In the early morning of Jiang Beichen's birthday, song Xiaoya came to the kitchen with her stomach, and she wanted to cook herself.

The servant next to her said, "madam, all the materials you asked us to buy have been prepared in advance. It's all here."

Song Xiaoya nodded, "it's good. It's hard for you. Do you have more preparation?"

She planned to make a big cake for Jiang Beichen, but considering her poor craftsmanship and high possibility of failure, she asked the servant to prepare more materials.

"Don't worry, madam. It's enough to make sure you can't use up twenty cakes." The servant said with confidence.

At this moment, song Xiaoya was happy and said with confidence, "I don't have to exaggerate. I'll waste more than ten at most!"

"The young master will be very happy to see your cake!" The servant sighed, "moreover, no matter what you make, the young master will not dislike it."

The young master's love for his wife is clear to all servants in the villa.

After listening to the servant's words, song Xiaoya was speechless. If she really made a pile of failed products, Jiang Beichen will not be disgusted, he will despise her stupid.

Song Xiaoya has been staying in the kitchen since she got up in the morning. She spent almost a whole day there. Making cakes is more difficult than she imagined.

After taking a long time and wasting a lot of materials, she finally made a complete cake. After smearing the cream, song Xiaoya carefully mounted flowers and fruit chocolate on it.

He wrote "Happy Birthday to Jiang Beichen" on it. Finally, he drew a smiling face with chocolate.

After everything was finished, she wiped the sweat on her forehead and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction!

"There's a call for you, ma'am." The servant came in with her cell phone in her hand.

Song Xiaoya quickly wiped her hands stained with cream with a tissue, and then took the phone. It's a strange number again.

"Hello?" She said softly to the phone.

"Hello, are you Mrs. Jiang?" A woman's kind voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I am." Song Xiaoya replied quickly.

"This is the central hospital. I'm Jiang Xiaoxiao's nursing doctor. She's making trouble all the time today. She's not willing to eat well. She's also arguing that you must come to see her, so..."

The voice on the phone was a little embarrassed. "Can you come to the hospital? She's recovering now. It's bad for her health to toss like this... "

Song Xiaoya remembered that she had not been to the hospital to see Jiang Xiaoxiao for some time.

When she was alone in the hospital, she probably felt bored. Strange to say, she often gave Jiang Xiaoxiao food. Every time she was noisy and disobedient, as long as she went, Jiang Xiaoxiao would be obedient.

Song Xiaoya nodded and agreed, "OK, you take care of her first, I'll go there right away."

It's still a while before Jiang Beichen gets off work. She still has time to go to the hospital.

After hanging up the phone, song Xiaoya went out of the kitchen, went back to the bedroom and changed a suit of clothes, and asked the servant to prepare some snacks and desserts. Then she asked the driver to take her to the hospital!

At the same time, in the headquarters building of Jiang's group, just after the high-level meeting, Jiang Beichen strode out of the meeting room.

Assistant Shang got out of the elevator and went to Jiang Beichen with a nervous face. He whispered in his ear, "president, just got the news, Jiang Hai has escaped from prison!"

After hearing Shang assistant's report, Jiang Beichen's face suddenly froze and his steps stopped.

"Jiang Hai escaped last night, and the prison guards found out today. So, our people just got the news. "

Jiang Beichen's face is a little bad. Unexpectedly, the old guy can find a chance to run away. It seems that there must be someone he arranged before.

Assistant Shang said with a worried face, "president, Jiang Hai will gather the rest of the party again after he comes out and do something unfavorable to us."

According to Jiang Hai's character of revenge, he will not hide peacefully, but will try his best to find Jiang Beichen for revenge.

"His shrimps and crabs are not going to make a big difference!" Jiang Beichen but disdain of sneer a, depend on that old fellow, impossible fight of over him.

Impossible in the past, even more impossible in the future.

Assistant Shang then said, "this time things are too strange. Jiang Hai's whole operation is very tight, without any clues. Moreover, someone outside has taken care of him in advance."

Wen Yan, Jiang Beichen frowned, then his face changed, "is song Xiaoya at home now?"

Assistant Shang replied, "at home, the servant of the villa called just now. Now the little grandmother is making birthday cake in the kitchen."

Jiang Beichen pursed his lips and almost forgot that time passed so fast. Today is his birthday.He hasn't had a birthday for many years.

Hook the hook lip, Jiang Beichen raised the wrist to see a time, to still assistant said, "back to the villa! In addition, send someone to stare at Jiang Xiaoxiao. Jiang Hai escaped from prison last night. Maybe he has arrived at the hospital now. "

Assistant Shang nodded and went out with Jiang Beichen.

Two people just walked to the door of the building, a secretary behind with a man came, "president!"

The man behind the Secretary, holding a bunch of red roses, came forward and said, "Hello, is this Mr. Jiang Beichen?"

Jiang Beichen glanced at the man holding the rose and said coldly, "I don't accept this kind of thing!"

After that, go outside.

"Sorry It's a flower ordered by Miss Song for you. If you refuse, I'll return it. " The florist apologized and was ready to leave!

"Stop!" And at this time, Jiang Beichen's voice suddenly rang out.

"You just said who ordered the flowers?" Jiang Beichen strode past, then glanced at each other and asked.

"Yes It's a Miss Song. There's a contact number on the card. " The staff quickly nodded and took out the card.

Jiang Beichen opened it and saw that song Xiaoya's name and telephone number were really written on it.

Unexpectedly, she gave him flowers.

Jiang Beichen's black eyes flashed an imperceptible surprise, and then raised his hand toward the other side with no expression, "give it to me."

"OK, please sign here..." Then, the staff trembled and took out the pen.

Jiang Beichen's expressionless hand took the pen and quickly wrote three words on the list. The other side took the list and ran away.