Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

He had gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was very gentle and focused. He bent an arm to prop up his forehead, in a lazy posture, but the center of his eyebrows was slightly wrinkled like a small river.

After Jiang Beize returned to Zhicheng, he found that Jiang Beiyuan frowned more than before.

He also found that Jiang Beiyuan's eyes had the meaning of fatigue, and he hadn't rested well these days.

He is also an individual, but he has to take care of too many things every day, and he can't wait to break the three petals for one minute.

"Second brother is tired these days?"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan ignored him.

Such words are typical nonsense in Jiang Beiyuan's eyes.

Jiang Beize pursed the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of distress and concern for Jiang Beiyuan, and he couldn't hide it.

"Second brother will still be a doctor in the future?"

"do not know."

Jiang Beiyuan's voice was faint, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"But the second brother obviously has a plan to do everything, why don't you know?"

Jiang Beiyuan paused while holding the long finger of the signature pen.

His thin lips opened slightly, "When you meet your sister-in-law, all the plans are gone."

"Second brother..."

Jiang Beize wanted to say something, someone knocked on the door.

It was Xu Kuangjie who came in. Xu Kuangjie rarely remembered knocking on the door this time.

"Yo, isn't this a small thing?"

Xu Kuangjie knows Jiang Beize and always calls him a little bit.

Because Jiang Beize has been 170 since the first day of the new year, and in the past three years, a millimeter has not been long.

Jiang Beize became angry from embarrassment, "I said, don't call me a young man!"

"Tsk Tsk Xiaozhenzi, are you 180 enough for you."

"I will definitely grow to 180 in the future! Now it's just not growing!"

Xu Kuangjie drew his ears, "I see, what do you roar?"

Jiang Beiyuan at the desk called the internal number.

The call is connected soon.

Jiang Beiyuan: "Come to the president's office, take my son to the design department, and show him the job responsibilities of Jiang's designer."

Song Yikai wanted to cry.

If crying is useful.

"Oh boss, I was really wrong..."

"Come here in three seconds."

Song Yikai put down the phone and ran towards the president's office at a speed of 800 meters per second.

"boss!!!"

Song Yikai is here.

However, it was more than three seconds.

For fear that Jiang Beiyuan would blame him, he clutched his belly and looked awkward.

"Boss, I really rushed over at 800 meters per second!"

"..." Jiang Beiyuan kneaded his eyebrows and pointed at Jiang Beize, "Take him away, and find an ice pack to put him on his face by the way."

"Oh, good!"

Song Yikai gasped and agreed.

Just as he was about to step forward to pull Jiang Beize, the latter rushed into Jiang Beiyuan's arms, his eyes red again.

He sniffed Jiang Beiyuan's clean and nice mint scent. Once upon a time, this was a scent that made him feel at ease!

"I knew the second brother was the best to me! I like the second brother the most!"

Jiang Beiyuan faintly pulled Jiang Beize from his arms, with no expression on his face.

"Follow to get familiar with the design process. Since I like to paint, I will be a designer in the future."

"Well, good brother!"

Jiang Beize wiped a tear and happily followed Song Yikai away.

Jiang Beiyuan stared at Jiang Beize's back, frowning, his thin lips pursed and pursed.

Xu Kuangjie threw the car key and sat in front of him, and smiled disapprovingly, "That kid still depends on you as always!"

Jiang Beiyuan retracted his gaze.

"Too dependent, it's all faults."

"Hehe, then you rely on your wife, is this also a problem?"