The conservatory is very warm, the sun shines down through the glass roof, falls on the vibrant plants, and the leaves glow green, showing the joy of life.

The green theme is undoubtedly a part of the life of many wealthy families, even the Yang family.

Whether it is the delicate potted plants in the conservatory, or the flowers and plants in the courtyard, or some precious and precious flowers. There are many people in the Yang family who like to raise plants and watch plants, and Mrs. Yang is also a more enthusiastic one. Occasionally, during afternoon tea, Mrs. Yang would sit alone in the conservatory and take a nap, not only breathing in the air purified by a large number of plants, but also looking at the flowers or non-flowering plants, and thinking about the problems in the viewing.

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

There are not many servants around this villa, and Mrs. Yang wants to make the bed and quilt 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, even other details of life don't need to be arranged, Yang Bingbing has her own set of methods.

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

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

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

Sending everyone away was not just for the sake of safety, Mrs. Yang did not want to be alone with her daughter.

There was a faint natural aroma in the air, and Mrs. Yang knew that Yang Bingbing had already gotten up at this time, and she should be using the computer to surf the Internet. Originally, she wanted to go to her daughter's room and knock on the door, but she actually knew better that Yang Bingbing didn't need much comfort, and after experiencing that kind of thing, the girl showed more emotional stability than many adults.

How much torment and pain do you need to go through in order to achieve such growth? Thinking of this, Mrs. Yang couldn't help but feel sad.

Waiting in the sit-in, Mrs. Yang planned to go out for lunch with her daughter, and by the way, sort out the information she had investigated now and ask for her daughter's opinion. Just as I was wondering who was so bold and trying to challenge myself, I heard the sound of the glass door being pushed open from behind.

There is no need to look back, Mrs. Yang also knows that the only person who dares to come in without saying hello is probably Yang Bingbing.

Today's 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 among his peers in terms of height, is also a good scenery just standing there, with a faint smile on his face, as if something bad had never happened before.

"Mrs. Yang, morning."

Accustomed to hearing this kind of greeting with a little distance, Mrs. Yang didn't feel anything anymore, but her eyes were still warm when she looked at her daughter, and she hoped that the child could call herself a mother in person.

"Morning, did you sleep well?"

Yang Bingbing smiled very calmly, and there was not much excess emotion in her smile: "I didn't sleep well, I just didn't want to sleep." ”

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

Yang Bingbing walked over to Mrs. Yang and sat down, refilled her teacup with tea, and poured herself a cup.

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

What Yang Bingbing said is absolutely the truth, Mrs. Yang suffered all kinds of overturns and blows back then far more than today, and she also survived. What happened now is nothing to many rich people, just because it happened to her daughter, Mrs. Yang is extremely sensitive.

Seeing that Mrs. Yang didn't speak, Yang Bingbing continued: "Actually, it's okay, some things are better exposed later than early. The current situation is not out of your control, at most it is just a hassle to find out who did it. Wouldn't it be more troublesome to wait until the day when you really can't control it and then find out? ”

This level of persuasion obviously has no effect in Mrs. Yang's opinion, but it is very convincing because it is Yang Bingbing who is speaking. Mrs. Yang bowed slightly, of course she was worried about this kind of thing, and felt that it would be a little sad if the topic with her daughter was left with this one, so she tried to change the topic and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat at noon?" I'll take you out of the jaw to eat. ”

Yang Bingbing smiled: "Actually, Yang Zongyuan called me in the morning and wanted to take me out of the city to go around." ”

Mrs. Yang has always attached the most importance to her daughter's attitude, and immediately asked, "You agreed?" ”

"I said I hadn't decided yet, and I wanted to ask you." Yang Bingbing smiled calmly, and this politeness became more and more obvious, "I don't hate Yang Zongyuan, but it doesn't mean that I have to accept his invitation." ”

Mrs. Yang finally showed a smile on her face, the little strength that Yang Bingbing showed at the family banquet that day seemed good to her, and her Jiang Ran's daughter should not care about anyone's eyes, nor should she consider anyone's mood. If Yang Bingbing wants to be false and wronged in order to please others, he will inevitably fail to be a mother.

Before the smile on Mrs. Yang's face faded, Yang Bingbing had already smiled and continued: "I promised him that I might go to have afternoon tea with him in the afternoon." ”

Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter in a little surprise, in her guess, Yang Bingbing should have a good impression of her classmate Su Yifan, but she didn't expect her to 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 for tea, of course I won't completely refuse...... It's normal for relatives and friends to have a meal. ”

Although Yang Bingbing didn't say it clearly, Mrs. Yang still heard it clearly, she was not interested in the cousin who was not related by blood at all, and this kind of acceptance of the invitation was actually equivalent to refusal.

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

Mrs. Yang didn't care so much about Yang Zongyuan's mood, she just asked her daughter very earnestly: "Then what do you want to eat at noon?" Shall I let the kitchen prepare, or shall we go out? ”

Yang Bingbing bowed his head a little embarrassed: "That...... I want to eat old-fashioned siu mai, can we go to Chinatown? ”

For Mrs. Yang, her daughter's requirements are more in line with her expectations, so she nodded and said, "No problem, I'll let people prepare the car now...... Do you want to bring some gifts for your classmates, I'll accompany you to choose. ”

Yang Bingbing thought of the Hermes wallet that Su Yifan brought back to him, and a softness suddenly rose in his heart, and he nodded slightly: "Okay, let's pick and choose." ”

In view of the fact that Yang Bingbing encountered it before was not very pleasant, now Mrs. Yang has strengthened her security work several times when she goes out. Anne is still recuperating from her injuries, and Yang Bingbing also refuses Mrs. Yang's suggestion to prepare other bodyguards for herself, and she prefers to believe Anne and Li Enqi, who now claims to be in charge of her own safety. The girl who was hiding in the middle of nowhere might appear next to him at any point, which must be a greater deterrent to those who try to threaten their safety, right?

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

Mrs. Yang accompanied her throughout the process, and when she saw that Yang Bingbing was serious, she couldn't help but ask: "Male classmates and female classmates?" ”

"Female classmate." Yang Bingbing was really not very sensitive to this kind of thing, and he didn't hear the other meaning of Mrs. Yang's question, so he said without looking back, "It's the classmate who plans to go to Buffett's lunch with me." ”

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

Speaking of Cheng Shuixin, Yang Bingbing really admired: "I am one of the smartest people I have 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, and perhaps luxury goods and famous brands will work better.

Yang Bingbing shook her head: "She knows how to be measured, she will be uneasy if the gift is too expensive, and she will think about returning the gift or something...... It's too much trouble, but it's good like that. ”

Mrs. Yang said in her heart that she might really think too much, since Yang Bingbing would say this, it proves that the relationship between the two is really good. When the time comes, my daughter will return to China and secretly stuff something for her, so that she can go back and give it away for her own use......

In fact, after thinking about it for a while, Yang Bingbing didn't seem to say whether she stayed in the United States or went back, but such a move undoubtedly told herself that she must go back. While Mrs. Yang slightly sighed that her daughter had grown up, she also felt a little melancholy, her daughter finally couldn't stay by her side for a long time, and it seemed that this idea couldn't be changed for a while.

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

Madame Yang was slightly surprised, she had almost never heard Yang Bingbing talk about similar topics, and she had not even revealed any meaning in this regard. Unexpectedly, all of a sudden, Yang Bingbing asked a question that many young people would consider, and his attitude was so casual that some seemed to be a little resolute.

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

Yang Bingbing put the necklace back 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 this kind of thought, and couldn't help but want to ask more, and at the same time vigorously stated, "I will support you in whatever you want to do." ”

Yang Bingbing smiled: "Thank you...... I know you've been very tolerant of me. ”

Hearing her daughter say this suddenly, Mrs. Yang, who is usually almost indifferent to all kinds of things, almost couldn't help crying.

The daughter's understanding of herself in this way may not be dreamed of by other parents, but in Mrs. Yang's view, it is full of sadness and helplessness.