Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

As soon as Wen Yu's words fell, Jiang Beiyuan's clear and juicy countenance rose to a three-pointed look of yin.

Not obvious, dark with sharp edges.

Facing Fang Ran's incomprehensible gaze, he smiled lightly at Fang Ran, and said unhurriedly:

"Fang always laughed. My wife is excellent. Otherwise, I won't covet for ten years. It's just that someone doesn't know how to cherish such a good girl. This gives me the opportunity to pursue it boldly."

Talking about three points, Fang Ran laughed heartily.

"President Jiang, Huaihai and Jiang have been in friendship for so many years, but I didn't see that you are still an infatuation! No wonder the old man Hao Mao wanted to introduce his daughter to you. I heard that you were unmoved. The noodles already belonged!"

"Well, I love so much trouble, I think she will be her for ten years."

Jiang Beiyuan said, touching Yannian's head and kissing her.

Chongni's look, her movements, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are gentle and flowing.

Yannian was embarrassed to give him a push, this person was not serious outside.

Didn't you say that she was after him before? This time he changed his suit.

Wen Yu on the side pressed her lips hard, and her expression was obviously strange.

Jiang Beiyuan has been in love with Yannian for ten years.

Ha ha……

Who knows if what he said is true or false, anyone can lie these days.

...

Several people went to a high-end restaurant, Jiang Beiyuan was the host, and ordered 16 dishes.

Yannian sat next to Jiang Beiyuan. During the meal, she lowered her head and ate vegetables without speaking.

From the angle of Jiang Beiyuan, you can see his jet-black hair, long eyelashes, and pink nose.

"Tasty?"

He picked a piece of chicken breast and put it in the Yannian bowl.

Yannian nodded, still chewing in his mouth, a little casual, like chewing wax.

The generous palm touched her head, with a gentle expression, "More delicious than your husband's?"

"All delicious."

Yan Nian is very energetic, so I picked a middle sentence.

"Well, it seems that your husband is not qualified enough. He usually cooks so many good dishes for you, but he even says they are all delicious."

Jiang Beiyuan was talking a little bit jokingly, and while he was reading the dishes, he was pampered and gentle, his slender and white hands, illuminated by the light of the crystal chandelier above his head, looked exquisite and perfect.

Fang Ran and Wen Yu, who were sitting opposite him, naturally saw all this in their eyes.

Fang Ran put down his chopsticks and winked at Jiang Beiyuan, "Mr. Jiang, I am an eye-opener today. You are such a man who doesn't eat fireworks, and he loves his wife so much!"

"President Fang, a married wife is just like fireworks in the world, how can we not eat?"

Jiang Beiyuan also put down his chopsticks. His education is very good. When looking at Fang Ran, he will put down his chopsticks first, and then focus on looking over, watching his eyes talk to him, and giving him full respect.

Fang Ran nodded, seeming to agree with Jiang Beiyuan's words, and then looked at Wen Yu beside him with a taste of reprimand:

"Xiao Wen, didn't you just break up with you because you were bad to other girls?"

"..."

Wen Yu smiled, his smile a bit far-fetched.

"You don’t know anything about Mr. Fang, I was good with Yannian before, and I used her as a baby to offer it, holding it in my hand for fear of falling, holding it in my mouth for fear of dissolving, but there are some personal grievances between us. I had no choice but to break up. Before, I gave Yannian's home a gift of 100,000 yuan and didn't ask her to come back.

Male Gobi!

This sour and ugly scum man!

Yannian squeezed the chopsticks tightly, his teeth creaked with anger.