Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Well, I will take care of it, you have worked hard."

Jiang Beiyuan thanked him again, and suddenly he remembered something, "Is anyone visiting Xiao Chuchen?"

"Hehe, that person has no relatives and no friends, who will visit the prison?" the policeman smiled.

"makes sense."

ten minutes later.

Through the glass, Xiao Chuchen looked at Jiang Beiyuan who was sitting in front of him and laughed mockingly.

"I didn't expect you to come."

"The first and the last time."

"So you came to see me joke? Don't worry, it's only ten years. I can still kill you after I go out. Anyway, I don't have anything. I'm not afraid of you, and I'm not jealous of you."

Xiao Chuchen said to himself, Jiang Beiyuan in front of him was indifferent.

I don't know how long it has been before, Jiang Beiyuan hooked the corner of his mouth, with the domineering domineering style of the world, as if watching a beam jumping clown doing a dying struggle.

"It's lonely."

"what?"

"You really hope that Kitazawa will come to see you?"

"Heh... that kid was brainwashed by you, why would he come to see my uncle?"

"He has never been surnamed Xiao. He has no blood relationship with you."

"What do you mean?"

"Your sister, she was just a surrogate mother, and someone else provided the eggs."

Hearing this, Xiao Chuchen was taken aback, his eyes cracked.

"You are lying to me!"

"Now that I have to lie to you?"

"Hahahaha—"

Xiao Chuchen laughed loudly, smiling, and a tear fell down the corner of his eye.

He stopped laughing and stared at the gentle man.

"Jiang Beiyuan, you are ruthless."

Let him truly have nothing.

Wealth, family, and relatives he thinks are all gone.

It was Xiao Chuchen who was so defeated and defeated.

Jiang Beiyuan overlapped his long legs, slightly squinting the peach eyes that hooked countless people.

"You'd better live well for these ten years, so that you will have the strength to kill me after you come out."

"Don't worry, I must live longer than you."

"That's good."

The tit-for-tat, the side that is not hurried or slow is always the winner.

Jiang Beiyuan left after speaking.

As he said, this was his first visit to Xiao Chuchen, and it was the last time.

He will never come again.

"I knew Yannian a long time ago."

Xiao Chuchen's words suddenly caused Jiang Beiyuan to stop successfully and sit down again.

His conditioned reflex, Xiao Chuchen saw in his eyes. He still couldn't understand how such a lonely person Jiang Beiyuan was defeated by a woman.

Now think about it, some fate was destined long ago.

"Actually, you should have been in a car accident, you should have died a long time ago."

"..." Jiang Beiyuan was silent, waiting quietly for Xiao Chuchen's later words.

"When you were ten years old, my father thought about hitting you, but he didn't succeed. I was sitting in the passenger seat at the time, and I saw you escape."

"Then?" Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows lightly, his expression slightly puzzled.

"You may not remember, when you were about to cross the road, a little girl with a ponytail and a skirt stopped you. That little girl is what Yannian is now."

Jiang Beiyuan was taken aback.

"I remember, you were holding a chess board in your hand, and a chess fell out. She stopped you and made you who should have crossed the road successfully retreated."

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan stretched his brows.

He remembered...