Chapter 1774 [1774] Urgent marriage

Jiang Ying, who was staring at him, repeatedly denied: "It's definitely not what I and my old man promoted. We don't have this gossip nature. Your mother won't talk today, I don't know they know about you at all."

As for who would say that.

Jiang Ying thinks, maybe they are the only two parties in the world who think they have deceived themselves. In fact, almost everyone in the world knows about it. The Cao family knew it was normal.

Cao Yong never invites girls to dinner. Anyone who heard that Cao Yong invited Xie Wanying to dinner for the first time could guess that Cao Yong met love. . .

asked Cao Yong to say that these people are really idle, why are they staring at others and falling in love. He just wants to be with the person he likes quietly, and I believe she is the same.

"Okay. This is the tea your mother brought you. I heard that you like drinking tea recently." Jiang Ying said, "I already told her that she made a mistake. It's not that you like tea, you know she likes it. Drink tea and prepare all kinds of tea for her. Your mother understands, and depending on what you do in the future, it is probably not that you like it but she likes it. "

"Is there anything else?" Cao Yong asked in a light tone.

"Yes. Your mother said that she was sure about the relationship and brought it home as soon as possible. Don't do anything mysterious. She doesn't like it. If asked, it would be embarrassing for her and your father to not know how to answer."

You already know about him, can you not know what kind of person she is? Cao Yong's heart was full of fire.

To put it bluntly, the family urged the marriage. Don't think that only women are urged to marry, and men are urged to die just as quickly.

Feelings can’t be rushed, it’s not about grabbing a train ticket to get on the train quickly.

Jiang Ying leaned in front of him and said, "Your family seems to be quite satisfied with her."

Can you be dissatisfied? A famous female scholar in the eighth-year class of the National Association. But whether his family is satisfied or not has nothing to do with his feelings. It is him who is talking about the relationship, not his family.

"You, Cao Yong, are quite eye-catching. I thought your mother said that your female classmate who plays the piano is very good. You haven't given others a straight look. I wonder what's wrong with your brain. It turns out that you, Cao Yong, just want to find a like-minded person. Jiang Ying praised him again.

Finally sent away the nagging wife of the dean. Cao Yong carried the tea back to the department. Thinking that he could see her, the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

When he got to his office, others saw the tea leaves in his hand.

Huang Zhilei said, "Senior brother, did you buy it for the younger sister?"

When the little idiot and junior brother speak, the donkey's head will never match the horse's mouth. Cao Yong sighed, threw the tea leaves on the table, turned around and asked his junior sister with a smile, "Have you eaten yet?"

Xie Wanying looked at Senior Brother Cao who was smiling, and she couldn't help but feel better, and said, "I have eaten, the fried rice that Second Senior Sister helped buy." Then she remembered what Second Senior Sister explained and said to Senior Brother Cao, "We want to design a wedding dress for Senior Sister. Senior Brother Do you know where the wedding dresses are sold? Let's go to the store and see how they designed them." "I know one. Give me a call when you are free, and I'll take you there." promise.

"Sister Master must be very beautiful in a wedding dress." Xie Wanying can look forward to the beautiful wedding scene of Sister Master and Brother Hu.

Other people looked at her eyes: Strange? Don't you look like you're ignorant about feelings?

"Could it be resistance, but also PTSD?" Song Xuelin muttered, and immediately covered his mouth with his hand. Looking at Cao Yong on the opposite side, his face fell into a contemplative shadow. Obviously, a neurosurgery boss like Cao Yong is even less likely to be unaware of this.

(end of this chapter)