Jiang Yaojing's expression was still unpredictable.
It is as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
He hooked up Song Yunyun's hair and turned around his fingers with clear slender joints, "What name do you think is it for our youngest son?"
Song Yunyun looked back at him.
I don't know what he is thinking.
She couldn't guess what he was thinking at all.
He smiled, "What are you looking at me? Am I very good-looking?"
Song Yunyun did not continue this topic, after all, Jiang Yaojing obviously did not want to talk about this matter and did not respond to a word.
"It's not good-looking at all, it's very ugly." She looked serious.
Jiang Yaojing pulled her into his arms, pinched her chin, and forced her to look at him, "Say it honestly."
Song Yunyun was playful, "I said it with my conscience."
Jiang Yaojing leaned over and approached, "Tell me, how ugly am I?"
She stared at Jiang Yaojing's face, her eyes rolled, flashing and glowing. He had a clear outline, deep eyes, high nose, and straight facial features.
She deliberately said against her will, "The face is not good-looking, the eyes are not good-looking..."
As she said that, she felt embarrassed and laughed.
Jiang Yaojing wrapped her around, "Don't interfere in this matter, I will deal with it."
Song Yunyun looked at him, "I'm worried about you. We are obviously the victims. If Jiang Yaotian hadn't done something that was wrong first, we wouldn't have dealt with her. You have the ability to suppress news matters, right?"
Jiang Yaojing doesn't care about such things.
"Whatever they want to say, just say."
Song Yunyun stood up and looked at him seriously, "It's obviously not your fault, why are you misunderstood?"
She couldn't stand it.
I don't want him to be told.
Jiang Yaojing smiled, "What are you doing so excited?"
"Don't I feel sorry for you..." She realized that she seemed to be speaking directly, and pursed her lips a little embarrassedly, "If you don't care about it, you will only ferment and become uncontrollable. Although you are not afraid of the shadow being crooked,
Words are terrifying.”
Jiang Yaojing's heart moved, and a smile on the corner of his lips became deeper. He liked Song Yunyun, and said pamperedly, "I'll let someone do it."
Song Yunyun said, "Successful people care about reputation and have to do charity and gain reputation. You should let others arrange it."
Jiang Yaojing gathered her up, "I understand."
He doesn't like to do those false things.
Song Yunyun is right. Many people do charity and have a reputation, but those who work for him have low salaries and only sacrifice others for themselves.
This charity is also deep, and some donations can be tax-deductible.
He feels that running a good business not only requires making money, but also profitable for the people who do things.
"How come you, a doctor, understand these things?"
"Don't I care about you?"
Jiang Yaojing's extremely deep eyes were low and heavy, "I know."
I know she has him in her heart.
He is very happy.
Buzz —
The phone in Song Yunyun's pocket vibrated.
She took out her cell phone and picked it up.
It was Song Ruijie who called him.
"Sister, I'm discharged from the hospital."
"Well, do you have a place to live? Do I need to arrange it for you?"
"No, I have a place to live, that is, after our house was sold, I took out some of your previous things. Do you want it? If you don't want it, I will lose it?"
Song Yunyun thought he had sold the Song family clean, but he didn't expect to keep some.
"I'll get it back."
She remembered that when she was in school, she had several books she particularly liked.
"What?" Jiang Yaojing asked.
"My past stuff was where Song Ruijie was discharged from the hospital. Maybe I'll take it to see if it's useful."
"Let Chen Yue get it back for you." Jiang Yaojing said.
Now that it’s home, Song Yunyun nodded, “Okay.”
Chen Yue went to get something for Song Yunyun.
The two of them went back to the house.
I was hit as soon as I entered the door!
Seeing that there was one more person at home, Jiang Yaojing's face suddenly sank!