The Richest Man's Mother Recognizes His Relatives: I Am The Second Generation Of Super Rich

A new day, morning.

Su Yang hugged Jiang Yao, who was tortured to death by him last night, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After changing clothes and carrying the suitcase downstairs, my mother had already gotten up and was waiting for them to have breakfast together.

At the dinner table, Yang Yingyu seemed to be in a much better mood today and kept talking.

"Yang'er, have you brought enough clothes? The sun in Yangcheng is very poisonous, you should pay attention to sun protection, and wear light and breathable clothes." Yang Yingyu told her son while making breakfast for her son.

"I've brought enough. Yaoyao has packed many sets of clothes for me." Su Yang enjoyed this feeling of being cared for.

"What about the medicine? Yangcheng is relatively hot and humid, and it's easy to get acclimatized. Remember to go to the hospital if you don't feel well. Don't hold on." Yang Yingyu continued to instruct.

"Yes, I will take care of myself." Su Yang promised.

"Where's the Little Golden Dragon Pill? Have you brought it with you?" Yang Yingyu looked at him with concern.

"I've brought it with me. Sister Yaoyao gave me two small bottles, which is enough for a few months." Su Yang said with a smile.

"Yang'er, keep this bank card, it's mom's supplementary gold card." Yang Yingyu took out a black gold card and warned again.

"Mom, the money from the card you gave me before hasn't been used much yet." Su Yang was helpless.

"What if you don't have enough money for urgent needs? Put it in your pocket for later use." Yang Yingyu said seriously and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

"Okay." Su Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she had to accept it and keep her mother's words in mind.

Jiang Yao's beautiful eyes hid her smile and looked at this heartwarming scene happily.

She had already told Su Yang a lot when she went to bed last night, so she left all her time to Aunt Yang now.

After the three of them finished breakfast, Yang Yingyu insisted on re-checking Su Yang's luggage, and then they set off to the airport together with peace of mind.

It may be because it rained last night. The weather is gloomy today and the sun cannot be seen.

In about half an hour, the car drove into Pudong International Airport.

Concubine Su Qing was already waiting at the airport. When she saw the car approaching, she waved excitedly.

The car stopped not far from her, and Su Yang got out of the car.

The first thing I was attracted by was the luxurious private jet behind Concubine Su Qing.

That's right, when he returned to Lingnan with his aunt today, he took his aunt's private plane directly there.

Therefore, you don’t have to board the plane, get a ticket and go through security like you would normally do when flying, you can just drive your car onto the tarmac.

Anyway, for families like the Yang family and the Su family, a private jet is just a big toy.

"Yangyang, do you miss your aunt?" Concubine Su Qing had already twisted her waist, swayed her skirt, and ran over with a smile.

She is wearing a beige suspender dress today, with a crystal green jadeite pendant hanging on her jade neck, her European style is full, and a red ribbon dotted with rhinestones is tied around her waist. The fluttering skirt reveals two calves like jade and snow, The red stiletto heels clicked loudly.

Su Yang looked at Concubine Su Qing, who was running towards her, and gave her a funny look: "Sending messages every day is annoying, and you still want me to miss you?"

"Auntie, I'm bored. I'm kept in a golden house by you every day without any entertainment." Concubine Su Qing stood in front of him with a happy face.

Her little nephew is going to Lingnan with her. He doesn't have to stay in the villa every day. He is almost getting moldy.

"If you don't want to be in the Magic City, why don't you go back first?"

Yang Yingyu came down from behind Su Yang and stared at Concubine Su Qing coldly, still not giving her a good look.

Concubine Su Qing laughed, and stared at her with her hands on her hips, "Who am I, Concubine Su Qing of Lingnan! Can you control me? I can go wherever I like."

Enemy meet again murderous Peng Bai!

Su Yang raised his brows and said, "Give me some face today and stop arguing, okay?"

Only then did Yang Yingyu and Concubine Su Qing snort at each other, and stopped throwing the knife at each other.

"Yaoyao, this is my little nephew's luggage, right?" Concubine Su Qing came to Jiang Yao with a gust of fragrant wind, and pointed to the two suitcases beside her with a smile.

"Well, Aunt Concubine, these two suitcases belong to Ayang." Jiang Yao smiled sweetly.

"That's fine, leave it to me." Concubine Su Qing beckoned to her assistants and asked them to send the suitcase to the plane first.

Yang Yingyu took her son's two hands, looked at him tenderly with phoenix eyes, pursed her red lips and said softly, "Yang'er, do what you want to do, experience what you want to choose." , Mom wishes you all the best."

"Mom, the brief separation is for a better reunion, wait for me to come back!" Su Yang gave his mother a hug.

Yang Yingyu hummed heavily, hugged her son tightly and buried her head in his arms, afraid that she might not be able to hold back the tears, she was already speechless.

Concubine Su Qing waited for a while before she reminded: "Yangyang, we are about to leave soon."

"Got it." Su Yang patted his mother on the back, let go of her, and then walked in front of Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao smiled knowingly, put her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. After a while, she gasped and said softly, "Honey, I wish you a smooth journey, I'll wait for you at home."

"Well, take care of yourself, and take care of my mother for me." Su Yang put his arms around Jiang Yao's slender waist and kissed her sweet lips, then let her go gently.

Then he took his mother with one hand and Jiang Yao with the other, and they just stood there looking at each other, with parting sorrow in their eyes.

Concubine Su Qing sighed, knowing that the more she dragged on, the more reluctant she would be to give up, so she stepped forward and grabbed Su Yang's arm, glanced at Jiang Yao, then at Yang Yingyu, and said sincerely, "You can rest assured that Yang Yingyu will be in love with you." Leave Yang to me, I will take good care of him, and guarantee that the next time you see him, he will still be unscathed."

Ten minutes later, the private jet that Su Yang boarded turned on its lights and began to enter the runway from the taxi entrance and was about to take off.

Yang Yingyu looked at the plane that was drifting away, and the emotions that had been barely controlled just now with the perennial determination and courage of a strong woman completely collapsed.

"Yang'er!!" Yang Yingyu yelled in pain, and the tears that had been accumulated for a long time burst out of her eyes instantly.

It wasn't until she saw her son leaving her side and went to a city more than 1,300 kilometers away that she realized that she really couldn't lose him, and her heart ached from the bottom of her heart.

"Aunt Yang doesn't cry, Ayang will be back soon." Jiang Yao supported Yang Yingyu, murmured as she looked at the plane with a sense of loss, her eye circles turned red, and tears fell on the ground in swirls.

There are always some things that need to disappear to prove its preciousness.

"My son is really gone..." Yang Yingyu looked at the plane that had taken off, her eyes dim.

"He will come back." Jiang Yao said firmly.

Yang Yingyu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then turned around in panic and ran to the car.

"Aunt Yang, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Yao hurriedly followed.

"I'm going to chase my son, at least send him out of Shanghai." Yang Yingyu got into the Rolls-Royce.

"How to chase?" Jiang Yao was slightly taken aback, and also got into the car.

"Use a car to chase after!" Yang Yingyu's goose egg face was covered with tears, but she was standing on the car window looking at the plane and smiling with rain.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Liu, who was driving in front, understood Madam's thoughts, and immediately slammed on the accelerator.

that day!

The magic city is on the high speed!

Yang Yingyu took her life as her life, and her top speed was 340km/h.

Want to chase the plane with Rolls-Royce! !

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