As Jiang Beiyuan spoke, the aloof man actually showed a little sadness. It disappeared in a flash, and was replaced by a pair of innocent and transparent black eyes with long eyelashes hanging down.
"Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I was just afraid of losing you. Also, no matter who I am, I have always had a soft spot for you."
Soft spot.
The reporters present exploded again.
Some were smiling with their lips pursed, some showed envy in their eyes, and some kept taking pictures of Jiang Beiyuan's face, not wanting to miss a single shot.
…
at the same time.
In the afternoon streets and alleys of Ningcheng, the streets outside the shopping mall are bustling with people, and one can see the heads one after another.
Everyone was pointing at Jiang Beiyuan inside the LED screen and talking about it.
Say that he is handsome, that he is affectionate, that his voice is magnetic and nice, that he is a good man.
The girl who was mixed in the crowd and whom the man had a soft spot for was motionless at the moment, frozen in place, like a petrified stick that could fall to the ground if the wind blew.
Until the person next to me smiled and said, "Who is his wife? She must have saved the galaxy in her previous life. She is so happy!"
Only then did Yan Nian come to his senses, trembled suddenly, stopped looking at the screen, and ran towards the bus stop.
I threw in the only one dollar coin I had in my hand, and the destination was the Jiang Group.
Today is really a lively day, even the small TV in the bus is playing Jiangbeiyuan.
Yan Nian randomly found an empty seat and sat down. She always liked to sit in the back, but this time she sat in the front row.
The closest location to the TV.
She tilted her chin slightly, staring at the all-too-familiar face in front of her, tears gradually blurring her vision.
"Oh, you little girls these days don't know what the last name is when you see a handsome guy..."
An old lady next to him handed over a piece of toilet paper and asked Yan Nian to wipe his tears.
Yan Nian said thank you, took the toilet paper and wiped a few tears casually, and then smiled at the old lady, with bright eyes and white teeth, like a child chasing stars.
"Grandma, he is so handsome, so handsome, the most handsome man I have ever seen!"
"Forehead… "
The old lady glanced at the screen in front of her. Jiang Beiyuan was extremely handsome, with clear facial features, and he looked like an oriental man who was cool and distinguished.
"This young man is good-looking."
The old man withdrew his gaze, then patted Yan Nian on the shoulder and said sincerely:
"But little girl, he's already married. It's obvious that he loves his wife very much. You'd better give up on this idea."
"… yes."
Yan Nian nodded in agreement, and for a moment his heart felt like a knife, and he saw blood from the knife.
"He doesn't talk much, and he often chats to death. His wife misunderstood her, and he never explained it until the critical moment. He also never said I love you to his wife. words, but he is the best person in the world. He will accommodate his wife in everything. When they quarrel, he bows his head first and admits his mistakes. He also silently pave the way for her wife, even though he never licks the lid of yogurt... "
Yan Nian choked up as he spoke.
I couldn't help but burst into tears at the end.
The old lady was startled and at a loss, she took out all the toilet paper in her pocket to wipe her tears.
You're so good, why are you crying again
I really don’t understand little girls these days.
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(End of chapter)