My Goddess

Not all people who live in Long Island are rich, just like many Chinese overseas relatives may not be rich. This is just a conceptual misunderstanding.Many people who work in Manhattan and live on Long Island have nothing to do with the financial circle, and are at most small middle class in the United States.In this crowded area, countless people rush between the urban area and their homes every day. The geological structure formed by the glacial deposits carries the dreams and comfort of many Americans.

For Su Yifan, the city sky here is almost broken, because too many high-level people have torn the line of sight.As the car slowly slowed down, Su Yifan quickly looked away.

"almost there?"

"It's over there." Su Xiaoqing pointed to a mansion at the end of his sight, "Your classmate's house is not simple."

Su Yifan smiled: "Miss Qing, you already knew about it, right?"

Su Xiaoqing squinted her eyes and nodded slightly: "I know a little bit, but it has nothing to do with you. Do friends between classmates also depend on their family background?"

Su Yifan said: "You really should tell Chen Xin once, I don't know how he will react."

The two didn't say a few words, and the car had already stopped at the destination.

Su Yifan raised his head and glanced at the vast wall, but his mood was surprisingly calm.

After seeing Su Xiaoqing's company, Su Yifan felt that he had an instinctive immunity against such things as money and power.

"You really don't need me to accompany you?" Su Xiao asked again with a light smile.

Su Yifan shook his head, opened the door and got out of the car by himself.

"Miss Qing, take a break, I'll be back in a while."

Su Xiaoqing nodded approvingly, now Su Yifan is more and more showing the kind of mature temperament that can face all problems, this is what makes Su Xiaoqing most gratified.Seeing Su Yifan confidently walking towards the door not far away, the smile on Su Xiaoqing's face was wider than before.

Yi Lan and Ola sitting in the front row were not in the mood to care about this. After exchanging a look, they both understood the enthusiasm from the other's gaze.

Su Xiaoqing yawned, and whispered to the two of them, "Don't you be so fanatical?"

Yi Lan replied with a serious face: "Miss Su, I'm not like you who don't care about these things at all."

Su Xiaoqing leaned down and closed her eyes: "I'll sleep for a while, Oula, you can follow Su Yifan, I'm still worried about him."

Euler didn't speak, opened the door and got out of the car.On the contrary, Yi Lan looked at Su Xiaoqing in astonishment, and then looked at the back of Su Yifan who was walking away, her eyes were full of puzzlement.

Walking in front of the gate, Su Yifan let himself calm down first.

This is his first contact with a real mansion.

The door in front of me is so finely crafted that it is impossible to see it in China, although it looks like iron railings from a distance.After walking into Su Yifan, he found that there were embossments of different styles on each sticker. This kind of demeanor was no longer a way of showing off wealth. Su Yifan recognized some of the patterns on those embossments. And text.

Yang Bingbing asked herself to return a ruby ​​necklace, but said nothing other than that.When Su Yifan really arrived at the destination, he realized that things were not as simple as he imagined. The place he came to deliver things to was definitely beyond the scope of his usual contact.

Through the iron railing, Su Yifan could see the scenery in the courtyard.There is a driveway in the center of the wide courtyard lawn, and it is at least hundreds of meters deep to see a corner of the villa.The weather in May is already very warm, and the whole yard shows a delightful greenness, and the lawn is neat and clean.

There is also a huge swimming pool that looks like it could be used for swimming competitions.Su Yifan couldn't help criticizing the rich in his heart, and then thought that his sister Qing was also a rich person, so he suppressed the anger of the poor boy.

There are two men like security guards inside the iron gate, both of whom are blond-haired white men.The two of them were not wearing black suits and sunglasses like the security guards in many movies and TV shows, but dressed casually, sitting on two benches with their eyes closed and rested.

Su Yifan approached the gate, but the two didn't respond.After Su Yifan stood at the door for a while and finished in a daze, one of the men suddenly stood up, jumped up from the recliner as if his body had been loaded with springs, and stood straight on the grass.

"Hi, Konnichiwa."

Su Yifan was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party thought of him as Japanese, so he quickly corrected him in English: "No, I'm Chinese."

The tall and strong white man grinned: "Oh, I'm sorry. Mr. from China, what do you want?"

Su Yifan felt that this white man didn't seem to have the natural resistance of Westerners towards Chinese people, as if he was quite respectful, so he said in his broken English: "I'm going to deliver something to Mrs. Yang for someone else."

The address of Mrs. Yang caught the attention of two white men, and another man who was listening to music on the recliner also stood up. He was taller, more than 1.9 meters tall.He has a square face with short blond hair, and a large flame-shaped tattoo on the right side of the neck, spreading from the shoulder to the back of the ear.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

This level of English Su Yifan can still understand, he shook his head and said: "No, I just came to deliver something."

The man who walked over earlier had a less relaxed expression than before, and frowned: "Sir, we can't let you see Mrs. Yang without an appointment."

Su Yifan could barely understand this sentence, he could only say: "I must hand this thing over to Mrs. Yang."

The tattooed bodyguard lowered his head and muttered something in English, but Su Yifan couldn't hear it clearly, and vaguely thought it was some kind of "stubborn Chinese".

Seeing the expressions and demeanor of those two people, Su Yifan felt that it would be useless to continue talking.The most important thing is that my language level is barely able to speak a few simple words with these two people, and the requirements for continuing communication are complicated and changeable.

Thanks to the exam-oriented education, Su Yifan still learned British English at school, and his accent must be weird to Americans.

The two security guards also seemed to find it troublesome to communicate with Su Yifan, one of them picked up the walkie-talkie and said something in a low voice, and the other said to Su Yifan: "Please wait a moment."

Su Yifan nodded, stood straight at the door, held the box containing the gemstone necklace in his pocket with one hand, and waited quietly.

This is also one of Su Yifan's strengths, he is a very patient person.

It didn't take long for someone to come over, sitting in a battery car.The person who came was a young Chinese man, wearing a very flamboyant white suit, and his hair was neatly arranged.The driver of the battery car was also a stout Caucasian male, the muscles on his arms were tense, and the thickness of the biceps was probably comparable to Zhang Yao's small waist.

Before the car came to a complete stop, the young man in the white suit jumped out and walked towards the gate quickly.

As they got closer, Su Yifan immediately felt a domineering look on this young man's face.

The young man in a white suit stood at the door, looking at Su Yifan through the iron railing, with extreme disdain on his expression.

"That is, you want to see Auntie?"

The mandarin spoken by the young man was a bit soft, but Su Yifan could hear the strong sense of superiority.

It is normal for people who live in this kind of place to have some sense of superiority.Su Yifan didn't intend to dwell on these issues, and calmly said to the young man: "Someone asked me to send something to Mrs. Yang."

The young man frowned with his hands behind his back, took out his handkerchief and dusted his chest, as if talking to Su Yifan made him feel unclean.

"what?"

Facing this narcissistic young man, Su Yifan felt that the two Americans beside him were cuter.Due to communication problems, he could only answer: "A necklace."

"What necklace?" The man in the white suit seemed impatient, and his tone was still condescending.

Su Yifan felt that he saw an elite version of Chen Xin again. He knew that he didn't need to compete with this kind of person, so he took out the box containing the necklace from his pocket, opened it and faced the young man in the white suit.

The ruby ​​necklace sparkled in the sun, reflecting on the young man's face.

Almost at the same time that Su Yifan took out the necklace, the expression of the man in the white suit changed drastically.

"Where did you get this thing from?"

Faced with this kind of questioning, Su Yifan finally replied angrily: "I want to see Mrs. Yang, and I will leave after returning the things to her."

The young man stared at the necklace, his voice turned cold: "Who gave you this necklace? Is it a girl?"

Su Yifan noticed that Ola had already walked beside him, and stood aside without speaking.When the three white men saw Ola, they wanted to throw their eyeballs over, and finally the one who came with the young man whistled a frivolous whistle.

Ola didn't look at these men at all, she stood beside Su Yifan with downcast eyes, but her face was raised slightly.

Su Yifan didn't really want to answer this young man in a white suit. His usual patience made him answer: "Yang Bingbing is my classmate."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed angrily, "Okay, what a classmate! She asked you to deliver this thing, right? She asked you to deliver it?"

Su Yifan didn't expect the young man's reaction to be so strong, subconsciously took a step back.

Neurotics are always scarier than normal people, Su Yifan has only seen such neurotic people on TV since he was a child.

"I never thought that she would choose such a person to give the necklace." The young man completely ignored the people around him after entering the self-state, as if talking to himself or to Su Yifan, "She wants Are you deliberately provoking me in this way?"

Su Yifan turned his head and glanced at Ola: "Mr. Ola, should we go back first?"

Ola didn't speak, and took off the sunglasses and put them on the clothes that propped up his chest.

The young man over there suddenly seemed to have come to his senses, and his eyes were fixed on Su Yifan.

"Kid, leave the necklace, you can go!"

Su Yifan looked seriously at this young man who kept talking to himself, shook his head and said, "No, I have to give it to Mrs. Yang myself."

The man in the white suit said angrily, "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

Su Yifan continued to shake his head honestly: "I haven't seen you, of course I don't know."

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