"Okay, you can leave quickly. Don't you have to go to the clinic at nine o'clock?" Wang Shuang became impatient.
Zhang Fan almost cried, but he had nothing to say, so he could only turn around and leave.
"Hey wait a minute-"
When he reached the door, Wang Shuang stopped him again.
Zhang Fan turned around, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked over with a bit of expectation, "Dean, have you changed your mind?"
"no."
Wang Shuang pointed at Zhang Fan's bangs that had long passed his eyes, with a look of disgust and contempt on his face.
"Take time out to get a haircut at noon. If you have long hair like a woman, what kind of man do you think you are?"
Zhang Fan: "..."
*
at the same time.
Ding Baoyi had just finished washing up at home when the doorbell rang.
The people standing outside were not unfamiliar to her, after all, she had just met them two days ago.
The rising light in the morning slants on this unique man. His facial lines are clean and smooth, handsome and graceful, and he is handsome and handsome.
At this moment, Ding Baoyi finally understood that such a man in this world is destined to bring disaster to the country and the people.
Because just a good face is enough to make women fight for him and fight to the death.
Unfortunately.
To others, his eyes have always been calm and cold. Only when he looks at the person he likes, his eyes will be stern, showing an expression that has been softened by the years.
"Mr. Jiang, why are you here again?" Ding Baoyi asked after coming back to her senses.
"I made breakfast for her, for one person."
Jiang Beiyuan handed over a lunch box and put it on the ground.
"oh… "
Ding Baoyi picked up the lunch box on the ground and thought dullly, the one-person meal meant it was for Yan Nian to eat, not for her.
OK.
"She hasn't gotten up yet?"
"Tell me Yan Nian, she just got up and is washing up now. Do you want to come in?"
"Not going in."
Jiang Beiyuan said calmly, and then took out a brand new bank card from his pocket and handed it over.
"There are one hundred thousand in it. The password is Nian Nian's birthday. You should know it."
"No, no, no, Mr. Jiang, I know what you mean, but I can't take your money!" Ding Baoyi was so frightened that her face turned pale.
"Take it."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was clear and clear, and there was no room for comment.
"She is the daughter-in-law of my Jiang family. She lives in your house, and she should pay you for her accommodation."
“…”
Ding Baoyi nodded and then accepted it.
Yan Nian had only stayed at her house for a few days, and Jiang Beiyuan gave her one hundred thousand yuan, which was almost as good as a five-star hotel.
"Take good care of her and don't leave her alone when she's sad."
After saying these words, Jiang Beiyuan left.
Ding Baoyi glanced at Jiang Beiyuan's back and saw that he was really gone. She sighed and came in with her things. She was startled by Yan Nian who was leaning against the wall.
"You're a liar, aren't you washing up?" Ding Baoyi patted her heart.
Yan Nian pursed his lips, his clear eyes dimming a little.
"I heard what he said."
"Sigh... Jiang Beiyuan is really a nice guy. What man would get up early in the morning to deliver food to his wife, and that's when she is having a tantrum with him. Why don't you send him a message and tell him not to worry about you? Otherwise I guess you’re in a bad mood, and he’s not doing well at work today.”
Yan Nian hummed, and after listening to Ding Baoyi's words, he sent a message to Jiangbeiyuan—
"do not worry about me."
He didn't reply.
She put her phone aside and sat at the dining table to eat.
Hearty breakfast.
Sliced pork with mushrooms, braised mutton, white jade shark's fin, red dates and autumn plow soup and spinach, fungus and egg soup.
(End of chapter)