Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

As soon as the problem fell, the camera switched to Yu Lili again.

Yan Nian pursed her lips, narrowed a pair of almond eyes, staring at the screen for a moment.

Yu Lili looked down slightly, her face seemed to be shyly passing by, and she was just the right shyness to avoid making people want to think.

The next second the camera was given to Jiang Beiyuan.

Yannian, like the group of reporters, was waiting for Jiang Beiyuan's answer.

The latter's complexion was pale and cold, those scorching black eyes were without waves at the moment, and his voice was extremely cold, "I don't know, I'm not familiar."

"..."

The reporter who asked the question suddenly became embarrassed, and he couldn't help it.

Yu Lili seemed to have expected Jiang Beiyuan to say this a long time ago, she didn't feel embarrassed, she still had a delicate smile on her face.

The reporter wanted to save himself some face, and then laughed to make ends meet:

"Sure enough, President Jiang has always been famous for his image of a tough guy. Facing such a big beauty like President Yu, doesn't President Jiang feel that his words will hurt the beauty?"

"do not think so."

Jiang Beiyuan replied swiftly and sternly. He really wouldn't save Yu Lili any face.

The reporter was just about to retract the microphone, but saw Jiang Beiyuan's eyes swept away, his eyes were all looking over.

"In my eyes, my wife is unparalleled in the world, and I don't care about the rest of the beauties. I don't need to ask this kind of misunderstanding."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a clapping applause from below, the applause was noisy, and it seemed to be dealt with.

And the reporter who asked the question stood awkwardly in place, looking immobile like a petrochemical.

"Sorry."

Jiang Beiyuan suddenly opened his mouth again, with a rare and cold temperament on his body, and his voice was a bit impatient.

These two words were addressed to the reporter. The reporter struck a spirit and returned from the petrochemical state, "Mr. Jiang, what are you sorry for?"

Jiang Beiyuan was stern: "You are in the way, please let me please."

reporter:"……"

Then Jiang Beiyuan left.

The flash of the media only captured his back, tall and straight, slender and well-proportioned. He is like a strong bamboo between the sky and the earth, all alone.

Yannian retracted his gaze, lowered his head, couldn't help pursing his lips and laughed, eyebrows curled.

Guan Hai asked her what she was laughing at.

Yannian narrowed her smile, "It's nothing, I think the man on the TV just now is very handsome!"

"Ah, you said Jiang Beiyuan, everyone said he is a good man, but I haven't seen him in person, and I don't know if he is a good man."

"Tsk tusk, you are too innocent. Good men are all pretended to be in front of the camera. These days, who is not capable of setting up people? This kind of big boss talks in one way and another, and he may not know what he did behind the scenes. Betrayal of his wife." Sun Bei echoed.

Yannian snorted, "No, he is not that kind of person."

"Why, are you his wife? Do you know him?"

Sun Bei was chewing bubble gum and tilted his head to read Yan Nian, not caring under his eyes.

Yannian shook his head.

Some things don't need to be explained so much, anyway, these people don't know anything at all, they just watch the excitement from the perspective of a bystander.

Yannian continued to be busy.

Sun Bei was groaning with Guan Hai indifferently, while Guan Hai deliberately or unintentionally aimed at the direction of words and thoughts. His expression was a bit strange. He seemed to be worried about her emotions and wanted to chat with her, but felt that she was very Withdrawn, don't want to chat with anyone.

There was a "Welcome!"