"Alright, alright! Let's drop this topic. You're all still young, so there's no need to delve into such grand ideas. Just focus on being happy every day.

"If you still have these ambitions in the future, of course I'll support you, but let's talk about it when you're older."

"Uncle, I think you're right. The most important thing now is for the four of us to be happy together, right?"

"Yes, and it's getting late. Hurry up, wash, and get to bed. You've missed a lot of school, and Teacher Ding told me he's going to hit you hard with make-up classes. Tonight is your last moment of peace."

As soon as Sun Dasheng finished speaking, a chorus of groans erupted.

"Ah... how could Teacher Ding do that?"

"Exactly! I hate make-up classes the most."

"There's no way around it. Since Teacher Ding told Uncle, he's definitely going to do it. You'd better prepare yourselves."

Among the three of them, Yun Yuqing was the most level-headed, not as dramatic as Fang Sihan and Li Sili.

"Yuqing, take those two to bed," Sun Dasheng instructed.

"Okay, Uncle. Good night!"

Yun Yuqing took each of them by the hand and led them away.

「The next day, the sky was clear and the air was fresh.」

The sun was shining brightly, and Sun Dasheng's spirits were soaring.

Today was the day his parents were coming to visit. Their son had been out starting a business for so long, always claiming he was making big money and constantly sending them large sums of 'retirement money.' To say they weren't worried at all would be a lie. They had to find the time to come and see things for themselves. It just so happened that under the pretext of a planned nationwide tour, they made their first stop Shanghai City, where their son lived.

Sun Dasheng knew their real reason for coming, but he welcomed the visit. It would put their minds at ease and stop them from constantly worrying and second-guessing.

At Shanghai City Hongqiao Airport, Sun Dasheng wasn't alone. His nephew, Sun Dacheng, stood beside him, along with Da Yong, his bodyguard and driver, who was built like a wall. As the nephew, it was only natural for Sun Dacheng to be there. He held a large sign bearing the name of Sun Dasheng's father: Sun Youzhi.

The large sign certainly had its advantages; the elderly couple spotted their son the moment they exited the airport.

"Old Sun, look over there! Isn't that our son and Dacheng?" Xie Guixiang, sporting a pair of fashionable, oversized sunglasses, asked as she tugged on Comrade Lao Sun's sleeve.

Comrade Lao Sun squinted into the distance. After confirming it was them, he nodded. "Let's go. That's them."

Eager to see her son, Madam Xie handed her suitcase to Comrade Lao Sun and hurried forward.

Unfortunately, someone else was in an even greater hurry.

A chic city woman dressed in Chanel, with an LV bag slung over her shoulder and wearing red high heels, crashed right into the old woman as if she hadn't seen her coming at all, knocking her to the ground.

"Ouch..."

Madam Xie landed hard on her bottom. Fortunately, her rear took the brunt of the fall, and nothing else seemed to be injured. Still, it was painfully sore, and she sat on the floor, rubbing the spot.

The culprit who had knocked her down merely glanced at her with contempt. Some clueless country bumpkin who doesn't even know how to yield. I must not have checked my horoscope today. What rotten luck.

She condescendingly took out her wallet, pulled out several hundred-yuan bills, and threw them at Madam Xie's face. "Take this money as compensation for your hospital visit."

She turned to leave but then stopped to add one more thing. "When you're in the big city, you'd better watch where you're going. It's not like your backwater village here."

After saying her piece, she felt much better and prepared to walk away, only to find her path blocked.

Looking at the man in front of her, she guessed he was the husband of the woman on the floor and would be trouble. She frowned slightly. "Why are you blocking my way? I'm in a hurry. If you delay me for even a minute, I'll lose a lot of money. Are you going to compensate me?" the woman demanded, launching a preemptive strike.

She expected the man to be flustered by her words, but she had underestimated Comrade Lao Sun's devotion to his wife.

"You knocked someone down without a word of apology and tried to get away with it by throwing a few hundred yuan in her face? Is that how your parents taught you to respect people?"

As a seasoned official, Comrade Lao Sun's words hit their mark perfectly.

The surrounding crowd of onlookers began to chime in, criticizing the woman.

"What kind of person is she? Bumping into an old woman and trying to run off without even an apology?"

"Can you believe we have such ill-mannered young people in Shanghai City? She's probably an out-of-towner, right?"

"Pfft! So what if she's a local? There are plenty of rude people from here, too."

A few enthusiastic seniors even helped block the woman's path.

Panicked, the woman shouted, "Get out of my way right now, or I'll have my cousin from the airport police station arrest all of you!"

That threat was the last straw, sparking public outrage. Some people started filming with their phones while others hurled insults.

"Seriously, what kind of person acts like that these days?"

"Go on, call your cousin! Let him come and arrest us all! Ooh, we're so scared!"

Provoked by their taunts, she immediately took out her phone and made a call, babbling furiously into the receiver. The gist of it was: *Someone is bullying me here, get over here and help me, quick!*

The scene devolved into a stalemate. The woman refused to apologize and was now threatening to have the helpful crowd dealt with. Unintimidated by her threats, the onlookers formed a tight circle around her, preventing any chance of escape.

From a distance, Sun Dasheng watched the growing commotion without giving it much thought. The message he'd received said his parents' flight hadn't arrived yet. It was still about ten minutes out.

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