Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

The top restaurant is well-deserved.

The environment here is elegant and high-end, overlooking the scattered high-rise buildings, the scenery is bright and colorful.

He Huaiguang had already booked a position near the window, and after he took his seat, he asked if he would call Ding Baoyi over.

Yannian waved her hand and said no.

Ding Baoyi is now working in the company. The manager of the sales department usually takes Ding Baoyi's busiest day on Friday. He meets customers and checks reports. If anyone bothers her at this time, she will definitely be anxious.

He Huaiguang nodded, and that was just right. He didn't want anyone to disturb him and Yan Nian's solitude: "You order, and see what you want on the menu."

Hearing this, Yannian scratched his face with embarrassment.

"How about you order, I think the food here should be good, I'm not picky."

Anyway, whoever treats, who orders.

He Huaiguang smiled and ordered it after seeing which dish was good.

Soon, the serving waiter put an hourglass here. The rule of eating at the mountain top restaurant is to serve you all the dishes before the hourglass runs out. If you fail to do so, the meal will be free. .

Yannian couldn't help but slap her tongue when she saw this, "I would have ordered all the dishes here, and see if he can get it!"

He Huaiguang couldn't laugh or cry, "What good things do you think? People will definitely not give you a chance to waive the bill. You are a fool to be the boss."

"Huh, that's what I said."

She curled her eyebrows, very soft and soft, and she seemed to be immersed in warm water.

He Huaiguang just looked at her and felt that his heart became very soft.

"Talk about it."

"what's wrong?"

Yan Nian picked up a chopstick's Xiao Surou, his eyes were shining, and he didn't even notice the look in the eyes of He Huaiguang who was looking at her, just like she looks at Xiao Surou at the moment.

"actually, I--"

"What do you want to say to her?"

There was a clear voice beside him, the voice was very cold, but the sound quality was very good.

This familiar voice is...

Yan Nian looked sideways.

The piece of crispy meat held by the chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Jiang Beiyuan?"

The top of her head was enveloped by Jiang Beiyuan's tall figure, and the other party pulled her up from the seat without saying a word, "Follow me."

"Hey, where are you going? I haven't eaten yet!"

"Something happened to your flower shop, let's go."

Hearing that, Yannian stopped struggling, and was tossed away by Jiang Beiyuan. While looking back at He Huaiguang, I apologized, "You can eat by yourself today, and let's have another meal someday!"

Still thinking about next time?

Jiang Beiyuan's face sank to the bottom.

...

Black Aston Martine.

The air pressure is a bit dull.

"Send you a message, did you see it."

The man driving in the main driver's seat had cold eyes, with a sharp edge, the Breguet men's classic watch on his wrist flashed a dim light.

"Yes, got it."

"Why don't you return?"

Yannian raised her head and looked at the car roof silently, spitting out three big characters in a muffled voice——

"No, think, come back."

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan held the slender joints of the steering wheel and squeezed tightly, and stopped talking, but the speed was a bit fast.

Tree shadows lined up outside the car window.

Soon, Yannian saw that this line was not quite right.

It’s not that something happened to the flower shop. What do you do in the hospital? ?

And it's not a central hospital, but a people's hospital.

"Hey, didn't you say something happened to the flower shop?!"

Jiang Beiyuan didn't answer, and with a blank expression, he unfastened his seat belt, "Get out of the car."

Saying: "..."

The "business" of the People's Hospital is not as good as that of the Central Hospital, and the front desk brother who is responsible for handling refunds is dozing off with his cheeks.

A slender joint was slightly bent, and it knocked in front of him.

Brother woke up.

Seeing the visitor, he quickly wiped the drool and stood up, respectfully calling, "Brother Jiang!"

Just a salute.

Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly, and glanced at what he was standing beside him, squinting slightly at his words.

He knew she was unhappy.

However, he was not happy either.

"This is your sister-in-law."

"what?!"

The little brother was taken aback, and immediately nodded as if pounding garlic, "Hello sister-in-law, sister-in-law, good luck!"