Chapter 427 Mother and Daughter

The greenhouse is very warm. The sun shines down from the glass roof and falls on those vibrant plants. The leaves glow green, highlighting the joy of life.

The green theme is undoubtedly a part of the life of many rich families, and even the Yang family is no exception.

Whether it is the exquisite potted plants in the greenhouse, the flowers and plants in the courtyard, or some precious flowers. There are many people in the Yang family who like to raise plants and see plants, including Mrs. Yang. Occasionally, during afternoon tea, Mrs. Yang will sit alone in the greenhouse and take a nap. She not only breathes the air purified by a large number of plants, but also takes a look at the blooming or unflowered plants and thinks about problems during the viewing.

Today, Mrs. Yang was abnormal. She came to the greenhouse alone early in the morning and stared at a purple-black tulip flower bones.

There are not many servants around this villa. Mrs. Yang wants to make beds for her daughter by herself, but she finds that Yang Bingbing has learned to take good care of herself. Everything in the room doesn't need to be cleaned, and even other details of life don't need to help arrange. Yang Bingbing has her own method.

And the attitude is still the same, polite and distant.

This is Mrs. Yang's pride and a trace of pain in Mrs. Yang's heart.

After drinking a cup of tea, Mrs. Yang habitually frowned, stared at the unopened tulip flower and continued to think about her daughter.

The dismissal of everyone is not only for the sake of safety. Mrs. Yang has never wanted to be alone with her daughter.

There is a faint natural fragrance in the air. Mrs. Yang knew that Yang Bingbing had got up at this time and should be using the computer to surf the Internet. Originally, she wanted to knock on the door in her daughter's room. In fact, she knew better that Yang Bingbing did not need much comfort. After such a thing, the girl's emotional stability has surpassed that of many adults.

How much suffering and pain do you need to experience to achieve such growth? Thinking of this, Mrs. Yang can't help but feel sad.

Waiting while meditating, Mrs. Yang planned to go out for lunch with her daughter, sort out the information now investigated and ask for her daughter's advice. While thinking about who was so bold and careful to challenge himself, the sound of the glass door being pushed open came from behind.

There is no need to look back. Mrs. Yang also knows that the only person who dares not to say hello is Yang Bingbing.

Today, Yang Bingbing is still wearing the clothes she brought from China. She is simple and clean, with long hair combing a slanted ponytail, and the bangs on her forehead are neat and beautiful. Yang Bingbing, who has an absolute advantage among her peers, is also a good scenery, with a faint smile on her face, as if nothing bad has ever happened before.

"Morning, Mrs. Yang."

Getting used to this kind of greeting with a little distance, Mrs. Yang has no feeling, but her eyes are still warm. She hopes that the child can call herself mother.

"Good morning, did you go to bed?"

Yang Bingbing smiled calmly and didn't have much extra feelings in her smile: "I didn't sleep well, but I don't want to sleep."

Mrs. Yang was silent. She didn't know how to comfort her daughter.

Yang Bingbing went to Mrs. Yang and sat down, added tea to her teacup, and poured herself a cup.

"Actually, you don't have to worry. With Enki here, I'll be fine." Yang Bingbing's natural way, Mrs. Yang's current troubles, said softly, "Compared with what you have experienced before, this kind of thing can only be regarded as a small thing now."

What Yang Bingbing said is absolutely true. The various struggles and blows that Mrs. Yang suffered in those years are far beyond today, and she has also survived. What happens now is nothing to many rich people, just because what happened to his daughter, Yangfu is particularly**.

Seeing that Mrs. Yang didn't say anything, Yang Bingbing continued to say, "In fact, it's good. It's better to expose some things late than to expose them earlier. The current situation is not uncontrollable for you. At most, it is troublesome to find out who did it. Isn't it more troublesome to wait until you really can't control it?

This level of comfort is obviously ineffective in Mrs. Yang's eyes, but it is very convincing because Yang Bingbing is talking about it. Mrs. Yang nodded slightly. Of course, she was worried about this kind of thing, but felt that if there was only one left on the topic with her daughter, she tried to change the topic and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat at noon? I'll take you out to eat."

Yang Bingbing smiled and said, "Actually, Yang Zongyuan called me in the morning to take me out for a walk."

Mrs Yang has always attached the most importance to her daughter's attitude and immediately asked, "Do you agree?"

"I said I haven't decided yet. I want to ask you." Yang Bingbing smiled calmly, and this kind of politeness became more and more obvious. "I don't hate Yang Zongyuan, but it doesn't mean that I must accept his invitation."

A smile finally appeared on Mrs. Yang's face. On the contrary, Yang Bingbing's little strength at the family banquet seemed good to her. Her daughter should not care about anyone's eyes and did not need to consider anyone's mood. If Yang Bingbing still wants to please others, she will be a failure as a mother.

When the smile on Mrs. Yang's face had not yet restrained, Yang Bingbing continued with a smile, "I promised him that I might go to have afternoon tea with him in the afternoon."

Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter in surprise. In her guess, Yang Bingbing should have a good impression on her classmate Su Yifan, but she didn't expect that she would accept Yang Zongyuan's invitation.

Yang Bingbing didn't mind her mother's surprise at all and said naturally, "My cousin asked me for tea. Of course, I won't completely refuse... It's normal to have a meal between relatives and friends."

Although Yang Bingbing didn't speak clearly, Mrs. Yang still heard it clearly. She was not interested in the cousin who was not related by blood at all. In fact, accepting this invitation was about the same as refusing.

As smart as Yang Zongyuan, can you probably tell the difference?

Mrs. Yang didn't care so much about Yang Zongyuan's mood. She just asked her daughter eagerly, "What do you want to eat for lunch?" Shall I prepare the kitchen or shall we go out?

Yang Bingbing bowed her head with a little embarrassment: "Well... I want to eat old-fashioned roast wheat. Can we go to Chinatown?"

For Mrs. Yang, her daughter has requirements to meet her expectations. Now she nodded and said, "No, I'll let someone prepare the car now... Do you want to bring some gifts for your classmates? I'll accompany you to choose."

Yang Bingbing remembered the Hermes wallet that Su Yifan brought back, and suddenly rose softly in her heart and nodded slightly: "Okay, let's pick it out."

In view of the fact that Yang Bingbing encountered before, she was not very happy, now Mrs. Yang has strengthened her security several times when she went out. Anne is still recovering from her injury, and Yang Bingbing also rejected Mrs. Yang's suggestion to prepare other bodyguards for herself. In contrast, she prefers to believe Anne and Li Enqi, who is now claimed to be responsible for her own safety. The girl hidden somewhere may appear beside her at some point, which must be a greater deterrent to those who try to threaten their safety, right?

After several generations of efforts, although the Chinese are still not the mainstream in the United States, they have developed a small circle enough to toss themselves. The restaurants opened by Cantonese people are mainstream in Chinese restaurants. After Yang Bingbing ate almost the best lobster roast wheat she has ever eaten in her life accompanied by her mother, the group moved to an old-fashioned handicraft shop to choose gifts for Cheng Shuixin and others.

Mrs. Yang accompanied her all the way. Seeing that Yang Bingbing was serious, she couldn't help asking more questions: "Male and female classmates?"

"Female classmate." Yang Bingbing really didn't know much about this kind of thing. She didn't hear the different meaning of Mrs. Yang's question and said without looking back, "It's the classmate who plans to go to Buffett lunch with me."

Mrs. Yang has a general impression of Cheng Shuixin, just like she only has a general impression of Yang Bingbing's school: "Oh... that smart girl?"

Speaking of Cheng Shuixin, Yang Bingbing is really impressed: "One of the smartest people I have ever seen."

Mrs Yang smiled and asked, "Would you like to bring her some other gifts back?"

The meaning is that the handicrafts here may not be liked by such girls. Maybe luxury goods and famous brands will be better.

Yang Bingbing shook her head: "She is very measured. If the gift is too expensive, she will be uneasy, and she will also think about returning gifts or something... It's too troublesome. It's good."

Mrs Yang said that she might really think too much. Since Yang Bingbing would say so, it proves that the relationship between the two is really good. When your daughter returns to China, she will secretly stuff something for her and let her go back for her own use...

In fact, thinking about it for a moment, Yang Bingbing never seemed to say whether she would stay in the United States or go back, but such a move undoubtedly told herself that she must go back. Mrs. Yang sighed slightly that when her daughter grew up, she also felt a little melancholy. Finally, her daughter could not stay with her for a long time, and it seemed that this idea could not be changed for a while.

Yang Bingbing, who was tilting her head to look at the necklace and pendant, looked at the handmade silver jewelry in the sun for a while and suddenly asked, "You say... If I want to do something, do you support it?"

Mrs Yang was slightly surprised. She almost never heard Yang Bingbing talk about similar topics, and she didn't even show any meaning in this regard. Unexpectedly, Yang Bingbing suddenly asked a question that many young people would consider. She was so casual and seemed to be a little resolute.

She put away her surprised attitude slightly, and Mrs. Yang smiled: "Have you made a decision yourself?"

Yang Bingbing put back the necklace in her hand and nodded, "I have a vague plan. I want to try it myself."

"What to try?" Mrs. Yang didn't expect her daughter to suddenly have such an idea. She couldn't help asking more questions. At the same time, she also said vigorously, "I will support you in whatever you want."

Yang Bingbing smiled and said, "Thank you... I know you have tolerated me very much."

Hearing her daughter's sudden words, Mrs. Yang, who was almost indifferent to all kinds of things, almost couldn't help crying.

The daughter's understanding of herself in this way may be undreamed for other parents, but in Mrs. Yang's opinion, she is full of sadness and helplessness.