Xiao Changkun suffered a big loss and was visibly reluctant at this moment.
However, even if he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. The other party had already left, and he had no chance to regain his face.
With no other choice, he could only swallow this bitter pill and walk with Ye Chen and Xiao Churan towards the airport.
Ma Lan also looked displeased, muttering incessantly, “Damn it, Grandma Ma has never suffered such a loss. Back in the day, I could open the window in our old neighbourhood and curse out the entire community without losing ground. To think I was insulted by that bastard today, it’s infuriating!”
Xiao Churan, knowing her mother’s temper, tried to calm her, “Alright, Mum, it was just a small matter, don’t keep dwelling on it. Don’t forget we’re going on a holiday this time.”
Ma Lan grumbled, “I heard that despicable couple say they’re also going to the Maldives. They’re not on the same flight as us, are they?”
Ye Chen casually said, “Direct flights from Jinling to the Maldives aren’t daily. It’s peak season for tropical destinations, so there’s only one flight every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. After the New Year, when outbound tourism drops, the flights stop.”
Ma Lan asked in surprise, “So you’re saying they’re definitely on the same flight as us?”
“Exactly,” Ye Chen smiled, “If they’re really going to the Maldives, they’re definitely on our flight.”
Xiao Changkun cursed in frustration, “Ugh, what rotten luck, sharing a flight with people like that.”
Ma Lan glanced at Xiao Changkun with disdain, sneering, “What are you afraid of? It’s better they’re on the same flight! I didn’t get even earlier, but once we’re on the plane, I’ll make them pay!”
Xiao Churan, alarmed, quickly grabbed her arm and pleaded, “Oh, Mum, please don’t act rashly. Making a scene on a plane is not like on the ground. Even the tiniest issue can escalate to something very serious. Besides, every flight now has air marshals, basically airborne police. If you cause trouble on the plane, you might end up getting arrested.”
Ma Lan scoffed, “Tch, arrest me then. Do you know what nickname your mum has?”
As she spoke, Ma Lan recalled her glorious days at Bedford Hills.
The name “Bedford Hills’ Grim Reaper” still echoed through Bedford Hills Correctional Facility even today, resounding and awe-inspiring.
Xiao Churan was truly at a loss with her mother. Her mum had been in and out of prison, both in China and the US, and had seen it all. Threatening her with air marshals wouldn’t faze her in the slightest.
With no other option, Xiao Churan could only resolve to keep a close eye on her mother. If she did anything out of line, she’d have to stop her immediately. This was her first overseas trip with Ye Chen, and possibly her last, so she absolutely couldn’t let her mother’s personality ruin it.
The family of four entered the airport, cleared security and customs, and arrived at the airline’s first-class lounge.
The luxuriously decorated lounge wasn’t crowded, as it was exclusive to first-class passengers, unlike the regular VIP lounge for business class or high-tier airline members. This lounge was reserved for those who spent tens of thousands, or even over a hundred thousand, on a transoceanic first-class ticket.
