Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"what?!"

"..."

The woman also said two things about applying for a card, but she didn't listen to her words and hung up the phone.

Yannian doesn't like a place like a bath center very much.

Some time ago, there was a lot of negative news in Lucheng. Some bathing centers under the guise of bathing, in fact, secretly performed some shady operations.

Of course, those who can spend a lot of money in the bath center are very rich.

They are not fools and do not massage the poor.

but--

Jiang Beiyuan is not short of money!

And he is handsome!

Yannian fell into thinking.

...

To pick up the child, Yannian told Ding Baoyi about the matter.

From the perspective of an onlooker, Ding Baoyi said: "I'd better ask clearly, don't wrong him."

"Well, I think so too, go back tonight and I will ask him!"

Speaking of this, Yannian sighed.

"He is still the same as before. He has a deep temper, and he keeps secrets. He doesn't tell me many things. Thinking about it now, he still misses the days when he lost his memory. At that time, he only remembers me. I don't need me to ask about anything. Just tell it all."

"Should be afraid of you thinking more, don't worry about it!"

"I know."

Yannian didn't want to think about it.

But the more you care, the more you will think about it.

"It may be my illusion, I always feel that he doesn't love me as much as before, and his feelings will fade over time."

"Hehe... A mere Gong Jun angered him into that kind of man, a woman who said you are capable, how do you want him to love you?"

"Screw you!"

Yan Nian grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it towards Ding Baoyi.

Ding Baoyi snorted, "Come on, go back to ask clearly before drawing conclusions, and then say--"

"What more?"

"Your husband is so good that you can pick roses even if you want to pick wild flowers. Why go to the massage parlor to pick dog's tail grass?"

Saying: "..."

Although she knew Ding Baoyi was comforting her, the more she said that, the more upset she became!

*

Coming out of Ding Baoyi's house, he took his son into the passenger seat and said that he would drive.

She has average driving skills and drove very slowly, so she is in no rush anyway.

"Jiang Qingchi, I will send you to kindergarten when you celebrate your third birthday."

"Oh!"

The little guy lowered his head to play with the seat belt, with his short legs crossed, white and tender.

The red light.

Yannian stopped the car.

Then he looked at him sideways and smiled, "Erzha, look at you Ma Ma, is it still as beautiful as before?"

"I dare not say that my mother is pretty!"

"Why?"

"Dad will eat dumplings!"

"……cut."

With a continuous smile, he rubbed his son's fur.

The phone rang, it was Jiang Beiyuan, and asked where she was.

Yannian replied that she had just picked up her son from Ding Baoyi's house.

"If the company is okay, come to the hospital now."

"What are you doing?"

"I think you can't do it?"

"Didn't you just see it last night?"

"Come here, I want to see you." Jiang Beiyuan said with one hand in his white coat.

"Ok you know, I will now turn around and carry my son over."

"Drive slowly, don't worry." Jiang Beiyuan exhorted each word.

"understood!"

People who have been in a car accident, pay special attention to traffic safety.

Yannian was already driving very slowly, and it took more than half an hour to get to the hospital.

Jiang Qingchi was unlovable and fell asleep leaning on the passenger seat.

"Wake up, get up."

Yannian didn't dare to lock her son in the car. It's hot now. It's not that there have been cases of children suffering from hypoxia and asphyxiation.