Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"You dead girl, dare you let your mother go?! Ever since your dad died, you've become more capable, haven't you? You won't tell me if you make money and open a shop?"

While talking, he raised his other hand.

The wrist was clamped suddenly.

The strength this time is much heavier than the strength just said.

Ma Xueyan felt that her bone head was about to be broken off, so she screamed and raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

Yingyingyuli's standard posture. The man is wearing a white shirt and a black jacket on his shoulders. His pure black look sets off his three-point pale, three-pointed cold, his eyebrows are like pale ink, cold and arrogant and solitary, like a sharp blade out of a sheath. .

Yannian also looked at Jiang Beiyuan along the way, and his pale face fell into her eyes.

"Money—I lent it to Nian Nian."

Jiang Beiyuan said as he let go, his face was covered with frost.

Ma Xueyan rubbed her wrist and grinned, "Who are you again?!"

"I read it--"

"Ahem,"

Yan Nian hurriedly coughed at Jiang Beiyuan twice and winked.

As a result, Jiang Beiyuan came to the lips with a husband, and turned into a friend.

"Friend?" Ma Xueyan sneered.

"Which friend of hers is so rich, why don't I know!"

"Junior high school students, we have a good relationship."

junior high school?

If it weren’t for the fact that I didn’t know this man at all in junior high school, I would have believed in his nonsense.

Ma Xueyan had nothing to say, staring fiercely at Yan Nian.

"You pay the money you owe yourself, and I won't help you pay it back!"

I left after speaking.

Yan Nian's gaze fell on Jiang Beiyuan without obstacles.

The light fell on him, and his figure suddenly became taller.

"……Thank you."

Her politeness and her alienation fell in his eyes, making him disgusted.

The ghost and spirit girl who was fearless and fearless back then did not know where to go.

Jiang Beiyuan stared at the swollen half of Yannian's face, out of breath, "There is no medicine box or ice pack?"

Yannian shook her head, covering her face, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Jiang Beiyuan said nothing, turned and left.

Yannian didn't know where he was going, but he didn't say hello no matter how he left.

Within a few minutes, the man who had just gone out came back again with two ice bags in his hands.

He pulled her and sat down on the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, and spread her face.

She irritated him several times in the past, and he could not beat her, at most he just hit her **** twice to vent his anger. The girl's face was the most important thing, and the flesh and blood of his own mother did not. vague.

Yannian shrank back... "I'll do it myself!"

She is not used to such intimacy.

Jiang Beiyuan raised his other hand to hoop the back of her head to prevent her from moving.

The hand behind his head was generous and warm, and his breath fell in front of him.

It's so crisp, clear and sultry.

He stared at her, as if looking through her, looking at a period of time, looking at an old person.

Yan Nian was in a trance.

Thinking back to the day of the blind date a month ago.

The first time she saw this man, she had to admit that she was moved.

She is handsome, very stylish, fair-skinned, tall and thin, she likes the type.

As usual, she was straight to the point: "I'm not the place, do you mind?"

The man nodded, "I know."

"what?"

"I mean, I don't mind."

"……Oh."

"Then, shall we meet first?" she said.

The man shook his head, "I'm 28, and I'm a doctor again. I'm usually very busy. I don't have much time to socialize with you. Either get married or count."

"Married? But—"

"I will treat you well, and I will give you all the ease and loyalty you want."

"but……"

Yannian feels incredible.

"Why are you marrying me? This is our first meeting, isn't it?"

For some reason, as soon as her voice fell, she saw the man in front of her face suddenly turned cold.

"Because you look like my ex-girlfriend."