Shen Qingyang and I were sitting on chairs in the restaurant, where we could avoid the main battlefield and watch the entire battle.

Tang Yan was dressed quite fashionably. After all, she was only a woman in her twenties. It was said that she was only a few years older than Shen Qingyao.

If she really married my dad, and my dad took her out with Shen Qingyao, others would think they were dad and his two daughters.

Shen Qingyao started the fight first. She glared at Tang Yan fiercely, "Vix!"

Shen Qingming helped as usual, "Shameless mistress!"

Tang Yan shrank directly into my father's arms, looking like a little bird clinging to someone, "Brother Ping..."

My dad coaxed Tang Yan softly, "Don't be afraid, Yanyan. This is my home. I have the final say. No one dares to hurt you!"

Lin Wan changed her usual image of a good wife and loving mother and asked sternly, "This is your home, so what do I and my child mean?"

My father has long lost his former gentleness towards her, "As long as you don't make a fuss, you are the mistress of this family, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

My heart sank. I still remembered that not long ago, my father held Lin Wan in his heart and even told her the truth about why he married my mother.

Not long after this, a tragic scene was staged where only the newcomers were laughing, but the old ones were not crying. My dad is truly a fighter among scumbags.

When my father said these ruthless words, Lin Wan's eyes dimmed instantly, and even Shen Qingyao and her brother's eyes turned red.

Looking at Tang Yan again, my father held her waist and sent her upstairs. She turned back and glanced at Lin Wan, with naked provocation in her eyes.

I didn't want to get involved in the dispute between them, so the orphan deliberately lowered his voice and said, "This mistress is not simple."

Shen Qingyang raised his chin, "No, the old man has been fascinated by her. Some people are going to cry."

I was a little curious, "They say the enemy of our enemy is our friend. What do you think Tang Yan's attitude will be towards us?"

Shen Qingyang stood up and said nonchalantly: "No matter what my attitude is, my principles remain unchanged. I will not offend others unless they offend me."

I also stood up and followed him upstairs while asking with a smile, "Why, if someone offends you, you still have to eradicate them?"

Shen Qingyang's voice was cheerful, "I'm not that cruel. I'm a good citizen who abides by laws and regulations, so I just want to make the other person's life worse than death."

I smiled and patted his back, "You are so kind!"

Shen Qingyang didn't feel dissatisfied, "Of course, let's go to your room and play games."

There are four bedrooms on the second floor, which were originally for our four children. Because we couldn't deal with Shen Qingyao, we let them go to the third floor.

My brother, my sister, and my father lived in three rooms, and there was only one room left. Now it happened to be occupied by Tang Yan, which was suitable for my father to hug him from side to side.

When I went back to my room, I had to pass through the corridor. I subconsciously looked at the picture of the Tang Palace Night Banquet, and then I stood there unable to move my feet.

Shen Qingyang walked a few steps, then stepped back when he saw that I didn't follow him, "Why are you suddenly interested in painting? Is it so beautiful?"

I pointed at the painting and asked Shen Qingyang, "Brother, don't you think this painting is too realistic? This person seems to be alive."

Shen Qingyang pinched his chin and looked at it, "I don't think so. It's not a realistic work. How does it look like it's alive?"

Isn't this realistic enough?
Chapter completed!