Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

ten minutes later.

Yannian left Jiang Beiyuan's office and reached out to stroke the lips that he had just kissed.

I still care about her.

The temptation comes out.

She has red eyes and a sore nose.

Obviously she cares so much, and she behaves so obviously, why should we divorce her.

Yannian sniffed hard.

This temptation is not enough, anyway, this time she must let Jiang Beiyuan take the initiative to talk about remarrying.

Do not.

If there is no real divorce, how to remarry?

She wanted Jiang Beiyuan to take back what he had said before, so that he would never dare to divorce her again!

...

That night.

It's beautiful and colorful.

The noisy and lively bar is full of singing and dancing, drunken fans, and the dance floor flickers.

In addition to the turmoil, the man embedded in the shadows is long and radiant, blending with the ink color. There is no light around him, but there is still light flowing around him.

"How does your wife feel like being your secretary for a day?" Xu Kuangjie held a cocktail and looked at the man beside him.

Drink a glass of wine.

Jiang Beiyuan stopped drinking, and squeezed the glass tightly.

"Let Zhao Quan get back tomorrow!"

"amount……"

Xu Kuangjie silently lit Zhao Quan three sticks of incense in his heart, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, his eyes narrowed slightly, he should be coming.

Looking around subconsciously, I saw two girls coming in at the door of the bar, pretending to say casually: "Oh, isn't that Ding Baoyi and your wife."

Jiang Beiyuan was taken aback.

Follow Xu Kuangjie's gaze and look over.

He could not see Ding Baoyi, he could not see any women, he could only see Yan Nian.

The little woman wearing a white sling top, a sleeveless style, a thin fabric, a miniskirt of the same color, two slender straight legs exposed to the air, shapely white.

Jiang Beiyuan's black eyes "cengcengceng" began to burst into flames, pinching the joints of the wine glass and creaking.

I watched that Qian Ying laughed with his sisters and walked to the most eye-catching bar area, and then hit up with the bartender.

Many wolves and tigers and leopards were looking at her, all with fierce faces.

He wanted to dig out the eyes of those people!

"..."

Xu Kuangjie had a full view of Jiang Beiyuan's reaction, and then pretended to cough twice, "Ding Baoyi is so beautiful today. The red skirt looks like that mosquito blood."

"You go and deal with it, so that those guys don't harass her in the past."

Jiang Beiyuan looked upset when they asked Yannian for their phone number one after another.

In normal times, he naturally has to deal with the rotten peach blossoms of Yan Nian himself.

Do not.

Change to normal.

He would never let her come to such a non-uniform place.

"Hey, your wife, don't you watch yourself well, let me deal with it? My nerves are misplaced!" Xu Kuangjie cleared his throat.

Jiang Beiyuan gave him a sharp look.

"Therefore, the heavens will come down to the people of Sri Lanka--"

"Damn! Not kind, you're doing this again!"

"go with."

"Certainly, I owe you all the time..."

Xu Kuangjie stopped the loss in time.

Jiang Bei Yuanguang's move was enough to make him subdued.

Soon, the group of men approaching Yannian disappeared.

Within a few miles, Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi were surrounded by women.

"He still cares about you." Ding Baoyi ordered a cup of "Red Flame", shook the glass, smiling at Yannian.

Yannian did not speak.

She lay on the table, staring at the wine glass in front of her.

The transparent light fell into her clear eyes, reflecting a sad light.

"Is my back exposed?" Yannian said suddenly.