My Goddess

Yang Bingbing came out of the bedroom, and someone immediately notified Mrs. Yang.The mother and daughter met at the stairs. Mrs. Yang had already changed into a light and soft formal dress. There was no trace of tiredness on her face, and her eyes were almost shining when she looked at Yang Bingbing.

Facing her biological mother, Yang Bingbing was no longer so cautious and flustered, and nodded slightly towards Mrs. Yang.

"Hello, Mrs. Yang."

Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter in a daze. She once thought that her daughter's growth would tend to an uncontrollable direction, but she never expected that Yang Bingbing's growth would exceed her expectations in the end.Yang Bingbing, who was well-behaved and obedient since she was a child, basically didn't cry or fight over anything when she grew up.Such a quiet Yang Bingbing gradually became the perfect lady Mrs. Yang expected.

And the current Yang Bingbing is obviously more perfect than the one she is familiar with.

It is so beautiful that it makes people palpitate, polite and full of distance, this is simply the highest requirement that all rich people have for their female relatives.

And all of this seemed so natural when Yang Bingbing did it. She stood at the top of the stairs, like a well-mannered kid next door, using the way Mrs. Yang expected most, to reopen the relationship between her and Mrs. Yang indifferently. distance.

Of course Mrs. Yang could understand Yang Bingbing's thoughts, she didn't say much about this childish behavior, she just looked at her daughter with mixed feelings of pride and guilt.

Yang Bingbing, who looks so good, is naturally the pride of Mrs. Yang, but her daughter's growth trajectory has nothing to do with her, and Mrs. Yang feels that she owes her daughter a lot.

In particular, Yang Bingbing has to face these things she hates for herself, which makes Mrs. Yang feel that she has not fulfilled her duties as a mother.

Standing at the top of the stairs and looking down at Mrs. Yang at the corner, Yang Bingbing sighed, walked over and took the initiative to take Mrs. Yang's arm.

"Shouldn't you be smiling now?"

Madam Yang also sighed, and patted the back of her daughter's hand lightly.

"troubled you."

"No, this is my own choice." Yang Bingbing repeated, "Go down, don't let people wait too long."

Almost all relatives related to the Yang family and Mrs. Yang’s family came today. Mrs. Yang didn’t give Yang Bingbing a detailed introduction to the chaotic group of people, and said in a low voice: “Anyway, you can’t remember. gone."

Yang Bingbing nodded, she also felt that there was no need to spend so much time memorizing the names of relatives whom she would never contact again.She already knew some relatives who were really related by blood, and it was easy to say hello.

Compared with families staying in China, big families overseas pay more attention to some old-fashioned etiquette.Yang Bingbing's simple and polite gesture has won praise from many people. No matter if she is sincere or not, at least people feel that she should indeed be Mrs. Yang's daughter.Not only inherited the beauty, but also the innate calmness.

In the crowd, Yang Bingbing also saw Wang Fang, who called him his cousin. Normally, this kid looked quite talented, but when he was in the crowd of successful people crawling all over the ground, he didn't have any special features.Everyone dressed like penguins, walked cautiously, and smiled even less than their acting skills.Yang Bingbing suddenly felt that this occasion was very similar to Hei Cheng Shuixin's small group of girls socializing.Probably everyone is doing well in their respective circles of life, and when they get together, they don't show any intention of accommodating others, and the topics and expressions can only be maintained in a neutral manner.

Coming down the stairs, Yang Bingbing met most of the scrutinizing gazes, which were a little more amazed and disdainful.Stunning comes from men, and disdain comes from women.In private, the women commented on this girl with a classic charm in their own harsh tones, commenting on her taste and dress, appearance and figure.

Yang Bingbing sneered in her heart, it really wasn't much different from the school, even the wording was almost the same.

Mrs. Yang prepared a family banquet for Yang Bingbing in the form of cold meals, which is more in line with the current large number of people.Because she was holding Mrs. Yang's hand, Yang Bingbing was not harassed by any young talents, even Wang Fang dared to watch from a distance, and did not come forward to talk to her.

Mrs. Yang went downstairs one step before Dai Qing, and dialed the phone immediately.

The phone signal crossed the base station, passed through countless buildings and human bodies, and entered the top floor of a luxury apartment only a few streets away from Yang's house.From here, you can overlook the scenery of the city, and you can see many mediocre people rushing between the cities.For young people who can still enjoy endless entertainment time during workdays, such a location is indeed perfect.

When Dai Qing called, Yang Zongyuan was toasting with a friend in such an apartment.

The apartment was clean and spacious, the central living room was basically vacated as a party venue, and the carpet on the floor extended to the balcony.The huge floor-to-ceiling windows are so clean that they are almost transparent, and there are light white tables, chairs and parasols on the balcony, leaving enough space for people to sit around and look at the city.

Several well-dressed young people had faint smiles on each other's faces, and the wine glasses in their hands collided with each other, making a crisp "ding" sound.

Such an occasion is actually less like a gathering of good friends and more like some kind of polite social occasion.

Compared with Wang Fang, Yang Zongyuan, who is 1.8 meters tall, has a more kind smile, bright eyes, and a more friendly temperament, and there are not as many small movements as Wang Fang.

If it was Wang Fang, he would never have a drink with friends in such a clean or even fun-free place.

Several people took a sip of the wine in the glass very measuredly, Yang Zongyuan put down the glass, his eyes sparkled, it didn't look like he had drunk wine at all.

On the dining table in front of several people, two empty bottles have been placed, indicating that the current rhythm should be a drink after booze.

Seeing Yang Zongyuan put down his wine glass, one of the youths dressed like a stockbroker spoke first, "Zongyuan, I heard that your relatives in China have already rushed back today, why don't you go back and have a look?"

Yang Zongyuan was still holding the wine glass with his finger, glanced at the young man with a smile, and asked, "What am I going back for?"

The young man was stunned by the rhetorical question, and he said as a matter of course: "Meet your princess. I heard that your cousin is super beautiful. Hey, we are all a little curious."

Yang Zongyuan's expression remained unchanged, and his posture of holding the wine glass was still very natural: "You just want to see him, I won't go back today."

"Why?" The young man still didn't understand, "Now when everyone is competing to show off, what are you hiding?"

"Appearing in a swarm, making a fuss, it's not interesting." Yang Zongyuan looked at the city lights outside the window and said, "Do you think I'm like them?"

The young man knew Yang Zongyuan very well, and nodded silently upon hearing this.

Yang Zongyuan insisted on drinking and chatting with his friends at this time, his attitude was self-evident.

Another young man with an afro wearing earrings said with a smile: "I just admire your calmness, I would definitely go and see it. You and your princess have never met before, right? I heard that my sister worships you." Brother, you still have a lot of opportunities."

Yang Zongyuan didn't mind his friend making fun of him, he smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't think it's that simple. Yang Bingbing's conflicts with her family for so many years suddenly eased up this year. Do you think she just came back to see her family? Anyway? I don't believe it."

"How deep can a female student be?" The young man dressed like a stockbroker said with a smile, "Is the little girl still a problem in front of you?"

Yang Zongyuan did not refute or speak this time, and he was obviously confident in this statement.

Several people were talking about Yang Zongyuan's cousin, and the topic also revolved around the foundation managed by Yang Zongyuan and some content businesses, when Yang Zongyuan's phone rang.

Seeing the number on the phone, Yang Zongyuan frowned, picked up the phone and walked to the balcony.

Dai Qing was familiar with his son the most, and the moment the phone was connected, he went straight to the point: "Mrs. Yang asked you to come back and entertain Yang Bingbing."

When carrying Mrs. Yang on their backs, everyone would not call her by her name, but use this address that she deliberately emphasized.Mrs. Yang's celibacy is obvious. She has never shy away from the fact that she has lost her husband, and she has always regarded herself as a member of the Yang family.This attitude made everyone in the Yang family feel more comfortable, and it also bridged many conflicts between the two families.

Hearing his mother's call, Yang Zongyuan was not surprised. In his impression, he was the only one among his peers who could really deal with Yang Bingbing.At that moment, Wang Fang, who wanted to swallow Yang Bingbing in one gulp, was worse than a toad in Yang Zongyuan's eyes. If Yang Bingbing really fell in love with Wang Fang blindly, he wouldn't be worthy of his careful attention.

"Wait a while, I'll go back."

Dai Qingfeng said angrily: "What are you waiting for? Mrs. Yang told me in person just now to let you come back. What future do you have with those cronies? Come back to me quickly!"

Facing his mother's eagerness, Yang Zongyuan said calmly: "Wait a while before you will appear sincere."

Dai Qing has nothing to do with her son. Sometimes Yang Zongyuan's actions run counter to hers, but it just works.At this age, the son has no choice but to tolerate each other.

"I don't care what your reasons are, anyway, you must get along well with your sister." Dai Qing emphasized in a low voice, "This is your best chance, do you understand?"

"I understand." Yang Zongyuan looked at the night scene of the city streets he was familiar with, and replied in a low voice, "I understand better than you, so you don't need to educate me."

"........."

Although his son often refuted himself, Dai Qing still felt a little aggrieved by his son's response in this tone.

Putting away the phone, Yang Zongyuan returned to the living room.

"I'm sorry everyone, today can only end early." Yang Zongyuan smiled calmly, as if he was going on a date with his beloved girlfriend, "I'll go back and meet my princess, if she is really beautiful , introduce to everyone."