The words just fell.
Everyone was in an uproar and shocked, as if they had learned some shocking news.
"Mr. Jiang, are you married?!"
"can not see?"
Jiang Beiyuan asked back, raising his left hand. The slender hand had clear joints, and the platinum ring on the ring finger of his left hand was shining.
The reporter paused for a few seconds, and the expression on his face turned into a kaleidoscope: "Mr. Jiang, you have hidden it too deeply. I guess almost no one here knows about your marriage. Is your wife also here today?"
"No, she's shy."
"Can you tell me which family your wife is a daughter of?"
"She is not a socialite or aristocrat."
Jiang Beiyuan's tone did not change, but his expression was covered with a light layer of warmth and affection.
"But in my heart, she is the unique young lady and my treasure."
"Wow~~"
Reporters heckled.
"Mr. Jiang, I really can't believe that such a cold person like you can talk about love!"
"I don't know how to talk about love, but I am willing to say this to her."
"Oh my god..."
The reporter suppressed the urge to scream and was speechless.
"I'm so envious of your wife for having such an outstanding husband, Mr. Jiang!"
"Thank you. We have been together for ten years. You can only be envious."
Jiang Beiyuan was joking, but his voice revealed an inexplicable pride and pride, and the smile on his lips changed from innocent to inexplicable calculation.
as expected.
The next second.
The reporter immediately grasped the point -
"Ten years?!"
“…”
The other reporters in the audience looked at each other in confusion and couldn't help but whisper to each other.
"Mr. Jiang, is your wife your first love?"
"yes."
Jiangbeiyuan did not deny it and nodded to himself.
"She is my first love and my ex-girlfriend."
"Ex-girlfriend? What do you mean?"
"I lost her once before, and there was a gap between us."
"Why did you lose it?"
"Lin Lin Zong Zong."
Jiang Beiyuan smiled lightly, not wanting to explain too much in public.
The reporter understood and nodded.
It is rumored that Jiang Beiyuan has never liked others to reveal his private life. Today, it seems that this is not the case. At least he has taken the initiative to inform the public that he is married.
"Mr. Jiang, can you tell us specifically what kind of person your wife is? I believe that not only the reporters in the audience, but also the national audience outside the venue would also like to know!"
The smile on Jiang Beiyuan's lips widened a bit, and he rubbed the wedding ring on his left ring finger, circle after circle.
"I'm bad at studying and have a bad temper, but I like it very much."
"Mr. Hahajiang, it turns out that you like girls with bad tempers and bad tempers, which is really unexpected!"
"She also has many advantages that attract me. Her character is my ideal type."
"Wow, ideal type. Mr. Jiang, you are really good at talking. I wonder if your wife can see what you said!"
"I hope she sees that."
Jiang Beiyuan said every word.
He looked at the camera, as if looking through the camera at the person in his heart.
Those eyes were dark and deep, with a hint of sincerity and determination at the bottom of them. That sincerity was so sincere that it was almost moving, like a touch of drunkenness, which made people feel frightened just by looking at it.
This time, without waiting for reporters to ask questions, he took the initiative to explain:
"She got a little angry with me today because I hid something from her and made her unhappy."
(End of chapter)