MTL - Fight To the Third Generation-Chapter 2 Aunt and only child
strictly speaking.
Su Yehao's mother, Tang Jiayu, is a regular wife in terms of status. She has obtained a marriage certificate and is the kind that the matchmaker is marrying.
Although she didn't divorce her husband, she lived apart for many years. She didn't live with Su Yehao and his son. She moved to the next door to Hong Kong City to settle down and take care of the family's medical group.
For these things, I still have a vague impression.
Su Yehao only remembers his mother's side. There are four private hospitals in Hong Kong City and two private hospitals in Las Vegas. In addition, he is also engaged in medical equipment and pharmaceutical business. His strength should not be underestimated.
In the villa of Panlong Villa, together with their father and son, two concubines lived together.
The second concubine's name is Sun Wandi. She is in her early 40s this year. She has several old buildings in her ancestral property. She is barely a rich woman.
The third concubine used to be a little star, her name was Wu Tianyun, and she was 40 years old this year.
As for the outside, there is actually a fourth concubine.
The fourth concubine is a blond and blue-eyed canary. Because she grew up in Las Vegas, her language and thinking habits are no different from the locals in Las Vegas.
This fourth concubine's name is Susan, she is in her thirties, and she is of French nationality.
Su Yehao vaguely remembered that it was because Father Su brought this French canary home that he succeeded in breaking through the bottom line and **** off his mother.
Because of this, the second concubine and the third concubine were also very angry, forcing Su Yehao's biological father, Su Sihai, to keep the new canary outside and not allow him to bring it home.
With so many concubines, there is only one child in the family, Su Yehao.
to this end.
The second aunt and the third aunt have tried a lot, but they have been unable to succeed.
They all know how much Su Sihai values this precious son, so they are very kind to Su Yehao.
Su Yehao forgot a lot of things.
Some things came to his mind as naturally as they were born to know.
There are several cars parked in the garage in the yard. Among them, there is a brand new Ferrari F50, in addition to a white Porsche 911GT2, which he received for his birthday last year.
Plus an orange McLaren F1LM, there are only five in the world.
Last year, the second wife just gave her a Porsche 911, and Su Yehao's mother turned around and bought this McLaren F1LM for her son.
Wait until you get back to your room.
While recalling various things, Su Yehao stared at his luxury car in a daze.
Almost every resident of the casino city wants to live in this expensive Bishop's Hill mansion. In fact, this place doesn't look too luxurious in Su Yehao's eyes.
There is no lawn in the yard, just a fountain, and it has not been opened yet.
There are a total of nine rooms in the villa. The exterior walls are painted with water stains and moss. The interior decoration is resplendent and luxurious.
Influenced by old memories, and Su Yehao was stimulated by the wealth and identity he had now, his mind was full of inexplicable wealth, and it was not so difficult to accept all this.
After a long smirk, she stood on the balcony and looked at the night view of the city.
After returning to the room again, at a loss for a long time, he sat in front of the wooden table in the small study and wrote everything he dreamed of with a pen.
"To soak up all the beauties."
"I need to change the luxury car every year..."
Just after writing these two things, Su Yehao got stuck.
Immediately, she couldn't help crying.
Sure enough, he has been poor for too long, and he is careful even in his dreams. He has no genes of extravagance and waste.
I was so excited that night that I didn't fall asleep until after three in the morning...
The next morning, more than seven o'clock.
After waking up early, he stared at the unfamiliar room for a long time, and when he heard the servant call him to go downstairs for dinner, Su Yehao got up and washed.
The standard aristocratic school uniform has been ironed flat.
There is a school badge in the shape of a shield on the chest, which reads "Donghuang Rose Private School".
There are only more than 700 students in this school, and it was only established for more than 20 years, but it has become one of the favorite private schools for the children of the wealthy in Las Vegas and the Hong Kong City next door.
Most of the students in the school are either rich or expensive. Many rich and famous people in Southeast Asia have also tried their best to send their children here.
Last year, 40% of the graduates entered world-class universities. Not only do they have good teachers, but more importantly, they have cooperative relationships with many top universities.
Wearing this school uniform, Su Yehao was actually reluctant to go to school after graduation for many years.
However, when I first arrived, the dove occupied the magpie's nest.
If he has changed too much, he is worried that it is not very good, and it is easy to be noticed that something is different, so he has to hold his nose and plan to adapt to it for a while, and then he will talk about the situation after figuring out the situation.
Going downstairs to the restaurant, Father Su, second wife and third wife were already sitting at the table to eat.
Next to him was a pretty girl with long hair and a shawl with a headband.
After Su Yehao looked at the girl, he vaguely remembered that it was the daughter of his master, whose name was Jiang Yu.
The name of the master of the Su family is Jiang Ziheng. He claims that his ancestors were imperial teachers. He is a serious graduate of Yale University. He is very good at managing assets and planning strategies.
The name of this master sounds good, but in fact, she is fat and bloated, with an ordinary appearance and a catfish beard. It is hard to imagine that she could give birth to such a beautiful daughter.
Subconsciously, he wanted to avoid these "family members", but he had to hold his nose and take a seat.
Su Yehao didn't know what to say, so he just said, "Morning."
"It's early, so hurry up and go to school after eating. You're going to be late for class!"
Father Su obviously still remembers what happened last night, so looking at his son's nose is not his nose and his eyes are not eyes.
He didn't read many books himself, so he expected his son to excel.
It's a pity that there has never been a case of winning glory, but there are a lot of bad things, and I have never let people worry about it since I was a child.
Master Jiang's family relies on the Su family for a living, and life is quite good.
But Jiang Yu didn't give Su Yehao any good looks at all, he ate silently and didn't speak, let alone say hello to Su Yehao.
To ask why, it would be too complicated.
The two were childhood sweethearts and were about the same age.
As early as when he was very young, Su Yehao used a small goldfish to coax Jiang Yu into becoming his girlfriend.
Youthful feelings, charming and beautiful.
However, just when Jiang Yu thought that he could always be with Su Yehao in the future, Su Yehao began to look more and more like a typical second-generation ancestor. In the past two years, the two sides have hardly moved.
All in all, in Jiang Yu's place, Su Yehao's character in the past was almost completely lost, and it was strange that she would give Su Yehao a good look.
It was rare to have a quiet breakfast, which surprised Father Su quite a bit.
In the past, every morning, father and son would quarrel over trivial matters.
At this moment, Father Su was already wondering if his son was sick or not, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
After breakfast, the driver was already driving his car at the door, specially sending Su Yehao and Jiang Yu to school. It was a white Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit.
There was a Toyota car in the past. Su Yehao disliked it too much and lost face in front of his classmates. He specially asked the second aunt to help change the car secretly. It was really comfortable to sit on...
