Chapter 1201: Just want to see Miss Jiang

Shang Ying sighed heavily, "If your cousin makes sense, I won't go looking for it."
She knows her son best and is also a very persistent person. It is difficult to change things she believes.
"That's true." Jiang Sezu nodded in agreement. "However, emotional matters never say that others can control it. Auntie, you'd better be mentally prepared."
"I know this. I'm going to hold a party and let Xiao Yi come home, and then try to match her and Yu Chen."
Looking at Shang Ying's full-hearted look, Jiang Seser frowned, "Auntie, you can't match them hard, otherwise your cousin will be more resistant to Ye Xiaoyi."
"You can rest assured, no."
Although Shang Ying said so, Jiang Sesur was still a little worried.
Who knows whether she will do anything amazing in order to match cousin and Ye Xiaoyi.
Perhaps she should remind her cousin.
...
For the evening banquet, Fang Yuchen deliberately got off work early.
"Thurse, are you ready?" He came to the door of Jiangse's room and raised his hand to knock on the door.
After a while, the door opened.
Jiang Seso has put on the dress that Berg gave her even.
She didn't apply powder, and even her hair was just scattered casually, but the temperament of the whole person became very different.
"It's beautiful." Fang Yuchen looked at her with a gentle smile.
"Is it?" Jiang Seser glanced down at the dress, and there was a hint of disgust in his expression.
If it wasn't Berg even deliberately had to wear the dress he sent, she really didn't want to touch it again.
"Do you want to make a model?" Fang Yuchen asked.
"No, I can do it myself."
It's not an important party. She doesn't need to spend so much time. She can just apply makeup on her own.
"That line, I'm waiting for you downstairs."
Jiang Sezhu nodded, "Well."
Fang Yuchen went downstairs.
Seeing him come down, Shang Ying asked doubtfully: "Isn't Thurse ready yet?"
She knew that Fang Yuchen and Thurso were going to a party, but she didn't think much about it.
"Huh." Fang Yuchen walked over and glanced at the fashion magazine she had in her hand, Jianmei raised it, "Mom, when did you like to read this kind of magazine?"
"I don't like watching, but there are people I know on it."
"Who?"
"Xiao Yi."
Hearing the name, the smile on Fang Yuchen's mouth instantly solidified, and immediately, he ripped off the corner of his lips.
His tone was a bit cold.
Shang Ying frowned, "You don't want to see it?"
"Not interested in."
The simple three words are enough to explain his attitude towards Ye Xiaoyi.
But Shang Ying was not happy, "Yu Chen, do you not like Xiao Yi so much?"
"Mom, I have made it very clear. I don't like her."
"What about Liang Xinwei?"
Fang Yuchen's eyes flashed slightly, silent.
"Are you the default?" Shang Ying asked tentatively.
"Mom, don't involve Liang Xinwei in the future, it has nothing to do with her."
He still didn't answer his question directly.
But based on her knowledge of her son, the answer is 8.9.
Shang Ying pondered for a moment, and decided to spread his words.
"Yu Chen, I have told you before that it is not suitable for you, and I will not agree with you."
After hearing the words, Fang Yuchen smiled, "Mom, I also said that, I don't want to talk about feelings for the moment."
"Did you say that on your lips, and thought so in your heart?" Shang Ying stared at him closely.
Fang Yuchen was inexplicable, "I... of course think so."
"It's better." Shangying closed the magazine, put it on the coffee table, and once again expressed his attitude, "I will not agree with you and Liang Xinwei anyway, if you have this idea, it is best to give it today. It’s chopped off, saving me a lot of trouble in the future."
This may be the first time he heard such a dictatorship from his mother.
Fang Yuchen couldn't help but laugh, "Mom, I'll make up my own feelings."
"But this is not your own business, but the whole Fang family." Shang Ying's expression became serious.
"Since your grandfather handed Fang to you, I hope you can manage it better, and even better, so you need a wife who can help your career."
"I don't want to rely on women." Fang Yuchen said.
"Does it depend on women? No, this is a very real thing."
Shang Ying still wanted to analyze it for him, but it happened that Jiang Sesel came downstairs.
Fang Yuchen took the opportunity to interrupt her and said, "Come down."
Shang Ying can only helplessly give up.
In Shang Ying's eyes, Jiang Sese and Fang Yuchen went out one after another.
Going outside, Jiang Sesur looked up at the darkened sky and took a deep breath, hoping that everything went well tonight.
"Thur, don't worry, I'm here."
Jiang Sesur turned her head, and Fang Yuchen's appeased smile fell into her eyes. She bent her lips and smiled, "Well."
...
The car stopped at the door of the hotel, and Jiang Sesu sitting in the car saw Matthew standing in the hotel lobby at a glance.
"Get off."
Fang Yuchen shook her hand and said softly.
As soon as the door opened, Jiang Sezhu stooped off and got out.
As soon as Matthew saw her, he ran out immediately.
"Miss Jiang."
The next second, he saw Fang Yuchen coming over, frowning, "Are you still bringing someone?"
"I didn't bring her, but I was invited." Fang Yuchen walked to Jiang Sese and stood still.
Matthew ignored him, but said: "Miss Jiang, Mr. Berglian is waiting for you upstairs."
Jiang Sese turned to see Fang Yuchen.
Fang Yuchen smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Jiang Sesu took a deep breath and stepped into the hotel.
Fang Yuchen followed.
But without taking a few steps, he was stopped by Matthew.
"Mr. Fang, I'm sorry, my husband only wants to see Miss Jiang alone."
Hearing this, Jiang Sesur was shocked and quickly turned around to run back to Fang Yuchen.
Who knows, I don’t know where I came from. Two tall men directly framed her from left to right and dragged her into it.
"You let me go, let me go."
The strength of men and women is so great that she can't get rid of each other's shackles and can only ask Fang Yuchen for help, "cousin, cousin..."
But Fang Yuchen was controlled by Matthew and could only watch her being taken away.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Fang Yuchen stared at Matthew sharply.
Matthew smiled slightly, "It's nothing, Mr. Berglian just wanted to find Miss Jiang to tell the old."
"Syring the old?" Fang Yuchen chuckled, "I don't remember Thurse and your husband having old words."
"Mr. Fang, don't worry, we won't hurt Miss Jiang. You can see Miss Jiang later when you arrive at the party."
Fang Yuchen squeezed his fists tightly, his eyes narrowed, and a vicious warning, "If you dare to hurt her, I will never let you go."
Matthew still smiled, not paying attention to his warning.