Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Guoteng was not upset, and laughed heartily, "You, you, I really don't know what to say about you!"

Seeing Jiang Guoteng's happy appearance, Pei Jinling smiled dryly, but she was almost mad at her son.

Why don't you get the hang of it?

What a perfect match for a girl like Anqing!

"They all learned from you, chairman, but I think people have a better vision than you."

Jiang Beiyuan said, his tone was very meaningful, and he walked away again after saying this.

Gazing at the slender figure of his son who was going away, like a bamboo, Jiang Guoteng stroked his beard with an undiminished smile.

"Jin Ling, I really have to thank you for giving birth to me such a good son, this temper and this character, let me go, I like it so much!"

"Ha ha……"

Pei Jinling is naturally happy. As long as Jiang Guoteng likes Jiang Beiyuan, then the company will naturally belong to Jiang Beiyuan.

But what should be pretended to be on the face is to pretend, and what should be modest is to be modest.

"Don't praise him, be careful to praise him, he is not big or small now!"

"Hahaha, since he was a kid, this kid is so good, but he has been praised by others, don't worry, he is so old, he knows what he is doing!"

Jiang Guoteng clasped Pei Jinling's waist tightly, and Pei Jinling leaned against him shyly.

...

After half an hour.

The huge press conference was full of friends and seats.

The CEOs of some large companies took their seats one after another, and reporters from various media have also sat down in order, taking pictures of the press conference.

At ten o'clock, the lights in the venue gradually went out, leaving only the beam on the stage.

The speech was made by Jiang Guoteng, and Jiang Beiyuan did not appear.

At this moment, the latter was standing in a dark corner of the stage, leaning against the wall, holding a bottle of yogurt in his hand and taking two sips slowly.

His dark black figure blends with the ink color, and the peach eyes in the dark are narrow and bright, fascinating, and contain a bit of sharp and wise light.

The flashes of the media were directed at Jiang Guoteng on the stage, and no one paid attention to Jiang Beiyuan off the stage.

In fact, the news of Jiang Beiyuan's return to the company was not a big publicity. Nowadays, apart from the people inside the company, few companies know about Jiang Beiyuan.

So much the better.

He hates trouble most, and hates all kinds of glances.

A bottle of yogurt was almost drunk, Jiang Beiyuan threw the bottle into the trash can, and then leaned against the wall with his hands overlapped, his eyes aimed at the words and thoughts diagonally forward.

Only her was in his eyes.

The girl he has loved for ten years.

Yan Nian was sitting in the third-to-last row, whispering to Ding Baoyi, without noticing Jiang Beiyuan.

And Jiang Beiyuan also didn't notice. When he looked at his wife wholeheartedly, two gazes of nostalgia and resentment came from the side.

Do not.

It is four ways.

Two people, four eyes, and only him in the bottom of the eyes.

"..."

After Jiang Guoteng's speech was over, Yannian realized that Jiang Beiyuan was not present.

I looked around and finally met him in the corner.

It turned out he had been watching her.

Being caught by her, she was still so frank and direct, she did not peek at others' guilt or guilt.

It was not easy to notice him at last.

Jiang Beiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, and urged his fingers.

His actions were fascinating, inexplicably sultry, Yannian pursed his lips, blushed and reached out to poke Ding Baoyi's shoulder...