After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Narrowing her eyes coldly, Yan Niannian suddenly stopped in her tracks.

At the same time, she shook off Fei Siyu's hand.

"Niannian?" Fei Siyu looked at Yan Niannian with a puzzled expression, her hand suddenly empty, her eyes filled with worry.

Yan Niannian smiled reassuringly at him.

Fei Siyu was slightly taken aback.

how come?

How could Nian Nian be so calm?

Perhaps influenced by the aura emanating from Yan Niannian, Fei Siyu's restless and anxious heart gradually calmed down.

Yan Niannian turned around, her cold and fearless gaze sweeping over those self-proclaimed noble upper-class people. She suddenly let out a soft sneer, "Heh!"

Then, she walked to the table next to her.

The sarcastic remarks stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked at Yan Niannian with confusion.

She picked up a glass of water from the table and, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, without hesitation, splashed the water directly onto the glass.

"Ah! Are you crazy?"

Just as someone was about to criticize Yan Niannian for being crazy, they were immediately interrupted by a series of exclamations from others: "My God! Look, it's changed, this painting has really changed."

Everyone quickly widened their eyes to look.

The ink tones of the landscape painting begin to change, and the blurred, emerging hues resemble a faint mist.

Then, the waterfall tumbled and cascaded down.

Majestic.

At that moment, the painting seemed to come alive.

Everyone present was stunned. Even after the water stains were completely absorbed by the paper and the paper returned to its original state, they were still in a daze for a long time.

Yan Niannian remained calm and composed.

Then, the next moment, with a "snap," she rolled up the scroll.

"you……"

Everyone was still eager for more, looking at Yan Niannian with bated breath.

Seeing this, Yan Niannian's mocking smile deepened, and she retorted, "Now I'm asking you, is this painting real or fake?"

"Ok?"

Now, everyone looked at each other.

His face turned bright red, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

"Cough cough cough..." He awkwardly avoided Yan Niannian's gaze and remained silent. Who could blame him when her slap in the face came so fiercely, directly, and cleanly?

"Grandpa, this painting is for you. I hope you like it." Yan Niannian walked over to Grandpa Fei and handed him the painting with a smile.

"This……"

Grandpa Fei was so excited that his hands trembled.

This is something he has always dreamed of!

but……

"Nian'er, this painting is truly priceless, Grandpa..."

"Grandpa can't accept it!" Old Master Fei shook his head with a heavy heart.

"Grandpa!" Yan Niannian grabbed Grandpa Fei's hand and placed the painting in his palm. "Aren't gifts meant to be given? Even the best painting needs to be appreciated by someone who knows how to appreciate it, right?"

"So this painting is the perfect gift for Grandpa."

"Please don't refuse anymore."

"Good boy!"

Mr. Fei was deeply moved.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Grandpa Fei no longer refused and finally accepted the painting.

Fei Siyu was surprised.

Unbelievable, this painting is real!

How did you get her?

However, after a brief moment of shock, Fei Siyu's gaze towards Yan Niannian softened, and she was deeply moved.

She said she would give such an expensive gift to her family.

If not something to value, then what is it?

When Zhuo Yuchen arrived, he witnessed this scene.

They were all very happy together; the three of them seemed like a family.

His gaze darkened.

Obscure and difficult to describe, complex and turbulent.

With his hands in his pockets, Zhuo Yuchen slowly walked inside.

"Son, you've finally arrived."

Seeing this, Dong Yan immediately perked up. She quickly walked over to Zhuo Yuchen, grabbed his arm, and then glared coldly at Yan Niannian.

She had been holding her breath for a long time.

That bitch Yan Niannian, she has such a good thing but doesn't use it to please her, instead she gives it to someone else.

Do you want to die?

"You'd better do something about Yan Niannian!" Dong Yan deliberately raised her voice, as if afraid she wouldn't be heard. "She's your wife, and now she's swindling people by pretending to be Fei Siyu's girlfriend at the Fei family's house. What's going on here?"

what?

A wave of waves has risen again.

The crowd was still in shock that the unassuming painting was actually an original, and before they could recover, they were stunned again.

This woman... is Madam Zhuo?

Tong Xueqing's eyes lit up.

The gloom in my heart vanished instantly.

Great.

But things took an unexpected turn. What good was it to win over Old Master Fei with a painting? A married woman trying to deceive Fei's only grandson.

Old Master Fei will never let her off the hook.

Thinking of this, Tong Xueqing turned to look at Grandpa Fei.

Sure enough, I saw him frown.

His gaze swept over Yan Niannian with a look of doubt.

Yan Niannian glanced at Dong Yan with a mocking look.

Back when she married Zhuo Yuchen, Dong Yan looked down on her in every way, disliking her background and her shameful nature.

and so……

She was never allowed to identify herself as Mrs. Zhuo in public, and no one knew who the real Mrs. Zhuo was.

Secret marriage.

She doesn't deserve any presence.

Now, Dong Yan herself has publicly stated that she is Zhuo Yuchen's wife.

Ah!

It's quite funny.

Zhuo Yuchen's deep gaze fell on Yan Niannian, and his voice was low, "We are already divorced."

"what?"

This time, it was Dong Yan's turn to be dumbfounded.

how come?

Yan Niannian is vain and clings to his son, refusing to let go. How could she possibly agree to a divorce?

"Did you hear that?" Yan Niannian glanced at Dong Yan. "Not everyone wants to be your daughter-in-law!"

"I have been reborn."

"From now on, it has nothing to do with your Zhuo family no matter whose girlfriend I am."

"you……"

Dong Yan choked for a moment.

A breath caught in my chest, and I almost couldn't breathe.

A dangerous glint flashed in Zhuo Yuchen's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

So, it's fine if you say that no matter whose girlfriend you become, it has nothing to do with the Zhuo family anymore.

well.

"Sister Yan, you've been divorced?" Tong Xueqing asked innocently again. "Society is more open these days. Although it's nothing, I think you should tell Brother Siyu beforehand."

She deliberately misled everyone, making them believe that Yan Niannian was intentionally hiding something.

Poor character.

After being kicked out by the Zhuo family, he turned around and tried to cling to their coattails again.

"Yes! Fei Siyu has never been married before!"

"I think this woman is a scheming, vain woman who actually wants the Fei family to be her sucker. She doesn't even know if she's worthy of it."

"that is!"

"Who knows how they got that original work by Master Qi!"

"Enough!" Seeing Yan Niannian being attacked again and again, even the gentle Fei Siyu got angry.

He stepped forward and shielded Yan Niannian behind him. "I am Niannian's senior. Before she got married, we did charity work together and volunteered at orphanages."

“I witnessed her entire youth, and I witnessed her selfless dedication to her marriage, only to be unappreciated.”

“I’ve always been by her side.”

"It was true before, it is true now, and it will be even more true in the future."

A surge of emotion welled up in Fei Siyu's eyes.