Chapter 201

Jiangbeiyuan stopped for a while.

At this moment, a touch of sadness and loss appeared in his eyes.

It's a scar that has lasted for many years. It's always touched and emerged inadvertently. His slightly drooping fingertips can't help shaking.

He didn't look back.

The voice is thin, as if from a distant country -

"maybe, maybe not."

“……”

Wang Shuang stood in place, watching the shadow of this man fall on the ground, dragging out a long shadow.

The shadow changes from long to short, just like a person's life, which will eventually fade away.

*When Yannian received Ding Baoyi's call, he was sitting in the front passenger seat, looking out of the window, thinking about who would cook tonight.

Ding Baoyi went straight to the theme: "after identification, Xu Anqing is a white lotus that comes out of mud but doesn't dye. Be careful."

I'm happy with my words.

How did Ding Baoyi identify the goods?

Before she could reply, Ding Baoyi's message came back:

"if you can't deal with it alone, please pull on me. My 80 meter fingernails are ready!"

Yannian is amused by Ding Baoyi.

Eyebrow eyes bend to reply to her: "80 meters fingernails? Sister Ding, are you going to die? "

In the driving jiangbeiyuan, taking advantage of the red light, he glanced at Yannian.

Look at her. Her eyes are like peach blossoms, like a little mouse trying to figure out something.

"Who can I send messages to, so happy?"

"Oh No one, Ding Baoyi. This guy is so funny. He's killing me! "

Yannian did not hide from jiangbeiyuan. After sending the message, he put away the mobile phone, looked at him, cleared his throat, and asked, "are you going to resume your job, and continue to be a doctor later?"

"There will be a report meeting in a few days."

The sound line of Jiangbei abyss is shallow, with a kind of laziness, "I'm going to Licheng, and after finishing this report, I won't be a doctor."

"Then what do you do?"

Yannian thinks he has figured out how to continue to be a doctor, but it seems that this is not the case.

Jiangbeiyuan smiled, and his curved face was covered with a layer of warmth

"Really, would you like to be a cook?"

"Isn't it good for a wife to be a tree, a husband to be a grass foil, and a woman to sing along with her husband?"

His tone is as casual as talking about the weather, which makes Yannian even feel that the man really intends to go back to seclusion and is willing to be the man behind her.

Tut.

But how could she always think something was wrong.

……

Wenyuan Pavilion.

The door of the villa is open.

Yannian had expected someone in it.

Jiangbeiyuan holds her, two people just enter the porch, bursts of smell of rice fragrance.

At this time, Pei Jinling, jiangbeiyuan's mother, sat in the restaurant with a dignified posture.

And Xu Anqing is setting dishes and chopsticks. He is wearing an apron around his waist. His eyes are on jiangbeiyuan. He smiles sweetly. "Brother Beiyuan, you are back. Why don't you say hello? I knew I would make more dishes!"

Yannian looks at five or six dishes on the table, such as small crispy meat, braised lion's head, steamed fish, thousand pages of tofu, sauce beef

Isn't that enough.

"It's hard for Miss Xu. This was what my hostess should have done. I'm also tired of Miss Xu's guest cooking himself."

"You don't have to be so polite to me."

Xu anqing said with a smile, "we live under the same roof. Isn't it just a family? Everyone cooks the same food. Besides, if you are injured now, I naturally hope you will recover soon."