Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Jiang Beiyuan finally moved, and soon fell silent again. He remained motionless and continued to make his statue.

Wan Lai was silent.

I don't know how long it has been, Yu Li walked over on tiptoe, rubbed Jiang Beiyuan's trouser legs, and looked up at him pitifully.

Jiang Beiyuan looked down at Yuli.

"Your mother really doesn't want me anymore."

Yuli whimpered twice, seeming to understand Jiang Beiyuan's words, but also did not seem to understand, Doudou's big eyes looked at him directly, and there was only his reflection in his eyes.

Jiang Beiyuan hooked the corner of his mouth, ridiculing himself in a general arc, "Why, do you want to say that I let her go, and now you still pretend to be pitiful, right, do you want to say that?"

Yuli: "..."

Jiang Beiyuan walked away irritably.

He is crazy, saying so much to a dog, can he expect the dog to become a human to comfort him?

...

one day later.

December 24.

Today's sky is gray and there is no sunlight coming in through the clouds. The weather forecast says it will snow at night.

A black Aston Martin stopped at the door of Jiang's Group.

The employees stood in two rows in the lobby on the first floor, waiting for the men who were waiting for them to come by.

"Mr. Jiang, happy birthday!"

As the blessings fell, the two employees opened the long banner in the middle of the hall.

The red banner reads "I wish President Jiang will always be handsome".

Jiang Beiyuan's clear face was impermanent, his thin lips moved, and the words he uttered were extremely cold and harsh:

"With these trivial hours, it's better to generate more revenue for the company, and you don't have to make this whole thing."

"Mr. Jiang...this is what the chairman meant,"

The employees were a little aggrieved. "The chairman said he can't come back in the United States today. Let us big guys celebrate your birthday."

That old thing always likes to do some of these things.

Jiang Beiyuan rubbed his forehead, his face lightened a little, and he sighed almost inaudibly, "I took my mind, and took all these things away, and then went back to work."

"Okay President Jiang..."

Jiang Beiyuan spoke, and the employees did not dare to neglect, so they followed suit.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say much, and stepped into the president elevator. He walked very imposingly, his back cut light, like a flash in the pan, one stick was enough to surprise.

The phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Beiyuan picked it up, his face was frosty, waiting for the text at that end.

"Are you planning to completely break with your mother right now?!"

Pei Jinling's sharp voice passed through the earpiece.

She is now in the United States.

I want to go back to Lucheng, but I can't come back anymore!

She didn't know where Jiang Beiyuan had such a great skill, so she could let the customs detain her and restrict her from going abroad!

Jiang Beiyuan leaned on the side of the elevator, his peachy eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes cold...

"You are the person in charge of Jiang's branch. If you run away, who will be responsible?"

"Okay you, it's called responsibility, in fact, you are afraid that I will find things for you, so you restrict my travel, right! Whatever I am, I am also your mother! You must know that I am going to find your wife, right? , But what about that? All I told her is the truth! Let’s not mention the status and wealth. As a woman, she must give birth to you a child first! Can you still have no children for a lifetime because she can’t have children? ?!"

"One year."

Jiang Beiyuan faintly opened his mouth, and the light words had sufficient deterrence.

"If I have no children within a year, I'll talk about it then."