Noon.
City, Family Compound.
Yang Zhaode's living room.
Luan Xiaoping came out of the kitchen carrying plate after plate of exquisite dishes. "What are you two talking about?"
Yang Zhaode laughed heartily and got up to help her arrange the dishes. "We were talking about Xiao Bin's past achievements at work. I've watched that news about him taking down the tiger several times, and there was also the escaped prisoner he shot dead and the recovered stolen cultural relics. Xiao Ping, your son is incredible. Whenever he made a move, it was something earth-shaking. I didn't have that kind of courage or bearing even when I was young. As they say, heroes emerge in their youth."
Pride showed at the corners of Luan Xiaoping's eyes, but she said, "This brat only knows how to cause trouble."
Dong Xuebin argued, "I don't cause trouble. Trouble comes looking for me."
Zhaode laughed. "If you want to get things done, you can't be afraid of trouble."
Luan Xiaoping shot Yang Zhaode a look and said reproachfully, "You're still speaking up for him? Xiao Bin's reputation is already in the gutter. Everyone calls him a jinx."
"Mom, why bring that up?" Dong Xuebin hurriedly said. "Let's eat. I'll go get the rice."
Luan Xiaoping glared at him, both fond and annoyed. "The moment anyone says anything about you, you run."
Yang Zhaode chuckled from the side.
Dong Xuebin thought, How could I not run? If you start airing all my old dirty laundry, I'll have no face left.
The meal began. Yang Zhaode didn't put on any airs as a member of the municipal party standing committee. He was extremely warm and kept serving Dong Xuebin food, making Dong Xuebin feel embarrassed. He had never received such treatment before. Seeing this, Luan Xiaoping didn't