"Good morning, young man!"
The old man who was jogging in the morning greeted Jiang Beiyuan.
"Morning." Jiang Beiyuan's voice was gentle.
The uncle ran away happily.
He struck up a conversation with a handsome guy today.
Yan Nian ran all the way from home. Before she could get closer, Jiang Beiyuan subconsciously opened his arms, and then hugged her after she ran over.
"Slow down from now on, don't be in a hurry."
"I know, I'm afraid you'll be anxious!"
"Not in a hurry."
He said calmly, held her in his arms and put her in the passenger seat, then walked around to the driver's seat and started the car.
Everything is fine today.
Safe journey.
Yan Nian was chattering in his ear about the meeting this morning, that he would be very busy today, that he was extremely busy every Monday, and that he finally understood the sadness and difficulty of being a boss.
Jiangbeiyuan listened to all this quietly.
Arrive at the door of Yan Nian Company.
Jiang Beiyuan grabbed her wrist and pulled her over, and kissed her forehead hard without saying a word.
Kissing the forehead is a holy kiss, representing his solemnity and sincerity.
Yan Nian lowered his head and blinked, with a confused look on his face, "What happened to you today?"
There is nothing strange about Jiangbeiyuan today.
"It's okay, I just want to kiss you, okay?"
"Tch, here we go again!"
Yan Nian was used to it, so he smiled and boldly pinched his face.
"If you are free this afternoon, come pick your wife up and take her home!"
"Yeah, sure."
"Then don't come over at noon. I'm very busy today and I don't have time to eat with you at noon."
"… kindness."
"Okay, let's see you tonight~bye~"
After Yan Nian finished speaking, he opened the car door and got out of the car.
Jiang Beiyuan stared at Yan Nian's retreating back through the car window.
The red dress took advantage of her. The twenty-three-year-old girl was young and energetic, like a beautiful butterfly, spreading its wings and flying away.
He looked at her for a while, until her figure completely disappeared from his sight, Jiang Beiyuan started the car and left.
At that time, Jiang’s group.
Today is destined to be a bloody storm.
The main entrance has been surrounded by a large number of reporters.
As soon as Jiang Beiyuan's car stopped and he got out of the car, reporters swarmed up and raised their microphones to his face.
"Mr. Jiang, the chaotic and extravagant private life of the chairman's wife was exposed this morning. Do you know about this?"
"Mr. Jiang, I heard that Chairman Jiang and his wife have been living their own lives outside. Is this true?"
"Mr. Jiang, because of the continuous negative news about the chairman and his wife, Jiang's stock market has continued to fall and has reached a trading halt. What do you think of this matter?"
"Mr. Jiang..."
There are countless mouths in front of you, chattering, you say something and I say something.
Jiang Beiyuan remained silent, his face as cold as frost, and the displeasure and hostility between his handsome brows were revealed.
The reporter closest to him was frightened by his expression and eyes, and subconsciously took half a step back. He felt a coldness gradually spread from his back to his limbs. The man in front of him was a terrifying man!
“Boss—here I come!”
Song Yikai, who broke through the siege, came to the rescue with more than a dozen bodyguards.
Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly, with bodyguards surrounding him on both sides. He adjusted the cufflinks of his suit with his slender fingers, and then strode towards the company.
Song Yikai looked at Jiangbeiyuan's back.
His slender back was straight and straight, and a sharp shadow trailed out from his back.
As he walked, even the breeze on his sleeves was like a continuous drizzle, and a piece of clear light fell like a cool moon on water.
Boss, come on! !
(End of chapter)