Chapter 1: Jiang Beiyuan

Civil Affairs Bureau.
The staff handling the marriage certificate glanced at the two newlyweds in front of him.
Man, tall and handsome, with outstanding temperament.
Woman, petite and exquisite, with red lips and white teeth.
They are a pair of talents and women.
"The two got married voluntarily?" The staff asked formulaically before stamping.
The woman pursed her mouth and said nothing.
The man glanced at the woman, knowing that she was a little unhappy, and withdrew his gaze calmly, his thin lips opened slightly, and he only faintly confided the word "Yes".
"Okay, I wish you a hundred years!"
As soon as the staff member's voice fell, with two bangs, the woman only felt that her head was also banged twice.
On this day of May 21, she will no longer be a single noble!
...
"Eldest sister! You just married yourself for a mere two hundred thousand?!"
In the cafe, Ding Baoyi looked up and down the words and thoughts in front of her with her mentally retarded eyes.
Small face with goose eggs, shallow eyebrows, clear watery almond eyes with filter effect, small nose tip, and pink lips.
The figure is also very good, although she is not D like her, but Yan Nian is also C anyway.
Since childhood, Yannian has always been a class flower, and was pursued by the rich second generation before. Now, for a mere two hundred thousand, she married herself to a broken doctor. Ding Baoyi is worthless for her!
Yannian didn't care about it. She took a sip of coffee and shrugged her shoulders faintly. "What can I do, my mother won't support me, I don't have money to shop, and the loan is not enough, and he said... Will be nice to me."
"If a man says he's good to you, can you believe it? I don't know if you believe a man, a sow can climb a tree?"
Yan Nian raised her eyebrows, "He...knows that I am not a business."
Hearing this, Ding Baoyi couldn't say a word.
Yes.
If it weren't for this, Yannian would have married a long time ago.
Her former boyfriend, both of them were getting married. They had a pre-marital checkup. The doctor said that Yannian was not good. The other party regretted the marriage on the spot, and he yelled "broken shoes!"
From then on, Yannian's temperament became cold. Before interacting with others, I must ask the last sentence:
"I'm not a place, do you mind?"
Thinking of this, Ding Baoyi couldn't help but sighed heavily.
"It wasn't your fault back then, you didn't even see the person's face clearly, did you?"
"That matter, I don't want to mention it again."
When everyone was young and frivolous, her youth and frivolousness was when she was eighteen years old when she was drunk in the bar and slept with a man who couldn't see his face.
"Boom boom."
The sudden sound of knocking on the table attracted the attention of Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi at the same time.
The man in front of him was in a suit and leather shoes. His facial features were not that exquisite, but his bones were straightforward, his edges and corners were firm, his skin was a healthy wheat color.
Yan Nian glanced at Ding Baoyi.
"your friend?"
Before Ding Baoyi could speak, the man looked at Yannian, "I have something to tell you alone."
Yannian: "I don't know you."
Man: "You must know Jiang Beiyuan."
nonsense.
Jiang Beiyuan is her husband.
It would be strange if she didn't know her.
Ding Baoyi got up after seeing the situation, "I remembered that the natural gas in my house was not turned off, I'm leaving now!"
"Hey--"
Yannian suffocated her mouth secretly when she glanced at the good girlfriend who was not taking care of her luck.
bad friend!
The man sat down opposite Yannian and handed over a gold-plated business card.
The words "Xu Kuangjie, CEO of Xu Group" above are a bit hot.
"I'm Lao Jiang's friend. He is sick and he has not gotten better with a cold for a few days. You can take care of him and he will heal faster."
Hearing this, he was speechless, "I am not Hua Tuo by looking for a doctor if I am sick."
After receiving the certificate, she never saw Jiang Beiyuan again.
I still remember that when she came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau that day, she said goodbye and drew a line from her legal husband, "We said yes, we will not interfere with each other after we get married."
At that time, she remembered Jiang Beiyuan's face was ugly, three-pointed cold, four-pointed dull, "I never told you that."
"Hey, before getting married, I agreed to take what I needed. I got 200,000 yuan. If you have a need, you will find me. If there is no need, I will live in the flower shop these days."
As soon as the voice fell, the man's face was getting colder.
"……whatever."
After these two words fell on his thin lips, he turned and left.
The light and shadow alternated, the setting sun cut his back, and cut a lonely coldness on the ground.
The slender and broad silhouette of Jiang Beiyuan echoed in her mind...