Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

His eyes met, his clear big eyes looked into his eyes.

Song Nanye frowned, the first time he saw a boy with such big eyes.

Jiang Beize looked at him incomprehensibly, his long eyelashes thick and curled, like a robot doll.

"Cough," Song Nanye coughed twice with one hand, clenched his fist, waved at him, "You get up, I'm going to sleep."

"Oh……"

Jiang Beize touched his nose and went back.

So what did this man make him lower his head for, just to touch his hair?

But why?

If it was someone else, he wouldn't let people touch his hair, except Jiang Beiyuan and the barber.

But today, thanks to this Song Nanye, if it weren’t for him, if I read the contents of the book, the consequences would be—

Unimaginable.

When it was lunch time and the last class was over, the students rushed towards the cafeteria.

Jiang Beize was taking notes in class, and he came out late, but there were still many classmates waiting patiently for him at the door of the classroom, rushing to eat with him.

"You kid, come out early next time."

A fat boy hooked Jiang Beize's shoulders. This was his tablemate. There were many boys and girls around him, all of whom were classmates.

Suddenly, a thin figure passed by Jiang Beize.

The solitary figure, loose and unruly posture, the school uniform zip does not pull, and the laces of the canvas shoes are not fastened.

In Jiang Beize's eyes, Song Nanye will always be alone.

No one is friends with him, and no one wants to approach him.

He listened to the people in the dormitory saying that Song Nanye was a wild species, and his mother ran away with a wild man.

"What are you thinking?" The tablemate pushed his head.

Jiang Beize came back to his senses, showing an impeccable smile, "I was thinking about math problems, so difficult."

"Oh, I'll go back to the dormitory later and let the chief dormitory tell you."

With that, several people went to the cafeteria with their shoulders on their backs.

12 o'clock at noon is the time when the canteen is the most crowded. There are a lot of people in each window.

Several people from Jiang Beize went to a window with relatively few people, and came in behind.

The female classmates on the left and right sides looked towards this side one after another, whispering.

"This is the new Jiang Beize from Class 6. He is so handsome and cute."

"Yes, yes, the skin is so white, there is no acne on the face!"

"I heard that he is a returnee, and his family is very rich. He is a rich second generation."

"Oh, it's good to be handsome, whether he has money or not."

"Hey, I really want to be friends with him."

"..."

It seems that after hearing their conversation, Jiang Beize looked over very naturally and smiled and hooked his mouth.

The fair-skinned and clean boy smiled softly, and the years were so peaceful, it really made the girls' hearts melt.

Jiang Beize faintly retracted his gaze, his face still wore an impeccable smile, his disdain and disgust were so deep in his eyes that no one could tell.

A man and a woman stood behind Jiang Beize.

"I blame you, go to the bathroom so late, now it's okay, the line is so long, it is estimated that we both have no rice, let alone food!" The girl groaned.

The boy smiled and coaxed: "Well, I will charge you Q coins to compensate you at night."

"You say that every time! But when did you charge me? The man's mouth is a deceitful ghost. Look at the CEO of the other Jiang Group. They give an empire to his wife for fun. You are good. This is Q coins. My money is going to hang on me!"

"Oh, what is the CEO of Jiang's family? It's nothing more than a paper tiger who is strong in the outside world. Jiang's family is about to collapse. Then he can only drink northwest wind!"

"How did you know?"

"My dad works for Jiang's family, he said when he went home, it is estimated that Jiang's family won't be able to hold it by the end of this month."

"Cut, but the CEO treats his wife very well!"

"The CEO counts as a woolen yarn. Look at it. When we graduate from high school, I will definitely be more promising than him." The boy tilted his head, triumphant.

"..."

Standing in front, Jiang Beize heard this conversation, his delicate brows wrinkled, and the fists that fell on his side were clenched.