Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Nothing or people, you can't forget."

Jiang Beiyuan's tone was light, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.

The sadness and nostalgia for the past that came out of his eyes were well covered by him.

"I told you that if you were only used as a substitute, I wouldn't be so good to you at all. I didn't regret it at all when I married you. I never regretted it from beginning to end. Can you understand?"

"..."

Yannian was completely speechless.

Someone once told her that words in the mood are lie.

Especially men.

Men are the best lying creatures in the world.

but.

If this man uses his true feelings in his mind, his expression, tone, and actions can make people appreciate the weight of his words.

So Yannian was stunned.

Because of Jiang Beiyuan's sentence "No regrets, never regrets".

Seeing her stupidly dumbfounded, Jiang Beiyuan couldn't help being laughed, holding her face in both hands, her thin lips falling, and kissing the teardrops from the corners of her eyes.

"Mrs. Jiang, can you understand what your husband means, eh?"

"……Ok!!!"

Yannian completely returned to his senses, and his heart was moved, and he grabbed Jiang Beiyuan's neck hard.

What he means now is that he likes her too. This liking has nothing to do with his ex-girlfriend, just like the feeling that she likes him, heart-to-heart, right?

The original, the sentence he said:

"In terms of feelings, no one is more pure than my feelings", it is true!

So now, can she and Jiang Beiyuan enter a brand new beginning?

Yannian felt extremely happy.

Jiang Beiyuan had already given her an attitude, and she didn't have to worry about his past.

Who hasn't passed?

"Okay, in that case, the question just now can be turned over. Now let us talk about you as the president!"

Should come, still have to come.

Can't hide.

Yannian let go of Jiang Beiyuan, looking at him with a pair of bright eyes, with his arms crossed still at his elbows, and then slightly narrowed the bony apricot eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, please explain, you left the stall so aggressively in the hospital, did you plan ahead?"

"Wife, I..."

"Wait!"

Yannian raised a finger and shook it in front of him.

"Tsk tusk tusk, I thought you were unemployed and couldn’t find a job, so I reluctantly sold my hard-working flower shop, planning to find a high-paying job to support my family. Now it seems that everything is arranged by you. Well, you asked me to keep Dong Jiang’s business card before. You had planned it, right, President Jiang? Big boss Jiang? Huh?!"

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan pursed his lips wittily inward, like an innocent milk pack, and his two sharp eyebrows were pulled down at this moment.

"Daughter-in-law, won't you help me by my side? Let's make a tree together."

"Please, what tree is my name? You have arranged everything for me, and that one hundred thousand yuan salary is also deducted from your own account, right?!"

When it comes to this, the tone of Yannian goes up a bit.

If Jiang Beiyuan paid her a salary, she would choke him to death in the next second, don't stop anyone!

What kind of person, let her make her own family's money.

Knowing what she meant in a second, Jiang Beiyuan raised a hand and sweared, "Your position is approved by the board of directors, and the salary is paid out of the company's account. Don't worry."