Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

She said her English is not good, how can this be broken?

How do you say "Who are you looking for" in English?

"Then what...whoareyou?"

Hearing this, the other party smiled unhurriedly, "I can speak Chinese."

Say it soon!

Scared her!

"Who are you looking for?" Yan Nian cleared his throat and asked in Chinese.

The other party stretched his neck and looked inside, "Isn't Jiang Beiyuan at home?"

"I'm his wife, what do you want him to do?"

As soon as the voice fell, I wanted to bite my tongue.

If this person calls Jiang Beiyuan again, it will expose the fact that she is in his house. Is this called shooting himself in the foot?

The foreigner shrugged, "He came to me yesterday afternoon and did a comprehensive inspection. This is his inspection report. Could you please give it to him for me."

"Oh good..."

Yannian reached out subconsciously to take over the portfolio, but her brows were twisted.

Why does Jiang Beiyuan need to be checked? Is he unwell?

"I will give it to him, but please don't call him and say I am here, can you?"

The foreigner is a little unclear, so "Why should I call him?"

"Ah... it's okay, anyway, if you don't call, that's fine!"

After speaking, he closed the door.

I just remembered after closing the door, should I invite someone in for a cup of tea?

However, the crooked nuts have already left.

Yan Nian put the portfolio on the coffee table, thinking, as long as Jiang Beiyuan comes back, he will be able to see such a prominent location.

But why does he have to check?

This question went back and forth in her mind several times, like a pebble delivered to the middle of the lake, ripples in layers around.

If curiosity killed the cat, then her curiosity was enough for her to die several times.

But cats have nine lives, and it's okay to die twice.

She opened the portfolio carefully.

Then he grabbed a corner of a piece of paper and gently lifted it up.

The big characters "prostate" and "abnormal function of the dysfunction" came into her eyes.

"Snapped!"

After reading it, Yan Nian detained the report.

There was a loud bang in the brain, as if it had been bombed by an atomic bomb!

Jiang Beiyuan...

It turns out that there is a problem in that regard? !

Could it be that he broke up with his ex-girlfriend before because of that aspect? !

...

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Quietly, he returned to the flower shop.

When He Huaiguang was in the store, he saw Yan Nian and asked where she had gone.

Yannian shook his head, saying nothing.

Something is wrong.

He Huaiguang stared at her back... She had already walked straight to the kitchen in the back room.

After a while, Xu Kuangjie came.

Ask Yannian beggar.

Xu Kuangjie drove a blue Lamborghini today, with a key ring hung on his fingers, making He Huaiguang look at the stars.

"Good cousin."

The kid is so flattering.

Xu Kuangjie sneered and snorted. He had just cut an inch two days ago, and he seemed very refreshing and tough.

"I think your kid is addicted to working as a wage earner here."

"Hey, easy, good."

"Have never heard a word, born of sorrow, and died of happiness?"

Xu Kuangjie raised his eyebrows, his tone was particularly dissatisfied, and the corners of his eyebrows were full of disgust.

"At the latest next month, you must resign and come to our company to help me, or my aunt will come back, how can I explain to her?"

"Oh, got it..."

He Huaiguang touched the tip of his nose, and saw Xu Kuangjie not beating.

This damsel's movements, damsel's temperament, mixing with women every day, just can't do it!

Xu Kuangjie kicked him hard.

"Don't touch your nose in the future, women will touch your nose!"

He Huaiguang: "..."

Yan Nian came out of the back room with a lunch box in his hand.

A long distance away, the smell of meat floated over.

Xu Kuangjie took the lunch box and sniffed, "Did you make a lot of meat today?"

Yan Nian hummed, and suddenly sighed almost inaudibly.

"Let him eat all of the dishes made today. They are all good for him. Don't say that I made them."

Xu Kuangjie:

Even if he didn't say it, Jiang Beiyuan had already tasted it.

"Say you just said it is good for him, what do you mean? What good is it for him?"