"This private room was reserved by us, what do you think you’re doing coming in here?" Song Yan Ning looked at the couple with a cold sneer.
"So what? Now, the place is ours, and if we don’t leave, what can you do to us?" The woman smiled triumphantly. The spot was just right for them, and taking it afforded her the satisfaction of retaliation.
"Boss’s wife, could you please clear the table?" Song Yan Ning said to the lady boss behind her.
The lady boss found herself in a difficult position. "This..." This couple was notoriously difficult; her face still hurt from an encounter with them. She also wanted to kick the couple out, but it seemed they were not to be trifled with. They had threatened her, saying if she didn’t let them use this small room, they would make sure her restaurant wouldn’t be able to operate on this island tomorrow. The restaurant was their life; without it, she and her husband would have nothing.
"She wouldn’t dare. If she did, her shop would be gone," the woman said, even more pleased with herself. Her husband’s brother’s friend was in charge of this area. Just a phone call to her brother-in-law would be enough to shut this place down.
"Is that so?" Song Yan Ning smiled dismissively.
"Trying it out if you don’t believe me," the woman threatened.
"Smack!" The painting on the wall was pulled down by the little boy, who then lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Xiao Gang." The woman immediately ran towards her son.
"My painting." The lady boss saw the painting that the little boy had pulled down and hurriedly snatched it from the boy’s hands, inspecting it for any damage. This painting meant a great deal to her; it was drawn by her daughter in college and was also her daughter’s last painting, so she treasured it deeply.
She had wanted to put the painting away before, but her husband had said it had more meaning hanging up. Normally, no customers would come into this private room, and even if they did, they wouldn’t touch the painting, so it had always remained on the wall.
Seeing that the boy had slightly torn the edge of the painting, the lady boss’s eyes immediately reddened with anger, glaring furiously at the family of three, "Get out of here!" Her daughter had suffered a trauma in college and had jumped from a building. Although her life was saved, she had never opened her eyes since. She and her husband worked tirelessly to earn money in hopes that their daughter would wake up sooner.
The woman looked at the lady boss in disbelief, then, regaining her composure, scoffed, "Don’t forget, once we leave, your restaurant will be no more." Is this woman sick in the head? She had just endured a slap from her, what was the big deal with damaging a painting?
"Get out!" The lady boss caressed the painting lovingly, tears continually falling from her eyes. She didn’t know if her daughter would ever wake up again, but this was her daughter’s favorite painting, and she would not allow anyone to damage it.
"Don’t regret this!" the woman sneered coldly, looking at her husband who was still eating fish, "Make a call to your brother, let him deal with this situation."
The man nodded, took a napkin to wipe his mouth, pulled out his phone, and made a call, briefly explaining the situation.
The woman turned to the lady boss, "Just wait to close down."
The boss heard the commotion and came over. Seeing the slightly damaged painting in his wife’s hands, he glowered at the family of three, "Did you damage this painting?" He had wanted to take action earlier when the woman hit his wife but refrained only because his wife held him back.