Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Puff ha ha ha ha —"

Ding Baoyi smiled directly.

She thought it was a sensational eachother, but she didn't expect it to be such a funny sentence.

Yannian can't laugh.

Can't laugh at all.

She can't remember that part of the memory at all.

No impression at all.

She looked at the writing on it, and felt a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, and couldn't remember it for a while.

Especially the two words "wife", the pen is a little heavier, the fortitude and firmness at the arc closing point reveals the unyieldingness of the boy at the time, and the pride and self-confidence of returning home after the stallion.

More than ten years ago, that unruly boy, at this moment, only a vague shadow remained in her mind.

No one wants to lose part of the memory.

What's more, that part of the memory seems to be very important to her.

Or in other words, the important thing is not the memory, but the person.

As Ding Baoyi just said.

Her ignorance and carelessness may have hurt that person's heart.

in case.

She is saying if.

That boy named Jiang Ting really liked her so much...

"How can I do?"

Words are at a loss.

"I want to remember that part of my memory. I want to see Jiang Ting. I really want to know what happened in my junior high school. Why did I lose my memory, but what should I do?"

Yannian said to herself, and then plunged her head onto the table, unwilling to get up.

From Ding Baoyi's angle, she can only see her dark hair top and slightly trembling shoulders.

Ugh……

She must be uncomfortable.

Ding Baoyi pursed the corners of her mouth, no longer smiled, touched Yannian's hair, and sighed heavily.

"Well, don't feel bad, sister, I can tell you one thing!"

"what……"

Yan Nian raised her eyes slightly, a little careless, her eyes empty and without focus.

Ding Baoyi snorted silently, "I originally didn't plan to tell you about this. My old lady still plans to rely on this to promote the minister, but forget it, I am also a good manager now. After all, the minister is not as important as my sister. "

"Ok??"

Yan Nian's empty eyes finally had brilliance, and fell on Ding Baoyi's face, blinking puzzledly.

Ding Baoyi shook her head helplessly, took out her phone, opened the phone album, turned to the WeChat screenshot and pushed it in front of Yannian, in a stance of breaking the jar.

"Let's see for yourself, the comments your husband gave you that night, fortunately, my hands are fast."

"Hey?!"

Yan Nian looked at the picture.

"Why do you have Jiang Beiyuan's WeChat?"

To go...

Can this girl’s focus be on a normal channel?

Ding Baoyi silently rolled her eyes 180 degrees, and slammed her head with hatred for iron and steel.

"Please, your sister, am I the kind of white lotus green tea girlfriend?! It's not because you ran away from home last time and your husband was so anxious to find you that he wanted to contact me!"

"Oh oh, so what's the matter with this screenshot?"

Yannian's attention returned to the comment below.

Jiang Beiyuan actually commented on her--

The person next to the pillow is my first love.

Damn, treat her as his ex-girlfriend again, right? !

Obviously, it's not a good idea to advance his girlfriend this time, hey hey!

Ding Baoyi pursed the corners of her mouth. She really didn't know how to describe this nervous woman, "Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? He said you were his first love! First love! Understand?"