Suddenly, everyone's eyes moved from Di Lin's face to Jun Qing's face.

Before Jun Qing could answer, Mu Yichen had already laughed out loud.

"I'm blamed on this, please don't be surprised by the Emperor!" He smiled and held Mu Jinbai's arm. Mu Yichen explained with a smile, "This is my eldest son Jinbai, my brother, and I'll ask Emperor and you all to take care of him in the future!"

Dear...brother?!

Three words, like a basin of ice water, instantly poured the people who were looking forward to watching the show and were filled with a heart-warming feeling.

Bo Zimu, Yang Chuchen, the two brothers of the Di family, and others who were worried about Di Lin all breathed a sigh of relief.

Jun Qing looked around, held everyone's expressions in his eyes, and smiled secretly.

At this time, it is really a good time to identify friends and enemies!

"Ha..." Old Master Di stood up with a smile, "Your son and daughter are all among the people! Yichen, sit down!"

Uncle Lan, who was standing behind him, also pulled the corners of his lips.

Can this matter in the imperial capital be hidden from the emperor?

The Emperor had already found out about the matters in Mu Yichen's family, so how could he not know the relationship between Mu Jinbai and Jun Qing?

Lan Bu pulled open the chair and arranged Mu Yichen to the seat beside Emperor Lao.

Seeing the matter resolved, Bo Zimu breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his arm that was pulled on Di Lin, and did not forget to tease his friend.

"It's a pity that you thought you were dumped!"

Di Lin glared at him with a side look. Bo Zimu just pretended not to see it, patted Yang Chuchen's arm and sat down at the table next to him.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Jinbai, Xiaolin, come and sit together, gently, next to your godfather!"

When Mr. Emperor spoke, several young people came over and sat at the main table.

Old Emperor sat back on the main seat and glanced at the old men by the table.

"People nowadays have a mouth, they can only speak nonsense, and talk nonsense, but they can't stand other people's good things. We old people can't learn these bad habits. Are you right, Mr. Rong?"

A word from the old man is tantamount to slapping the old man Rong in the face in public.

Mr. Rong smiled reluctantly: "Yes, nowadays reporters like to write randomly!"

"Brother!" Di Haisheng stood up and took the initiative to help Mr. Rong to help him relieve the situation. "Today is your 70th birthday, and I must give you a cup!"

"No hurry!" Mr. Emperor gently raised his left hand, "I'll say a few words while everyone is here today!"

Uncle Lan stretched out his arm and helped the old man up from the chair.

The old man looked around, his voice full of energy.

"I, Di Hairong, have four sons. My greatest hope is to have a daughter. God has eyes. Give me this opportunity!" After reaching out my big hand, the old man patted Jun Qing's shoulder with a doting, "Qingqing has been in our Di family for ten years. Now I can find my biological father and reunite with my family. I, a father, can be regarded as a wish."

His eyes remained on Di Lin for a moment, and a feeling appeared in the old man's eyes.

"Now when Di Lin brought this child back, he was still a little smaller, and he was a big girl in a blink of an eye. He really couldn't bear to send you away like this, but you are the daughter of the Mu family after all, and you can't stop you from recognizing your ancestors. Alas - Godfather has something to say, I thought about it for a long time, and I'm stuck in my heart, and I won't be happy if I don't vomit!"
Chapter completed!