This matter is a help for Zigui, but for Jiang Beichennai and even the entire Jiang family and several other families, it is an ironclad matter.

Especially at this moment, Zigui is carrying an ancestral ancient jade bracelet on his wrist.

This bracelet has long been a representative, and only the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family is qualified to wear it, in other words, the woman who wears this bracelet is the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family.

Zigui used Xiaotong as an excuse, only she knew, and when she heard Beichen say that [his grandmother forced him to go on a blind date], her heart was uncomfortable.

Grandmother, grandmother, what about his parents, where did his parents go......

It's just that the truth of the matter is not what the child is supposed to be.

Outside the car, a middle-aged man in a black suit opened the car door for Beichen: "Sir, Miss Qiu." ”

Zigui was surprised, she looked at the person in front of her, thought about it carefully, and made sure that she had indeed not seen this person.

"Uncle Lin at Hengcheng Airport has seen you. Jiang Beichen explained to Zigui.

Zigui smiled: "Uncle Lin is good." ”

Uncle Lin replied politely, and said to Jiang Beichen: "Sir, the old lady is already waiting, and everyone in the family is here." ”

Beichen was expressionless, he didn't care about those people, but he sensed the nervousness of Zigui beside him.

Glancing at the person beside him: "With me, everything is assured." ”

Obviously she hasn't met a few people, I don't know why, but at this moment, because of his words, her heart is unprecedentedly steady.

"Hmm. ”

Walk from the front yard to the inner courtyard and into the ...... The only sentence in Zigui's head was that the courtyard was a little deep.

Both the decoration and the pattern are full of atmosphere, and I saw that the Zhou Mansion thought it was a simple atmosphere.

So at this time, the Jiang family should not be able to summarize by an atmosphere... Clear, quiet, deep, secluded......

Right!

That's how it feels.

Inside the hall.

There was no one on the main seat, but behind the main seat, there was a semi-transparent screen.

Behind the screen, I could only vaguely see the figure of an old lady.

The man was sitting on the Taishi's chair, and there were two people standing at the decibel level on either side of him.

Zigui thought, that person is Jiang Beichen's grandmother.

Under the main seat, there are people sitting side by side on both sides, 10 in a row.

The leaders on both sides are older, with a cyan robe on the left side, a goatee and crutches, and a black tunics on the right, bald head, and a little sickly.

Led by these two people, one row is full of cyan robes, and the other row is full of black tunics.

The only bit of red is a woman in a red cheongsam standing next to the main seat, with delicate makeup, meticulous hair, and a standard smile.

The existence of the woman made Zigui curious, but he also felt that it seemed normal, but it was just conspicuous.

She followed him into the hall.

That feeling of tens of thousands of people gathered on Zigui's body for a moment.

It's false to say not to be nervous.

He noticed something, and gently squeezed the hand that had been holding it in the palm of his hand.

"Sir. The cheongsam woman next to the main seat pulled out a chair for Beichen.

Jiang Beichen didn't have any expression on his face, turned his gaze and swept over the faces of all the people, taking in their expressions in his eyes.

His eyes retracted and fell on Zigui's face, and at this moment his face was full of tenderness.

"Go and rest first, and I'll look for you later. ”

"Good. ”

He instructed the woman next to him: "Take Miss Qiu to my room to rest." ”

"Yes. The woman respectfully took Zigui and left.

"Beichen. The old lady behind the screen spoke: "The ancestral old jade can't be given away at will." ”

The voice is peaceful, cool, soft, without the slightest oldness, let alone dissatisfaction, it seems to be just saying that a bowl of rice is as simple as a thing.

She spoiled this only grandson to the bone, but this woman, her family background, she checked, is not worthy of her grandson.

As for the appearance, the old lady admitted from the bottom of her heart that she was better than the appearance and temperament of the daughters of those families.

It's a pity that the door is not the right one.

Half loud, Beichen's voice is not loud, it is extremely peaceful, but it is unquestionable.

"The young lady of the Jiang family is decided. ”

Everyone looked at their noses and noses, and their noses looked at their hearts, after there was no voice of opposition from the old lady.

There is only one word for all of them: "Yes!"

Even if everyone hoped that the daughter of their family could become the young lady of the Jiang family, no one dared to oppose it in person.

Jiang Beichen was not angry and arrogant, and looked directly at everyone: "I understand your thoughts, and you understand the rules of the Jiang family." Therefore, keep to yourself and cherish life. ”

Everyone: "Yes." ”

The old lady behind the screen, listening to Beichen's words, subconsciously frowned.

In this way, she was even more curious about that Qiu Zigui, and the old lady didn't understand that the woman was worthy of her grandson's so, clear warning to the people in the family.

You must know that these people are the most important figures in the entire family.

And outside of this family, most of them are leaders in various industries.

It is even insignificant in some positions.

Now, Jiang Beichen has cut off all people's selfishness with one sentence.

The old lady was not satisfied with Zigui who had no background, but her pampering of her grandson did not allow any provocation.

"It's the same old rules at home. After getting married, you will take over all the family property, and you must prepare what you should prepare, and you must not be ambiguous about what you need to be clear about. ”

"Yes. ”

The crowd dispersed.

When Jiang Beichen appeared in the room where Zigui was, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Recognize the bed. Zigui didn't even think about it, just opened his mouth.

"Recognize the bed?" Beichen was surprised, he found that there was no such item in the information about Zigui.

Raising his eyes to take a closer look, he chuckled: "It's just that you can't sleep, right?"

"......" Zigui bit his lower lip and blinked awkwardly: "Actually, I just said it casually, and I didn't have any ideas." ”

"There is no idea, what is the idea. Beichen walked to Zigui's side funny, reached out and patted her head.

Changing the topic, he made her as relaxed as possible: "The old Mr. Zhou you saw before is Zhou Tai's grandmother. ”

What an accident.

This is simply explosive news.

"Is that Teacher Zhou Tai?"

"Mr. Zhou is the Tarzan of the fashion design industry, and he is the top of the Golden Tower. He used the pseudonym Zhou Fusheng. ”

"Zhou Fusheng, who won the multi-world design championship at the Paris Fashion Week?"

"Yes. Beichen looked at Zigui with a smile: "She prefers people to call her a sir, when she retreated bravely to become the queen designer of the Jiang family." ”

It turns out that Mr. Zhou still has such a powerful milk **** and looked at Jiang Beichen: "Such a powerful person has become your royal tailor?"

There was something in her words.