Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan said nothing more.

He was not drunk.

It's just slightly drunk, nothing more.

Asked the bartender for a new glass of wine, and continued to sip slowly.

"Teach me a lesson."

His voice is very soft, I don't know if he is talking to Zhang Fan and Xu Kuangjie, or talking to himself.

He speaks in a casual tone, yet sad and heavy, just like a corner of grass illuminated by a lighthouse, although no one is alarmed, but lonely and hard to bear.

Looking up, he drank the cold spirits in his glass and swallowed it along with his depression.

The moment Jiang Beiyuan raised his head, Zhang Fan was stunned.

I didn't think he was so sultry before.

For the time being, a man was born utterly fierce, his expression at this moment was simply brilliant, making it difficult to look directly at him.

"Hey Xu Kuangjie——"

Zhang Fan leaned back, winking at Xu Kuangjie.

"What lesson did this fellow just say?"

Xu Kuangjie shrugged his shoulders dismissively, "He said he would teach himself a lesson, let alone!"

"So what's the matter?"

"What else is going on, I quarreled with his wife again, this time don't care about anyone, who cares about grandson!"

Xu Kuangjie has seen it through. There is a small noise for three days and a big noise for five days.

Do these two guys live together or play games as a house wine? Can they stop the meeting? ?

However, Jiang Beiyuan has a hard time, and he will not make others feel better.

For example, tonight, when Jiang Beiyuan called him, his tone was as secluded as Satan emerging from the depths of hell, "Go to the charm and drink and call Zhang Fan."

Xu Kuangjie was speechless, "I have no time tonight, I have an appointment with the boss of Shengshi Group to play billiards!"

Then Jiang Beiyuan said nothing.

He was just silent and extremely quiet, but the coldness on his body was exposed a little bit, and it got into Xu Kuangjie's ear along the earpiece, and it eroded his internal organs, making him shiver with cold.

Jiang Beiyuan: "Are you free?"

Xu Kuangjie wanted to cry, biting his posterior teeth and said, "Those who are free are free, Zhang Fan and I are free."

Jiang Beiyuan just hung up the phone.

Thinking of this, Xu Kuangjie held a breath in his heart.

Damn, he doesn't have a wife yet, but he worries about Jiang Beiyuan's housework every day, what is this? !

Zhang Fan didn't know what Xu Kuangjie was thinking, but he nodded and agreed with Xu Kuangjie's words, "It's hard for an upright official to break housework. It's up to you, who cares who is the grandson."

"Snapped!"

As soon as Zhang Fan's words fell, Jiang Beiyuan suddenly dropped another cup, and then swayed to his feet.

Zhang Fan was startled by his stature, squinting his eyes slightly, a scarlet light flashing through his eyes.

"Hey, just now, Xu Kuangjie said about his grandson, I don't know anything!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't look at him, picked up the car key on the table, and staggered away.

"He drank, is it okay?" Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Beiyuan's distant figure.

That slender figure merges into the crowd, but it is still conspicuous. As long as there is a light source, there must be him——

Jiang Beiyuan.

Xu Kuangjie snorted, "He is not drunk. If he is drunk, it won't be like this!"

"How about Jiang Beiyuan being drunk?"

The last time Chen Shuo went to the United States, Zhang Fan did not go to the farewell banquet, so it is not clear that Jiang Beiyuan was drunk.

Xu Kuangjie was too lazy to recall the past with Zhang Fan, playing with the wine lid in his hand, and coldly said: "Then you want to control you, anyway, this time, I don't care!"