My Goddess

The conservatory is very warm. The sun shines from the glass roof and falls on the vigorous plants. Every leaf is glowing green, showing the joy of life.

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

Whether it is the exquisite potted plants in the greenhouse, the flowers and plants in the garden, or some rare and precious flowers.There are quite a few people in the Yang family who like to raise and watch plants, and among them, there is Mrs. Yang who is more enthusiastic about raising plants.Occasionally during afternoon tea, Mrs. Yang would sit alone in the conservatory for a short rest, not only breathing the air purified by a large number of plants, but also looking at those blooming or not blooming plants, thinking about problems while viewing.

Today's Mrs. Yang was uncharacteristically, she came to the greenhouse early in the morning by herself, staring at a tulip flower bud with purple-black petals.

There are not many servants around this villa anymore. Mrs. Yang wanted to make the bed for her daughter by herself, but found that Yang Bingbing had learned to take good care of herself.Everything in the room does not need to be cleaned, and even other details of life do not need to be arranged. Yang Bingbing has her own method.

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

This is Madam Yang's pride, and it is also a faint pain in Madam Yang's heart.

After drinking a cup of tea, Mrs. Yang frowned habitually, staring at the unopened tulip and continued thinking about her daughter.

It's not just for the sake of safety that everyone is sent away. Mrs. Yang may not want to be alone with her daughter.

There was a faint natural fragrance lingering in the air, and Madam Yang knew that Yang Bingbing had already woken up at this time and was probably using the computer.She originally wanted to knock on the door of her daughter's room, but she knew better that Yang Bingbing didn't need much comfort. After going through that kind of thing, the girl's emotional stability has surpassed that of many adults.

How much suffering and pain do you need to experience in order to achieve such growth?Thinking of this, Mrs. Yang will inevitably feel sad.

Waiting in the meditation, Mrs. Yang planned to go out to have lunch with her daughter. By the way, she sorted out the information she had investigated and asked her daughter for her opinion.Just as he was thinking about who was so bold and careful to challenge himself, there was the sound of the glass door being pushed open behind him.

Without looking back, Mrs. Yang knew that the only person who dared to come in without saying hello was probably Yang Bingbing.

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

"Mrs. Yang, good morning."

Being used to this kind of greeting with a little distance, Mrs. Yang didn't feel much anymore, but she still couldn't hide her enthusiasm when she looked at her daughter. She wished that the child could call herself mother.

"Morning, have you slept well?"

Yang Bingbing smiled calmly, without much extra emotion in the smile: "I didn't sleep well, I just don't want to sleep anymore."

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

Yang Bingbing went to sit down opposite Mrs. Yang, refilled her teacup and poured a cup for herself.

"Actually, you don't have to worry. With Enki here, I'll be fine." Yang Bingbing naturally explained Mrs. Yang's troubles now, and said softly, "Compared to what you have experienced before, this kind of thing can only be regarded as a trivial matter."

What Yang Bingbing said was absolutely true. The strife and blows Mrs. Yang suffered back then far exceeded today's, and she survived the same.The things that happened to many rich people are nothing to many rich people. Mrs. Yang is very sensitive just because it happened to her own daughter.

Seeing that Mrs. Yang was silent, Yang Bingbing continued: "Actually, that's fine too. Some things are better exposed sooner than later. The current situation is not beyond your control. The most important thing is to find out who did it. Wouldn't it be more troublesome to wait until the day when you really can't control it?"

This level of reassurance obviously has no effect in Mrs. Yang's view, but it is very convincing because Yang Bingbing is speaking.Mrs. Yang nodded slightly. Of course she was worried about this kind of thing, and felt that it would be a bit sad if this was the only topic left between her and her daughter, so she tried to change the subject and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat at noon? I'll take you out to eat. "

Yang Bingbing smiled: "Actually, Yang Zongyuan called me this morning and wanted 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 made up my mind yet, I have to ask you." Yang Bingbing smiled calmly, and this kind of rustiness in 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. Yang Bingbing's a little bit of aggression at the family banquet that day seemed good to her. Her Jiang Ran's daughter should not care about anyone's eyes, and don't need to consider anyone's mood.If Yang Bingbing still made false claims in order to please others, it would be too much of a failure for her as a mother.

Before the smile on Mrs. Yang's face faded, Yang Bingbing continued with a smile, "I promised him that I might have afternoon tea with him in the afternoon."

Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter in surprise. She guessed that Yang Bingbing had a crush on her classmate Su Yifan, but she did not expect that she would accept Yang Zongyuan's invitation.

Yang Bingbing didn't mind her mother's surprise at all, and said as a matter of course: "My cousin asked me to drink tea, of course I wouldn't completely refuse... It's normal for relatives and friends to have a meal."

Although Yang Bingbing didn't make it very clear, Mrs. Yang heard clearly that she was not interested in that unrelated cousin at all, and accepting an invitation like this was actually tantamount to refusing.

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

Mrs. Yang didn't care much about Yang Zongyuan's mood, she just asked her daughter earnestly: "Then what do you want for lunch? Shall I let the kitchen prepare it, or shall we go out?"

Yang Bingbing bowed her head in embarrassment: "Well... I want to eat old-fashioned siu mai, can we go to Chinatown?"

For Mrs. Yang, it is more in line with her expectations if her daughter has requirements. She nodded immediately and said: "No problem, I will have someone prepare the car now... Do you want to bring some gifts for the students? I will accompany you to choose."

Yang Bingbing thought of the Hermès wallet that Su Yifan brought back for him, and suddenly felt a surge of softness in his heart, and nodded slightly: "Okay, let's go and pick."

In view of the fact that Yang Bingbing encountered it before was not very pleasant, and now Mrs. Yang has stepped up security work several times when she goes out.Annie is still recovering from her injuries, and Yang Bingbing also rejected Mrs. Yang's suggestion to prepare other bodyguards for herself. In contrast, she is more willing to trust Annie and Li Enqi, who now claims to be responsible for her own safety.That girl who was hiding somewhere might appear by my side at any time, and it must have been a greater deterrent to those who tried to threaten my safety, right?

After several generations of hard work, although the Chinese are still not the mainstream in the United States, they have developed a small circle that is enough for themselves.Restaurants opened by Cantonese people are considered mainstream among Chinese restaurants. Yang Bingbing, accompanied by her mother, ate a meal that was almost the best lobster siu mai she had ever eaten in her life, and the group moved to an old-fashioned handicraft shop for Cheng Shuixin They choose presents.

Mrs. Yang accompanied her all the way, and seeing Yang Bingbing's serious choice, she couldn't help asking: "Male classmate, female classmate?"

"Female classmate." Yang Bingbing is really not very sensitive to this kind of thing. She didn't hear the other meaning in Mrs. Yang's question, and said without turning her head, "It's the classmate who plans to go to Buffett's 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 very smart girl?"

Speaking of Cheng Shuixin, Yang Bingbing really admired her: "He's one of the smartest people I've ever met."

Mrs. Yang smiled and asked, "Then do you want to bring her some other gifts back?"

The implication is that the handicrafts here may not be liked by such girls, maybe the effect of luxury goods and famous brands will be better.

Yang Bingbing shook her head: "She knows how to measure, she will feel uneasy if the gift is too expensive, and she will think about returning the gift... It's too troublesome, so it's fine."

Mrs. Yang thought that she might really be overthinking it. Since Yang Bingbing would say that, it proves that the relationship between the two is really good.When the time comes for my daughter to return to the country, I will secretly stuff something for her, and let her go back and give it to someone else for her own use...

In fact, thinking about it a little bit, Yang Bingbing seems to have never said whether she will stay in the United States or go back, but this behavior undoubtedly told herself that she must go back.Mrs. Yang felt slightly sad that her daughter had grown up, but also felt a little melancholy. Finally, her daughter could not stay with her for a long time, and it seemed that this thought could not be changed for a while.

Yang Bingbing, who was tilting his head to look at the necklace pendant, stared at the handmade silver jewelry for a while, and suddenly asked: "You said... If I want to do something, do you support it?"

Madam Yang felt a little surprised, she almost never heard Yang Bingbing talk about similar topics, and she didn't even reveal any meaning in this regard.Unexpectedly, suddenly, Yang Bingbing asked a question that many young people would consider, with such a casual attitude, it seemed a bit firm.

Slightly putting away her surprised attitude, Mrs. Yang smiled slightly: "Have you already made a decision yourself?"

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

"Try what?" Mrs. Yang didn't expect her daughter to suddenly have such an idea. She couldn't help but want to ask more, and at the same time made a strong statement, "I will support you whatever you want."

Yang Bingbing smiled sweetly: "Thank you... I know you have tolerated me very much."

Hearing what her daughter said suddenly, even Mrs. Yang, who was usually indifferent to all kinds of things, almost couldn't help crying.

For other parents, the daughter's understanding of herself might not even have been dreamed of, but in Mrs. Yang's eyes, it was full of sadness and helplessness.