Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"The money is with her, I haven't moved! If you can get back, you are considered capable, but don't blame me for not reminding you. She gambles every day and does not owe foreign debts."

Yannian was too lazy to argue with this kind of person. After speaking, he wanted to take the stairs, but was blocked by Wen Yu again.

"Counting the interest, you must give me 150,000 today, otherwise I will tell the whole Jiang family that you are the broken shoes I played with Wen Yu!"

"You are so special--"

Yan Nian waved to give him a slap, but Wen Yu pulled her arm down.

He smiled at her, a hypocritical smile.

"Yan Nian, I had a good life. I have been harmed by you and Jiang Beiyuan. I don’t want to care about you, but I can’t help it. My face is not important to me now. Don’t make me feel better, and I won’t make you feel better. One hundred fifty thousand is not much for you. You can just give it to me directly. I promise, I will—"

Before Wen Yu finished speaking, there was a commotion behind him the next second...

"President Jiang is back!"

Between the light and black, the stiff man strode towards him.

He didn’t wear a suit today, a simple half-high collar white sweater on the inside, a short dark blue jacket on the outside, and a pair of brown-gray trousers on the bottom. He was very lazy and dressed casually, just like him. No, three points bohemian.

The employees who come and go are looking at him.

The cold and noble temperament of this man spontaneously surpassed any person in a suit and shoes present.

The veteran Dong Fangran of the Huaihai Group came out of the president's office, and the one who came out with him was Lin Jingye, the vice president of the Jiang family.

Seeing Jiang Beiyuan, Fang Ran's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward, "Mr. Jiang, it's been a long time since I saw you haha!"

These actions made Lin Jingye's expression on the side uncontrollable.

When he shook hands with this old guy, he didn't see him so warmly.

Jiang Beiyuan had already walked to Yannian's side, and his movements naturally pulled her over and hugged her waist.

"President Fang, this is my little wife, take my surname Jiang, and read each word."

"Hahaha, I have long heard that Mr. Jiang has a very precious little wife. It is rare to see Mr. Jiang today. How about Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang showing their faces and having a meal together tonight?"

Hearing that, Lin Jingye's face on the side became more and more like swallowing.

Just talking about cooperation in the office, he smiled and proposed to have a meal with Fang Ran, but Fang Ran refused. Now seeing Jiang Beiyuan, he took the initiative to invite Jiang Beiyuan to eat.

Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly, like a spring breeze, "President Fang has been abroad for a long time and has not seen him for a long time. This meal must be counted as mine."

"Hahaha, I like President Jiang's refreshment!"

Fang Ran said, and walked in the direction of the president elevator with Jiang Beiyuan.

Wen Yu pursed the corners of his mouth behind him, followed Fang Ran and entered the president's elevator.

Jiang Beiyuan and Fang Ran stood in the middle, and Yan Nian and Wen Yu stood beside them.

Fang Ran looked at Jiang Beiyuan, his domineering hand had not fallen.

"Mr. Jiang, I have to say that your marriage is really hidden. I don't know the little wife who has been married for ten years. If it weren't for that press conference, I must be kept in the dark!"

Before Jiang Beiyuan could answer, Wen Yu suddenly spoke: "Fang Dong, Mrs. Jiang was my fiancee before."

"Oh?"

Fang Ran was shocked and looked at Wen Yu, "Xiao Wen, really?"

"Is it true or not? President Fang doesn't believe me. You can ask President Jiang next to you." Wen Yu smiled.