However, at the thought of Emperor Yan Mo's cruel means, the hand he just wanted to reach out immediately took it back.

So emperor Beifang's ass had a close and solid contact with the hard floor.

Then a terrible cry suddenly sounded in such a big restaurant.

"Ah --"

When Di Beifang fell to the ground, Lin Qianyi obviously felt that the floor of the hall shook.

Looking at emperor Beifang's face full of pain, Lin Qianyi couldn't help glancing at emperor Fenghuang.

She could see clearly the emperor Phoenix's movements just now.

He wanted to help his mother, but at last he took back his hand and let his mother fall to the ground.

Even now, I just watched my mother's face in pain and didn't mean to help her at all.

Lin Qianyi couldn't help sneering.

Mother and daughter?

People who don't know think they are just strangers or face strangers.

At least, some kind strangers will choose to help rather than watch indifferently.

The rest of the emperor's family didn't want to help emperor Beifang, but looked like watching a play.

Since some people are willing to be the first birds, they are naturally willing to go to the theatre and take advantage of it.

The old man sitting in the first place just frowned at his daughter's ugliness.

Didn't say much.

In his eyes, interest is absolute.

This daughter, who has been married but has returned to the emperor's house, is of no value to him.

Therefore, as long as the daughter does not hinder his interests, he does not mind raising her for nothing.

But... Once his interests are touched, he doesn't mind letting her get out of the emperor's house!

Lin Qianyi paid attention to the emperor's family's reaction one by one.

Lin Qianyi slightly raised her eyebrows and thought:

It seems that the emperor's family is not flat, and the atmosphere of conspiracy is not too obvious!

However, Lin Qianyi was not worried about his fourth master.

Because the fourth master of her family is the invisible emperor of city A. at the same time, the owner of the imperial family holds the existence of the imperial group.

How can the fourth master of her family be a simple man if he can hold these people high in God's house?

The fourth master of her family was able to press them once, the second time, the third time.

Until they can't turn the wind and waves anymore!

The little steamed stuffed bun who had just turned his eyes looked at di Beifang falling to the ground and immediately raised a bright smile on his face.

Then he turned to Lin Qianyi and smiled.

Then, under Lin Qianyi's puzzled eyes, he jumped out of his chair and took a detour around Di Beifang who fell to the ground.

"What a pity."

The steamed stuffed bun wrinkled the baby's fat face, looked distressed, bowed his head and said softly.

Emperor Beifang, who was originally full of pain and shame and anger, became more angry after hearing what little steamed stuffed bun said.

"Go away, kid! I'm not in the mood to talk to you now. "

Di Beifang glared at the steamed stuffed bun fiercely, and then struggled to get up.

The little steamed stuffed bun, the little hand hidden behind him, opened slightly, and a small glass bead slipped off the floor.

"Ah --"

After releasing the small glass beads.

The steamed stuffed bun resolutely withdrew from the danger zone, and a pair of fat little hands covered his little ears.

For his ears were not attacked by screams, xiaobaozi nodded with satisfaction.

Then, like a little adult, a pair of small hands were behind him and looked at the floor under di Beifang's ass.

"Floor, floor, you're so pathetic. Have you been sat down and broken?"

The little steamed stuffed bun looked pitiful, as if he was really pitying the floor.