Chapter 407 I Can't See Any Good in My Way

When Sun Lu left, her face was completely black with anger, but all she could do was stomp her feet helplessly.

Attorney Qiao, who was working overtime, was about to go home when he saw Sun Lu looking so angry. He asked with concern, "Assistant Sun, what's wrong? Did Attorney Zhou say something to you?"

Sun Lu now hates Lawyer Qiao to death. It's all because that woman is incompetent. If she could have handled Wang Jianguo's matter properly, Sun Lu wouldn't have been scolded like this.

But Sun Lu wouldn't let her true emotions show. She smiled and said, "No, it's just that Zhou Lu might have been thinking about my sister again."

Not to mention Zhou Mubin, even they couldn't help but think of Cui Xiao. After all, Cui Xiao had always been able to handle these matters perfectly well in the past, without them having to get involved, let alone call Zhou Mubin back from so far away.

Attorney Qiao comforted her, "It's alright, you're still young. If you don't understand anything in the future, just ask your sister for help. She's a great teacher."

Sun Lu gave an awkward laugh, packed her things, and left the law firm.

As Sun Lu slammed the door open to her home, carrying her laptop, the motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on.

Three dishes and a soup were laid out on the table, steaming under the heat lamp. Jin Ping, wearing an apron and carrying bowls and chopsticks, came out of the kitchen. "Lulu's back? Wash your hands and eat. I made your favorite braised pork ribs today."

Sun Lu didn't respond. She slammed her laptop onto the sofa and tossed her bag aside.

Seeing this, Jin Ping quickly went over and reached out to help her hang up her bag, but she was abruptly pushed away, saying, "Get out of my way, don't bother me."

Jin Ping's face darkened as her hand was waved halfway through the air, but she still patiently asked, "What's wrong? Who are you angry with? Did you get wronged at the law firm?"

"Being wronged? How can I not be wronged?"

Sun Lu suddenly raised her voice, plopped down on the sofa, grabbed a cushion and threw it to the ground, "Attorney Zhou called me into his office today and scolded me for being incompetent. He also said that if it weren't for Cui Xiao, I would never be able to stay at the law firm. It's Cui Xiao again. She's always had all the good things in the world. I work myself to the bone at the law firm, and in the end, I still have to live in her shadow. Why should I?"

Jin Ping frowned. "How can Zhou Mubin talk like that? What does our Lulu lack compared to that ingrate Cui Xiao? Is he blind?"

"He's blind; he can only see the good in that bitch Cui Xiao, and he can't see any of my good qualities."

Jin Ping wondered, "I really don't know what kind of bewitching drug Cui Xiao gave Zhou Mubin. What's so good about her? She always has a deadpan expression on her face, it's disgusting to look at her."

Sun Lu is now obsessed with Cui Xiao; she's practically possessed by her.

She was simply not satisfied; if Cui Xiao could get it, she was determined to get it too.

Suddenly, Sun Lu remembered what Zhou Mubin had said, "Mom, I have something to tell you. You shouldn't stay here with me anymore. You should leave tomorrow."

These words stunned Jin Ping. Then, her voice rose, "Let me leave? Why? If I leave, what will you eat every day? Who will take care of you? No, I can't leave. I'm worried about you being alone in Gangcheng."

She paused, then seemed to remember something. "Besides, the neighbors all know you brought me to Hong Kong to enjoy a life of luxury. If I go back, they'll laugh at me. Lulu, just let Mom stay here and take care of you. Don't worry, Mom won't cost you much. At worst, I'll go ask Cui Xiao for more. I'm her mother. I don't believe she'll just watch me starve to death."

From the day Jin Ping arrived, she had no intention of going back.

She would often boast to her relatives and neighbors about her life in the port city, saying how great it was, how nice her house was, and she posted a lot of it on her WeChat Moments.

If she went back looking utterly humiliated, she'd be laughed at to death by those people. She would never go back, no matter what.

Sun Lu sighed and said helplessly, "Mom, you can't blame me. It was Zhou Lu who asked me to persuade you to go back to your hometown. I don't know what Cui Xiao said to him."

Jin Ping was shocked. "What? Cui Xiao instructed Zhou Mubin to make you kick me out?"

Sun Lu nodded.

Jin Ping immediately flew into a rage, "That beast can't stand to see me doing well, I'm her own mother."

Sun Lu nestled on the sofa. "So, if you want to blame someone, blame Cui Xiao. This has nothing to do with me."

Jin Ping cursed, "She's a beast! She's a beast! Tomorrow I'm going to settle the score with her and see what she's up to!"

As she spoke, she urged Sun Lu to get up, "Lulu, did Mom make your favorite braised pork ribs? Go wash your hands and eat. You don't need to worry about this, I'll handle it."

Sun Lu was also hungry, and after venting her frustrations, her mood improved considerably.

I went to wash my hands feeling sullen, then sat down at the table and picked up my chopsticks.

However, just thinking about what Zhou Mubin said made Sun Lu feel both angry and annoyed. The rib she chewed didn't taste as good as it used to.

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As dusk settled like melting honey, it bathed the glass curtain wall of the law firm in a warm amber hue. The evening rush hour traffic flowed like a river of light outside the window, blurring the outlines of things near and far.

Zhou Mubin sprang up from his leather chair, gripped his phone, and strode out of the office, pushing open the revolving door.

The neon lights along the street were already lit, and the warm yellow light leaked through the gaps in the blinds onto the sidewalk, becoming his only destination at that moment.

As I pushed open the door, the bartender behind the counter was intently wiping the wine glasses. The rich aroma of oak barrels and malt, mixed with the cool air, wafted over. He went straight to the booth by the window, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to dial Mr. Hou's number.

"Hello, Mr. Hou, I am Zhou Mubin."

He deliberately lowered his voice, but there was an undisguised anxiety in his tone, "I'd like to talk to you in person. Is this a convenient time for you?"

Unconsciously, her fingertips traced the cool, solid wood edge of the booth, her gaze fixed on the shimmering light, even her breathing became soft, as if afraid of missing a response from the other end of the phone.

The clinking of glasses and the laughter of guests came immediately from the other end of the phone. Mr. Hou's cheerful voice, slightly slurred with alcohol, broke through the noise, "Attorney Zhou, this is really unfortunate. I'm having dinner with some clients right now, and I really can't get away."

Mr. Hou paused for a moment, then softened his voice, "No rush, how about we reschedule for another day, or you can come to our company to find me."

Zhou Mubin's heart sank suddenly. His knuckles, gripping the phone tightly, turned bluish-white from the force, and the frosted phone case left shallow marks on his fingertips.

He took a deep breath of the alcohol-scented air, his tone revealing an unprecedented stubbornness, "President Hou, I know it's impolite to bother you at this hour, and I'm really causing you trouble. But this matter is too important to Cui Xiao. It doesn't matter if it's a little late, even if it's until your social engagement is over, I'll wait for you at 'Other Shore Bar,' I'll wait forever."

Fearing that Mr. Hou might refuse, he quickly added, "I also brought you a bottle of fine wine, which is warming in an ice bucket, just waiting for you to come over."