Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"The boss was in the bathing center. After I went there, I saw him massaging. Then I came out without stopping."

Jiang Beiyuan paused after speaking.

"What else does Mrs. Jiang want to ask?"

She was even embarrassed to ask her.

Yannian snorted.

"It's that kind of informal massage place, right?"

"Who told you that?"

"So that's it! Why didn't you tell me about it yesterday?"

"You don't believe me?" Jiang Beiyuan's eyes sank.

"I didn't believe you, I just wondered why you didn't tell me about this yesterday."

"It's not an important matter, don't say it."

"Oh! In your Jiang Beiyuan's eyes, my affairs must be fully revealed, even if a male employee, I must explain clearly to you, you don't have to tell me anything about your affairs, right!"

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Beiyuan frowned.

"It’s nothing wrong with me! I don’t think Gong Jun’s matter is important before, but if I don’t tell you, you will be very angry and have been in a cold war with me for several days. This time you go to the bathing center and you think it’s not important. Compare your heart to your heart. If you don't tell me, I will be angry too!"

"I went in, but I didn't let those inconsistent women massage me, nor let them touch my finger."

Jiang Beiyuan is still patient.

He is telling the truth, and he will never do anything that I am sorry to say.

Whether it is his upbringing, his education, his values ​​and morals, or his belief and loyalty to love, he is not allowed to betray his marriage.

"Then since there is no massage, you should have told me yesterday! Not that I knew it through someone else's mouth."

Yannian exhaled.

"A strange woman called me this morning and said that you had applied for a membership card from them and asked when it is convenient for you to recharge. Now you can charge 1,000 and return 500!"

"I don't know what membership card, I haven't applied for it." Jiang Beiyuan frowned and said, thinking a little bit in his eyes.

"Why did they call me?!"

"Mom and dad, don't quarrel, okay!"

Standing at the door of the lounge, Jiang Qingchi came out barefoot with eyes full of fear.

Xu Ye heard Jiang Beiyuan and Yannian's movement.

Yannian pursed her lips, annoyed.

It's all because of her speaking too loudly and awakening the child.

In fact, she didn't want to fight with Jiang Beiyuan, but his answer really made her dissatisfied.

"come."

Jiang Beiyuan opened his arms.

The little guy ran to his father barefoot and was picked up by Jiang Beiyuan with one hand.

"Don't be afraid, no quarrel, mom and dad love each other very much, just quarreling just now."

"Then don't talk so much, okay!"

Jiang Qingchi hugged Jiang Beiyuan's neck, shed two tears, and was quickly wiped away by the back of his hand.

"Dad, you are a man, just let your mother, you said that men have to tolerate women, right?"

"Well, I see, I will take you to the garden outside and let mom think about it."

As he said, he glanced sideways at Yannian on the sofa and bent his eyebrows.

"Your mother is very smart and will think clearly."

"..."

Yan Nian knew that Jiang Beiyuan was under the steps for her. He said that, and she couldn't say anything more.

"I'll hold my son, go and work, and then we will go home as soon as possible for a family of three!"

Yannian stood up and said.

"Alright. I'll talk to Wang Shuang."

Jiang Beiyuan handed Jiang Qingchi to Yan Nian, and went out to work.

After half an hour, the three of them returned home. Jiang Beiyuan held his son to see Yuli, while Yannian went back to the bedroom and entered the bathroom.

She remembered seeing Jiang Beiyuan’s jacket yesterday, which he put in the dirty clothes basket before going out.

They slept too late last night, so their clothes were not washed.

If Jiang Beiyuan really applies for a membership card, that card should be placed in his jacket or in his pants pocket.

found it!

Yan Nian grasped the dark green jacket, fingers trembling, and stretched out a hand to fumble towards the jacket pocket.

Not one pocket.

She fumbled in another pocket...