Chapter 411 Trouble

Jin Ping shrank back as she was yelled at, and the remote control in her hand fell to the sofa with a "thud," her eyes instantly turning red.

She slowly sat up straight, her voice tinged with grievance, "Lulu, Mom really doesn't want to leave."

Port City is great! It's a first-tier metropolis, with everything you could want.

There's a small garden downstairs, and people even do square dancing in the mornings. The food is good, and the clothes are fashionable. Unlike my old home, which is dilapidated and lacks everything, I still have to serve my husband. It's so annoying to look at.

As she spoke, she reached up and wiped her eyes, "I'm so comfortable here. While you're at work, I tidy up the house and wait for you to come home for dinner..."

Sun Lu's chest heaved, filled with frustration and helplessness.

Her voice deepened, "Mom, everyone knows it's good here, and I want you to enjoy life here too. But Zhou Mubin wants you kicked out, or he'll make me lose my job. Mom, a million-yuan salary a year! Where am I supposed to find such a high-paying job? Can't you just think of me for my sake?"

Jin Ping looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief. "He's going to fire you?"

Sun Lu nodded, "To put it bluntly, it was all Cui Xiao's doing. Zhou Mubin was just trying to get revenge for Cui Xiao."

Jin Ping stood up in a panic and paced back and forth a couple of times. "That bitch, she's trying to drive me to my death! Why can't she stand to see me doing well? That heartless bastard!"

Sun Lu patted Jin Ping's hand, "Mom, just listen to me. Once I've established myself in Gangcheng and bought my own house, I'll bring you and Dad over to enjoy a comfortable life."

After saying that, Sun Lu stood up from the sofa, went straight into Jin Ping's bedroom, took out a suitcase and started packing her luggage. "Mom, I'll send you living expenses every month, so you and Dad can have a few good days."

Jin Ping fell silent. She looked at Sun Lu's busy back and then at the warm light shining in the living room. Her nose tingled and tears finally fell.

She didn't want to leave, not at all.

How did these blissful days come to an end?

Jin Ping was reluctant to leave. If she had stayed at Laijia for the rest of her life, that would have been fine, but now that she had seen the prosperity of the big city, she was unwilling to go home.

Jin Ping didn't believe Sun Lu when she said she would send her money; she was already being kind by not asking her for money. Sun Lu only said that to coax her away.

Jin Ping slowly walked to the sofa, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. The living room instantly became quiet, with only the sound of their breathing remaining.

After a long while, Jin Ping finally said in a hoarse voice, "Then...then I'm leaving tomorrow. Take good care of yourself and don't always order takeout. Dress warmly and don't get cold just to look good."

Sun Lu nodded, feeling no reluctance, only relief.

She couldn't afford to lose this job, no matter what.

Jin Ping turned and walked towards the bedroom, her steps much slower than usual. When she reached the bedroom door, she suddenly looked back.

Whose message is Sun Lu replying to?

Jin Ping pursed her lips and gently closed the door.

Before her alarm clock rang the next morning, Sun Lu was woken up by noises from the kitchen.

She rubbed her eyes and walked out of the bedroom, where she saw Jinping standing in front of the stove, flipping eggs with a spatula in her hand. There were two bowls of porridge on the cutting board, and several hot buns she had bought from the bun shop downstairs next to them.

"You're awake? Quickly wash up and eat."

Sun Lu sat down, ate breakfast, and then took a taxi to the airport.

Jin Ping sat in the passenger seat, glancing out the window every now and then, muttering to herself.

It's nothing more than saying that the port city is really great, with its skyscrapers and fashionable people; their rambling words are full of nostalgia.

Sun Lu occasionally responded with a "I know," but the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

As long as Jinping leaves safely, my worries will finally be relieved.

At the check-in counter, Jin Ping repeatedly checked the information on her boarding pass, her finger tracing the "destination" field several times.

When it was her turn to check in her luggage, she suddenly grabbed Sun Lu's arm. "I made you some beef jerky and left it on the table, and I also soaked some dried radish and put it in the fridge. You can eat it with your lunch when you go to work; it's healthier than takeout. Also, don't kick off the covers when you sleep at night, and don't turn the air conditioner too low..."

Jin Ping disliked Cui Xiao and looked down on him no matter what, but she poured all her feelings into Sun Lu and truly loved her.

Sun Lu listened impatiently and urged, "I know, Mom. Message me when you get back to our hometown. Hurry up and go through security."

At the security checkpoint, Jinping walked in, turning back every few steps, waving and saying, "Take care of yourself."

Sun Lu stood there waving in response, her face showing just the right amount of reluctance. Only after Jin Ping's figure disappeared behind the security gate did the smile on her face slowly fade, replaced by a relaxed feeling of relief.

She took out her phone and sent Zhou Mubin a message: "Attorney Zhou, I've put my mother on the plane."

I quickly received a reply from Zhou Mubin: "Understood."

She turned and walked towards the parking lot, her steps much lighter than when she came. She didn't notice at all that Jin Ping was watching Sun Lu's departing figure behind the security gate, clutching her boarding pass in her hand, her eyes full of resentment.

After Sun Lu completely disappeared around the corner of the airport, Jin Ping suddenly wiped away the tears on her face. Half of those tears were the reluctance she was putting on for her daughter, and the other half were the grievances that welled up when she thought about going back to her hometown.

She clutched the corner of the cloth bag tightly. Inside, besides a change of clothes, was the key to Cui Xiao's house that she had secretly hidden. She had no intention of boarding the plane at all.

The announcement at the boarding gate kept repeating, "Passengers on flights to Yangcheng, please board as soon as possible," but Jin Ping rushed out of the airport without looking back, her steps ten times faster than when she came.

She gritted her teeth and muttered, a stubborn glint in her cloudy eyes, "You want me to go back to my hometown and stay in that dilapidated house? No way."

East Asia Group.

The towering building pierces the sky, the lobby is decorated in a magnificent style, and the marble floor reflects people's images. The white-collar workers are all working efficiently. The port city is a very fast-paced city, which makes Jinping stand out.

The security guard strode over and asked politely but distantly, "Auntie, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

Jin Ping shoved the security guard's hand away with such force that he was stunned. She stood in the center of the lobby and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Cui Xiao, where is my daughter Cui Xiao? I am her biological mother, tell her to come out and see me!"

Her voice, with its characteristic harshness, was particularly jarring in the quiet lobby, causing many white-collar workers in business attire to stop and look at her curiously.

Once she made the arrangements, many people remembered.

Isn't this Cui Xiao's mother? She caused trouble here once before.

Why are they causing trouble again today?

Cui Xiao is now the company's vice president and is busier than before.

I had just finished the morning meeting and was heading to the office with the reports when the receptionist called.

She picked up the phone and heard a flustered voice say, "Vice President Cui, your mother is looking for you in the lobby downstairs. She's even arguing with the security guards, and a lot of people are watching."