Chapter 413: Your old rival!

The next moment, Jiang Beiyuan's slender finger slipped and calmly deleted the two messages of adding friends.
Yannian finished the shower and walked out of the bathroom.
Against the background of the light, a plain and white goose-egg face with pale pink, beige and thin suspender nightdress, with dense long hair casually draped over the shoulders, flat abdomen, bare feet on the warmth of the carpet on the floor.
Jiang Beiyuan's eyes fell on Yan Nian.
Looking at her, his eyes were not right.
There is desire and anger.
Yannian didn't care to wipe her hair: "What's the matter with you?"
The man on the bedside pursed his thin lips, and without a word he pulled her over and pressed her under him...
...
The next day.
After Jiang Beiyuan had a regular morning meeting, he strode towards the office.
Song Yikai followed behind him, condensing the slender figure of the man in front of him, feeling that Jiang Beiyuan today seems to be holding a sigh of breath, and the temperament of his whole body is much colder than the previous two days.
"Boss boss,"
Song Yikai chased to the front, side by side with Jiang Beiyuan.
"The veteran of the French MJ Group wants to ask you to play golf. When will I book you a ticket?"
"Don't go." Jiang Beiyuan's tone was very secluded.
"Oh……"
Song Yikai raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose. It is not easy to be an assistant to the boss. The boss turned his face faster than a book.
"Then let the vice president go?"
"Yep."
"Good boss, I—"
"boom."
Jiang Beiyuan had already returned to the office first and closed the door. Song Yikai was a step late and did not stop his foot. The tip of his nose hit the door panel, and the pain made him almost cry.
He just wanted to say, "I have finished the materials for the meeting, would you like to read it?" That's it.
"boom--"
The door of the president's office opens directly from the outside.
"Jiang Ting!!"
It was Xu Kuangjie who came in, shaking the car key with his right index finger, with a flat face, careless and unworthy.
Jiang Beiyuan sat at his desk and looked at the documents, his black eyes shot at him like a knife, seeming to be dissatisfied with his open mouth.
"Hey, guess who I just saw downstairs in your company?"
Xu Kuangjie said, sitting down in front of Jiang Beiyuan, playing with the catalpa wood pen holder on his desk.
Jiang Beiyuan has no birds, his noble head hangs down.
"Meng Zi Ye, Meng Zi Ye!"
Seeing that he was indifferent, Xu Kuangjie took the pen holder and knocked his table.
"It's your old rival, that ugly dick! But the Meng Ziye who was the first to be nosy to the dean's office to complain!"
"Endless?"
Jiang Beiyuan finally lifted his eyelids, his body was bleak, and there was a hint of impatience in the depths of his eyebrows.
"Hahaha stop making trouble, stop making trouble!"
Xu Kuangjie accepted it when he saw it, waved his hand and coughed twice, "Tell you the business, you asked me to investigate the car accident ten years ago. Guess what, the driver committed suicide immediately after hitting someone. Obviously he was instigated. Yes, and this operation is exactly the same as the little nurse who died."
Only Yan Nian was not killed.
Unfortunately, the little nurse died.
The driver who caused the accident twice was also a gambler who owed a debt. He committed suicide immediately after hitting someone. He did not leave himself a way to survive and did not leave any opportunity for questioning.
Jiang Beiyuan put down the pen in his hand, propped his chin with one hand, and stared at the desktop.
Xu Kuangjie looked at him and frowned.
This kind of eyebrows are long and slender, with moderate thickness. When the eyebrows are drooping, there is always a kind of godlike spirit of the ancient way, unlike a mortal.
"then?"
Jiang Beiyuan suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes snapped at the front, and a bit of horror appeared.