Chapter 367

Hearing the delicious food, Jiang Xiaoxiao immediately laughed happily again. She nodded and took a big drink from the soup bowl! A few times, a bowl of soup was drunk.

"How about it?" Song Xiaoya asked her.

"It's delicious!" Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded to her foolishly, then raised the sleeve of her clothes, ready to wipe the oil on her mouth!

"Don't wipe your mouth with your sleeve. It's not hygienic!" Song Xiaoya immediately stopped her, grabbing her hand and motioning the nurse next to her to send a tissue!

After taking the paper towel, song Xiaoya helps Jiang Xiaoxiao wipe the oil on the corner of her mouth like taking care of a child.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is motionless, has been giggling at her.

After wiping, song Xiaoya takes out a lollipop from her bag and hands it to Jiang Xiaoxiao, "Nah, this is a reward for you!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao was very happy to see a lollipop. She immediately took the lollipop and began to bite it.

"Wait a minute, the wrapping paper hasn't been torn yet!" Song Xiaoya is very concerned and help her to tear the lollipop, this is back to her.

After playing with Jiang Xiaoxiao for a while, it's time for dinner. Song Xiaoya hasn't sent dinner to Jiang Beichen.

She stood up and said to Jiang Xiaoxiao, "I'll play with you again next time."

Jiang Xiaoxiao said to her while eating lollipops, "then you'll bring me something delicious next time!"

"Good!" Song Xiaoya nods.

Out of the hospital, the bodyguard drove directly to the headquarters of Jiang's group.

Stopping in front of the building, song Xiaoya gets out of the car with two incubators, and then walks towards the inside.

Jiang Beichen's bodyguards follow her all the way. She enters the headquarters building smoothly!

The secretaries outside Jiang Beichen's office saw song Xiaoya appear and got up one after another to say hello, "Hello, madam!"

Song Xiaoya smiles politely at them, and then asks, "is Jiang Beichen there?"

"The president is still in a meeting!"

Song Xiaoya looked at the time, to dinner time is still in a meeting, it seems that Jiang Beichen is really busy today.

"Then I'll wait for him in the office." Song Xiaoya turns to push open the door of the office and goes in. The bodyguard stays outside.

I haven't been here for a while. Song Xiaoya looks around the office. The layout here hasn't changed at all. It's the same as before.

Put the chicken soup on the desk, song Xiaoya sat down in his boss's chair and took a rest, slowly touching his stomach with his hand.

After a while, she found that Jiang Beichen's desk had two more wooden photo frames. There is a picture of her in the frame and a wedding picture of two people.

Song Xiaoya's line of sight is attracted by her single photo.

In the first picture, she is wearing a delicate evening dress and a big cake is placed in front of her. In the picture, she is holding her eyes closed and making a wish with both hands.

The light of the candle on the cake shines through her face

This kind of picture, with a trace of warmth, makes her feel very comfortable.

Did Jiang Beichen take the picture? She had no idea.

The thought that Jiang Beichen secretly took her picture and put it on the desk of the office surprised song Xiaoya a little.

Another wedding photo shows her and Jiang Beichen kissing in the sea when they are on treasure island.

This man usually looks like he is not interested in anything, but he secretly puts her picture in his desk.

She suddenly felt that this man should love her more than she imagined.

On the other hand, Jiang Beichen is in a meeting with some of the company's top management in the conference hall. His cold face is full of serious expression.

A group of people sitting below are silent, even the atmosphere dare not a mouthful, a strong sense of repression.

Only sitting next to Jiang Beichen, Zhou Heng is a little careless now. He is very leisurely and looks at the documents in front of him.

Outside the door, a secretary came in quickly, bent over Jiang Beichen's ear and gently reported, "president, madam is here, waiting for you in the office."

When hearing the Secretary's words, Jiang Beichen's face immediately eased a little, and his black eyes flashed, showing a bit of surprise.

One side of Zhou Heng see his expression, can't help but some doubt, just what did the Secretary say to him?

"Zhou Heng, I'll give it to you next!" Jiang Beichen deliberately pressed down the emotion on his face, lowered his voice, and said a cold word to Zhou Heng.

"Ah?" This made Zhou Heng a little surprised. He thought that Jiang Beichen would continue to count the high-level people here one by one!

Unexpectedly, with a word from the Secretary, his face softened immediately and he was no longer angry.

Jiang Beichen stares at Zhou Heng, quickly gets up and strides away.

He waved his hand perfunctorily and said, "cough That The boss has said that just now, and I don't want to be wordy any more. I hope you will continue to work hard. Today's meeting is over. "Out of the meeting room, Jiang Beichen strode toward the office. As soon as he opened the door, he saw song Xiaoya sitting in his office chair, feeling his stomach in a daze.

Hearing someone come in, song Xiaoya quickly looked up at him, "is the meeting over?"

"Well." Jiang Beichen nodded, then closed the door and strode toward her.

Song Xiaoya stood up from his chair, picked up the incubator on the table and said happily, "Jiang Beichen, I made Chicken Soup for you!"

"You made it?" Jiang Beichen is a little surprised. He is a little fool who knows nothing about cooking. How can he make chicken soup for him?

"Yes, I've been up all morning. You can rest assured that it's good!" Song Xiaoya patted her chest to promise.

Just out of the pot, she took the lead to drink a little, taste really good, although not as good as Qiao Weiwei do!

Jiang Beichen's vision stops on the thermos box on her hand.

She made the soup for him? She came here to give him soup?

A warm current slowly flows through my heart.

Song Xiaoya took the incubator to the sofa and sat down. Then she opened the incubator and helped him to make soup!

Jiang Beichen also quickly walked past and sat down beside her.

Song Xiaoya fills a bowl of soup. Just as she wants to help him blow it, Jiang Beichen reaches out and takes a big sip. Then, he did not frown, his face unchanged aftertaste of the taste of the soup.

Although it's not so delicious, Jiang Beichen still falls in love with it. In my mind, the memory of more than ten years ago suddenly emerged.

When he was a child, his mother would cook chicken soup for the old man, but the old man never had a drink. When Mrs. Jiang found out, she would beat and scold Jiang Beichen's mother.