Chapter 397

The voice just dropped.

Holding up the seat, you are shocked as if you have heard the news of some ghosts and gods.

"President Jiang, are you married?"

"Can't see?"

Jiangbeiyuan asked, raising his left hand, a slender hand, with distinct bony nodes, and the platinum ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

For a few seconds, the reporter's expression became a kaleidoscope: "Mr. Jiang, you have concealed too much. I don't think anyone here knows about your marriage. Is your wife here today?"

"No, she's shy."

"Then let me know. Is your wife the daughter of any family?"

"She is not a noblewoman."

The tone of jiangbeiyuan has not changed much, but its expression is covered with a layer of light warmth and indulgence.

"But in my heart, she is a unique daughter, a treasure in my heart."

"Wow"

the reporter made a fuss.

"President Jiang, I can't see that you are such a cold and tall person who can even say love words!"

"I won't, but to her, I'd say that."

"God......"

The reporter stopped the urge to scream and was shocked.

"I really envy your wife. You are such an excellent husband!"

"Thank you. We've been together for ten years. You can only envy us."

Jiangbeiyuan is a bit of a joke, but his voice reveals a sense of inexplicable pride and pride. The smile on his lips changes from simple to inexplicable.

Sure enough.

Next second.

The reporter immediately grasped the point -

"ten years?!"

“……”

The rest of the reporters looked at each other, couldn't help whispering and talking.

"President Jiang, is your wife your first love?"

"Yes."

Jiangbeiyuan does not deny it, but nods.

"It's my first love. It's my ex girlfriend."

"Ex girlfriend? What do you mean by that? "

"I lost her once before, and there was a gap between us."

"Why do you lose it?"

"There are a lot of them."

Jiangbeiyuan smiled faintly and didn't want to explain too much in public.

The reporter knew it and nodded.

It's said that jiangbeiyuan has always disliked being robbed of his private life. Today, it seems that this is not the case. At least he took the initiative to tell the public that he was married.

"Mr. Jiang, can you tell me what kind of person your wife is? I believe it's not only the reporters off the stage, but also the national audience off the field, who are sure to want to know! "

The smile on jiangbeiyuan's lips widened. He rubbed the wedding ring on his left ring finger, one after another.

"I have a bad study and a bad temper, but I like it very much."

"Mr. ha ha Jiang, it turns out that you like girls with bad temper and bad temper. It's unexpected!"

"She also has many advantages to attract me. Her character is my ideal type."

"Wow, ideal, Mr. Jiang, you are so good at talking. I wonder if your wife can see your words!"

"I want her to see it."

Jiangbeiyuan every word.

He looked at the lens, as if through the lens, to see the person in his heart.

The eyes are dark and deep. The bottom of the eyes is a little sincere and determined. The sincerity is almost touching. It's just like a touch of Jianghu intoxication. It's amazing to see it at a glance.

This time, he didn't wait for the reporter's question, so he took the initiative to explain:

"she had a little temper with me today, because I had something to hide from her and made her unhappy."