Jiang Yanyuan picked it up and looked at it.
The general manager wrote more than ten pages, using many management terms and trust terms very authentically.
Jiang Yanyuan had never seen many of the trust terms before.
"You wrote it?" he asked, frowning.
Just as Auntie said just now, he didn't know how much Qiao Shiyu had hidden.
"Yeah." Qiao Shiyu replied lightly.
"You know so much about trusts?" Jiang Yanyuan read it over and over again.
"My dad is in the library and reads books often, so he understands it, but it's all just talk. Is your allergy better?" Qiao Shiyu asked again.
Speaking of this, Jiang Yanyuan became angry.
"He hasn't left yet. He's in the hotel. I'll give it to him." After saying that, Jiang Yanyuan picked up the stack of papers and went into the bedroom.
Before going to bed at night, when Qiao Shiyu had not yet gone to bed, Jiang Yanyuan was flipping through the stack of papers.
Jiang Yanyuan seemed to see powerful thoughts and a heart that he could not grasp in the clear and strong handwriting.
It seems that that heart needs a bigger stage.
Qiao Shiyu pushed the door open and Jiang Yanyuan quickly put what he had just been looking at into the drawer of the bedside table.
Qiao Shiyu had already seen it, but didn't say anything. It was easy to guess what he was looking at.
"Is Meng Zhaohua here today?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.
"Yeah." Qiao Shiyu put the sleeping child on the bed.
"Aren't you annoying?"
"What's there to be upset about? Nine out of ten things in life are not as they seem. It's either this or that. I just encountered this kind of unhappiness."
"Can you handle it?" Jiang Yanyuan asked, leaning against the head of the bed.
"Yes. I have the confidence." Qiao Shiyu said.
"Where does this confidence come from?"
"You gave it to me." After saying these three words, Qiao Shiyu lay down on the bed, her head facing outwards, her back against Jiang Yanyuan, ready to sleep.
Today, Jiang Yanyuan's heart became even sweeter because of the three words "you gave it".
The jealousy I felt towards my daughter in the morning was much less.
He came over and laid on Qiao Shiyu, "How can I give you the confidence?"
Qiao Shiyu opened her eyes and said, "Your willingness to marry me is my confidence."
There was an impulse in Jiang Yanyuan's throat, and he didn't know what to say.
Qiao Shiyu rarely says heartwarming words, or never says heartwarming words.
But when these words were spoken, Jiang Yanyuan couldn't help but feel the warmth in his heart surge up and flow behind his eyes.
He kissed Qiao Shiyu gently on the face.
He leaned close to Qiao Shiyu's ear and whispered, "Marrying you is the best thing I have ever done in my life."
Jiang Yanyuan suddenly hated the language of vows and oaths, and hated the sweetness of the words.
Just like sugar, it’s very careless.
Although Qiao Shiyu never said it, this was probably the first time, but it already made Jiang Yanyuan feel that she had touched his heart.
Because Qiao Shiyu's occasional words were not "I like you" or "I love you", but made him feel like he was in a huge playground.
Jiang Yanyuan hopes that Qiao Shiyu will not say too many clichés in the future, because he likes her occasional true nature.
The next day, Jiang Yanyuan seemed to be unable to hold it in any longer and insisted on delivering the plan to President Qi during his break at work.
He seemed to feel that Jiang Yanyuan was very proud that his wife had written this document that even President Qi could not understand.
Mr. Qi was in the hotel. After watching it, he was shocked.
"Xiao Qiao is amazing, but unfortunately she only worked in my company for a short time. When I wanted to promote her, she left. Amazing, amazing—" President Qi kept praising her. "President Jiang is amazing. He has good vision. He married such a virtuous wife."
Jiang Yanyuan looked calm on the outside, but he was actually very happy in his heart and even drank some wine at noon.
However, something unexpected happened in Jiang Yanyuan's home soon - Wei Zi was allergic.
Last night, Qiao Shiyu stayed up late taking care of the child and got up late in the morning. Jiang Yanyuan carried the child downstairs.
A floor downstairs, Wei Zi was crying and scratching her back.
Jiang Yanyuan was furious when he saw that his daughter was also allergic.
Genetics is such a wonderful thing.
Qiqi is a disease, but seeing that Weizi's symptoms were so similar to his own, Jiang Yanyuan knew that this daughter was his biological daughter, his own daughter, with similar symptoms and similar parts of the body.
That feeling made Jiang Yanyuan so excited.
Hereditary.
His problem was brought to his daughter. It turned out that Qiao Shiyu was not wrong to worry about the future that morning.
Wei Zi did inherit it from him.
Although it was strange, it could not change Jiang Yanyuan's rage.
The child was crying and Jiang Yanyuan was telling the aunt that she was stupid when Qiao Shiyu came downstairs.
She asked, "What's wrong?"
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