan's expression was somewhat innocent and gentle: "Secretary Meng is interested, but Mrs. Jiang and I are preparing for pregnancy and neither drink alcohol."

After speaking, the waiter took her and Yannian's wine glasses away and replaced them with new and curvy tea.

Saying: "..."

Meng Ziye's expression was a bit embarrassing, but Jiang Beiyuan was the boss and a major customer. Even if Jiang Beiyuan asked him not to come to Taiwan, his secretary would naturally not be so stupid as to turn his face with Jiang Beiyuan.