"When will it take our family to eat and turn the table up?" Dad Yang, who walked towards the study, turned around and stared at Yang Mu, who tightly wrapped Zhao Yongqi's arm, and said unhappyly.

"Hmph, our family has never had a fight on the porch before, so it's not that 'you~~' set a precedent." Queen Damumu was not that easy to mess with. She raised her nose and glared back with her head raised.

"You girl!" Dad Yang, who almost choked out his blood, shook his head helplessly, not knowing what to say, so he could only fight back with a weak stare.

Zhao Yongqi also understood that Yang Mu's natural staring skills were inherited from his father. However, this was not the time when he was watching the fun. Before Yang's father got angry again, he hurriedly grabbed Yang Mu and said with a flattering face: "Mumu, Uncle was just angry just now, stop making trouble."

"Hmph." Although he hummed twice, Yang Mu was as obedient as a young wife. He turned around and gave Yang Dad the back of his head, dragged Zhao Yongqi's arm and walked towards the sofa. He even said in a sweet voice: "Come on, sit here, I'll make coffee for you."

Looking at his daughter's appearance that she didn't want to let go of the man around her for a second, although Zhao Yongqi's handsome face was already full of flattering smiles, Yang's father still felt extremely depressed.

It is said that the daughter is my father's little lover in his previous life, but the problem is that when my daughter grows up and starts to "love other people", as the father of the "beloved in his previous life", he will still feel lost. Now, Dad Yang probably feels painful.

Shaking his head and sighed again. Dad Yang turned around and walked into the study, not knowing what to do, but the "head of the family" left the venue, and the mistress entered the kitchen, leaving only Yang Mu who was busy with coffee and Yang Fan who had already sat down to watch the fun in the living room. This made Zhao Yongqi finally feel that the world seemed to have returned to normal.

"Sister, brother-in-law, you are perfect match!" Without the ruler, it was like a tiger in the mountains and a monkey called the king. Yang Fan immediately gave a thumbs up and said happily: "My brother-in-law was beaten at the door and smiled. It was simply the state where Han Xin was resurrected and spit on his own."

"Can you speak?" Yang Mu, who came back with the coffee, gave Yang Fan a piercing fist without hesitation, and glared fiercely, "Is Han Xin a humiliation under his crotch? Can you tell me?"

"Hehe, hehehe..." Yang Fan touched the back of his head and said with a embarrassed smile: "That sister was right that "Hedong Lion Roar" just now, right?"

Zhao Yongqi seemed to be interested in bullying his brother-in-law, and took the coffee with a smile and said, "The roar of the Hedong Lion is my wife yelling at her husband."

"I'll go! Is it so attentive when I need to study? I know a lot about the idioms, is it amazing?" Yang Fan lay on the sofa and spread his hands and said, "Look, at least I'm right. You two are definitely a perfect match. You guys are all the same tunes."

He ignored Yang Fan. Yang Mu sat next to Zhao Yongqi. He grabbed the medicine box next to him, took out the disinfectant and covered it with a small cotton swab. He held Zhao Yongqi's head and looked at the wound that had begun to become purple with heartache. He couldn't help but scold him, "Dad is really, he doesn't even have any seriousness in his attacks. It looks like it will be more swollen tomorrow."

"It's okay, just a little scratch. When filming on the set, this kind of scratch is not common." Zhao Yongqi didn't feel anything, nor did he think that such a little scratch would be wrong.

"How many times did you scratch your face on the set? Fortunately, there is no show recently, otherwise any director will be angry when he sees it. Don't move, I'll give you medicine." Yang Mu scolded him while gently wiping around the wound with a small cotton swab.

Yang Fan, who was interested, came over and looked at him for a long time and said, "My brother-in-law is my brother-in-law. At first, I was shocked. I thought my brother-in-law was going to get angry, but I didn't expect that I stood up happily. Alas, if I were my uncle, I would have been at a loss by this sense of contrast."

"It's not that easy to marry a wife who is as beautiful as a flower, not to mention that I have to marry two of them at once. I'm beaten up instead of being mobilized by my aunts and aunts to fight. I feel it's a great blessing." Zhao Yongqi stared at the pretty face in front of him, and seemed to be in a good mood.

After retracting the cotton swab from his hand, Yang Mu's pretty face turned slightly red, and he said angrily: "Who wants to be your wife, a narcissist."

"Hey? If that's the case, I decided to go back to boxing later, otherwise I would have lost a lot." Zhao Yongqi blinked his starry eyes to teased the little woman in front of him.

"Hmph, if you dare, I will really convince you!" Yang Mu's beautiful eyes glared, and immediately made Zhao Yongqi admit defeat and please him instantly.

"Hahaha..." Yang Fan's eyes glanced back and forth on Zhao Yongqi and Yang Mu for a long time, and finally said softly: "My sister, our invincible sister, finally someone can control it. Just this point, brother-in-law, I will give you a capital letter."

"Xiaofan! You don't have eyes? It's this lady who controlled your brother-in-law!" Yang Mu angrily put away the medicine box to clarify his name.

"Sister, do you really have confidence in saying this? Hahaha..."

"I'll beat you to death!"

The shy Yang Fan finally pulled out the hungry white jade fist and fell heavily on his younger brother's head.

...

Food is placed on the table and people sit on the table.

At the beginning of the dinner, Yang Mu had originally planned to sit between Zhao Yongqi and his father for "safety", but Zhao Yongqi gently pulled aside. The little woman who was a little worried originally wanted to struggle, but when she saw the two stars' purpose, she sat obediently and obediently.

Although it was just a small move, I didn’t dare to see it either Yang’s mother or Yang’s father. What kind of temper does her daughter have? She still doesn’t know what her parents are? Seeing her well-behaved and obedient look, she even began to doubt whether she was her competitive daughter who had been worried since childhood.

Zhao Yongqi, who was sitting down, didn't have so many thoughts. He took the Wuliangye on the table, pulled out the lid and poured a cup for his elder Taishan first.

The northerners have a lot of good liquor. Although Yang’s father doesn’t drink much, he likes to drink a few drinks. Naturally, he has known this kind of information early in the morning, and of course he will not miss the opportunity to please him at this moment. Even among the small gifts he brought today, there are quite a few expensive famous wines.

Dad Yang did not thank or object, but saw Zhao Yongqi pouring him over, and then pouring him over Yang Fan, and finally putting his glass on his glass.

There were no toasts or opening remarks. The head of the family, who seemed to be a little depressed, picked up the wine glass and poured it into one.
Chapter completed!