Chapter 383 Enchanting Woman

As Yang Bingbing got on the car, the slightly arrogant team began to set off. In addition to Mrs. Yang's motorcade, more vehicles followed, which became a scenery of the airport.

Yang Bingbing sat in her mother's car, with her hands folded slightly above her knees, with a calm expression. Looking back at the luxury cars that followed, she asked Mrs. Yang, "Is it okay to affect others like this?"

For Mrs. Yang, her daughter's ridiculing doesn't sound harsh at all. In the early years, Yang Bingbing had a worse attitude with herself during the Cold War. When the conflict between the two intensified, Yang Bingbing once forced her to die, which made Mrs. Yang deeply feel that the blood flowing in her daughter's body really belonged to her.

"Occasionally, it's okay." Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she was similar to herself, "I can do anything for you."

Yang Bingbing smiled softly, with cold laughter.

"Real?"

The simple rhetorical question made Mrs. Yang can't answer. Yang Bingbing's deep coldness is too obvious.

After a pause, Mrs. Yang said to Yang Bingbing, "You have to believe that no matter what, I am for your own good."

Yang Bingbing raised her head and looked at her mother.

"Don't you like innovation? Won't you feel uncomfortable if you say such a vulgar word?

Mrs Yang said, "The parent-child relationship in the world is very vulgar."

Yang Bingbing nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try not to make you feel vulgar."

Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter with a little surprise. The girl she is familiar with with needles is indeed different now. Mrs. Yang even hesitated for a moment whether Yang Bingbing, who grew up like this, would have the ability to take over everything.

This idea is fleeting in her mind. Mrs. Yang gave up this idea and hoped that her daughter could live her life safely and happily.

The mother and daughter sat face to face and stopped talking. Yang Bingbing's eyes did not move left and right, as if everything around her was not important to her. Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter with relief. From the beginning of the meeting, she had the impulse to hold her in her arms. Now Yang Bingbing is healthy and smart, calm with the firmness that ordinary peers do not have, which makes her very proud. But as long as she thinks that these are all done by her daughter herself, and she does not participate in the process of her daughter's growth, regret will always dilute the joy.

"What do you want to eat today?" Mrs. Yang actually doesn't talk much, but she is absolutely different from her daughter. "I'll arrange it for you. Or take a nap first, do you want to adapt to jet lag?

Yang Bingbing shook her head: "I'm not hungry. The plane meal is delicious."

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Yang Bingbing actually used the plane meal as an excuse to refuse Mrs. Yang to arrange a dinner, which showed that she really didn't care what she wanted to eat.

The daughter's face is not as rosy as she imagined, and there are dark circles in the corners of her eyes. Mrs. Yang looked at such a daughter and felt a faint pain in her heart. It's just a lot of missing days about my daughter's growth. Is my daughter's life really hard?

"How is your grandmother?"

"Aren't you talking on the phone a lot?" Yang Bingbing still said rudely, "Don't say that. Since I'm here, you don't have to worry."

The cool and courageous little girl staggered her mother's eyes and continued in a low voice, "I'm going to make a phone call later."

"Can we talk about it when we get home?" Mrs. Yang asked for her daughter's advice. In fact, she knew who Yang Bingbing wanted to call. "Tell grandma that you have arrived safely first."

Yang Bingbing nodded and said nothing more.

Deep courtyard villa, huge swimming pool, like a mansion like an independent kingdom. Every inch of lawn has been carefully trimmed, and every tree is clean and tidy.

This is the Yang family, which has great influence on Wall Street and the investment world. It is also the most shocking Yang family in the Chinese-American circle.

Such a master of the Yang family is a woman, beautiful and wise, kind to relatives and kind, and never soft to the enemy.

Such a woman, with all kinds of tired expressions, has been maintaining the balance of the family, trying to satisfy everyone, and also severely hitting those who are dissatisfied. The Yang family, who has been both benefactorous, is orderly and has almost never made a big mistake. Family members are also relatively harmonious, and they are in control of their own side.

This is not familiar to Yang Bingbing and should belong to her home.

Compared with the bad habit of finding well-known designers to plan most luxury houses in the United States, Mrs. Yang designed all the details herself. This is also Mrs. Yang's consistent principle - if you can give it to others, you will never do even a little more. If you want to do it, others are not allowed to interfere.

The so-called rich are always a little strange, and people like Mrs. Yang are no exception.

As Yang Bingbing got out of the car, the luxury cars and relatives who followed one after another also drove into Yang's house, and Wang Fang was the first to jump out of the car.

Although he really wanted to continue to rush to "cate the past" with his cousin, Wang Fang was still sober at this time. He knew that Mrs. Yang didn't even count himself, so he could only follow far behind.

Yang Bingbing was a little disgusted with this scene. She looked back at those eyes staring at her and asked Mrs. Yang, "Aren't you afraid that I will die here?"

Mrs. Yang was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Yang Bingbing was implying. She also looked back at the brigade following and snorted coldly.

"Who dares?"

"That's hard to say." Yang Bingbing said, "For money, some people can do anything."

Mrs. Yang did not continue to argue with her daughter about who was right and who was wrong. She just asked indifferently, "Including your good friend?"

Yang Bingbing calmed down in an instant.

"No, he is different."

Mrs Yang smiled helplessly and thought about it with her mother's delicate thoughts. She probably knew her daughter's current state.

The room prepared for Yang Bingbing is almost the same as the domestic structural decoration, and even the material and bedding of the bed are the same. This is specially prepared by Mrs. Yang for fear that her daughter will not sleep well. Yang Bingbing's eyes glanced at those familiar tables, chairs, computers and books, and she was slightly moved, but she quickly calmed down.

"Thank you."

Mrs. Yang has gradually gotten used to communicating face-to-face with her daughter and shook her head and said, "You're welcome."

Yang Bingbing's eyes finally fell on the phone that was not in her room. It was a cordless phone, and the white streamlined body was very beautiful.

"Do you want to call China?" Mrs. Yang asked, "Wouldn't you take a break first?"

Yang Bingbing thought for a moment and looked down at the date of her mobile phone, which set New York time.

"Let me call grandma first."

Mrs. Yang nodded and did not leave. She stood aside and waited for Yang Bingbing to call home.

Yang Bingbing did not avoid Mrs. Yang's eyes, dialed her grandmother, reported Ping An and said a few words and put it down.

"No more?" Mrs. Yang asked.

"He's busy. Let's not fight now." Yang Bingbing lowered her eyes and whispered, "Should I meet those people? You have no face to rest directly like this, don't you?"

Mrs Yang smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter. Take a rest."

"Well, I'll sleep for a while." Yang Bingbing walked to the door of the bathroom and looked back at Mrs. Yang, who was still in the room and refused to leave. "Don't worry, I'll disappear after sleeping. See you later."

Only then did Mrs. Yang realize that she was finally out of shape and looked at her daughter reluctantly before leaving the room.

Yang Bingbing slept for about four hours.

Four hours is just a few games for many people, and two movies or TV series for more people. But in any case, four hours is not long. It's easy to pass.

For those relatives who planned to meet Yang Bingbing, these four hours were a little painful.

Mrs. Yang's relatives include several uncles and aunts of Yang Bingbing, and several uncles on Yang Bingbing's father's side. These immediate family members make up today's pick-up team, and these people alone are enough to make a family gathering lively, not to mention their children.

Wang Fang is the youngest of all. Of course, he also believes that he is the most handsome. Looking in the mirror for a long time, he felt that he was really perfect and couldn't be better. Only then did Wang Fang safely stay in the courtyard on the first floor of the villa and find a seat closest to the door.

In everyone's comments, Mrs. Yang did not appear.

The more this time comes, the more Mrs. Yang feels that her daughter is the cutest in the world. The rest of the people are just people who use each other's faces. Only Yang Bingbing is really cute, a treasure she is willing to take care of, and will not be greedy for wealth.

After Yang Bingbing fell asleep, Mrs. Yang went back to the study alone to read the report.

At the level of wealth as Mrs. Yang, there is basically little that needs to be done by herself. The opinions of most professional managers and the opinions of think tanks will be combined into the simplest report, listing various possibilities for her to make judgments. Mrs. Yang has rarely dealt with work matters under normal circumstances. Today, it is completely unconscious that she came to work in the study.

After looking at it for a while, Mrs. Yang felt very irritable and wanted to find someone to talk to.

After rang the call bell, the housekeeper appeared quickly and bowed to Mrs. Yang: "Madam, what can I do for you?"

Mrs. Yang thought for a moment and said, "Call Xiao Dai here."

Not long after the housekeeper left, a wonderful figure appeared at the door of the study.

This is a woman who looks in her early thirties, with a faint smile on her face, and a pair of slightly upward beautiful eyes are quite eye-catching. The woman was wearing a black embroidered peony cheongsam, and the hem of the cheongsam was barely as long as a miniskirt, revealing a pair of slender and strong legs.

This dress is absolutely out of line in the Yang family, but the woman doesn't care at all, so she twisted her waist and walked to Mrs. Yang.

Mrs Yang sat in a huge massage chair, and her whole body was about to sink in. At ordinary times, Mrs. Yang will certainly not show such fatigue, but she doesn't care about the woman in front of her.

"Congratulations, your daughter is back."

Mrs. Yang smiled bitterly at the enchanting woman: "Is it worth congratulating? I haven't seen you for so many years and missed a lot of things.

The enchanting woman smiled and sat down on the sofa chair opposite Mrs. Yang: "Isn't it better than never seeing her?"

"That's what I persuaded myself." Mrs. Yang said, "Dai Qing, you know what I'm annoyed with."

The woman called Dai Qing laughed and said, "Of course I know... But this kind of thing can't be solved, do you think?"

Mrs. Yang sighed and said, "Don't continue to recommend your Zongyuan to me. I haven't considered it for the time being."

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The waist seems to be better...

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