Mu Jinbai frowned and stood aside, without saying anything.

This is the family business of the Di family, so it is naturally inconvenient for him to interfere as an outsider.

If these people dare to target Jun Qing, he will have to worry about it.

He took a step forward and he was about to speak, but Jun Qing had already stretched out his arm to block him.

"I don't know much about it, but I know what shame is, and I also know what love is..." Jun Qing's gaze swept over several people coldly, "Di Lin worked diligently in the Di family. In a few years, he doubled the Di family's shares and increased its market value by nearly ten times. Is that right?"

Everyone was speechless.

Of course everyone knows Di Lin’s work ability.

In terms of business strength and skills, no one in the entire imperial family can match it.

"Now, it's just a little drop in the stock price, and you feel distressed? Ask yourself, who has really cared about his life or death? Everyone says Di Lin is cold-blooded, I think... you are the real cold-blooded!"

"Jun Qing!" Di Siming shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

"Brother!" Di Siyi frowned and said, "Are you wrong Qingqing?"

Di Siming raised his eyebrows, "The elders discuss the important matters, can she speak?"

"presumptuous!"

A angrily shout came from the stairs.

Everyone turned their faces and saw that the third emperor Sizhong was supporting the old man on the top of the stairs, and he had stood at the entrance of the stairs at some point.

"Jun Qing is the daughter-in-law of my Di family. Wherever Di Lin can speak, she will be qualified to speak!" The old man's eyes swept over everyone majestic, "If my son is not dead, even if my son is really dead, as long as I, Di Hairong, have a breath, you are not the final decision of this Di family!"

Seeing him appear, everyone suddenly became like eggplant beaten by frost and wilted.

I heard before that the old man was rescued and hospitalized, but I thought it was because he was afraid that he would not be able to afford to get sick this time.

Looking at this stance, why does it look like it’s okay?

Taking a deep breath, Old Master Di suppressed the cough in his throat.

"Roland, take the guests away!"

"Yes!" Roland agreed respectfully, raised his right hand, "Everyone...please go back!"

Everyone did not dare to say anything else and said goodbye and left.

Seeing the last outsider walking out of the hall, Mr. Di no longer suppressed himself and started coughing heavily.

"Godfather!"

"Dad!" Jun Qing hurriedly ran up the stairs and held the old man's arm, "How are you?"

"Old problem, it's not a problem." Old Master Di raised his palm with heartache and held Jun Qing's shoulder, "Qingqing, godfather... I'm sorry!"

"Godfather!" Jun Qing frowned and shook his head, "What are you talking about?"

"Let's help the elderly go back to the room first!" Mu Jinbai reminded softly.

The few of them helped the old man back to the room and settled him on the pillow.

Jun Qing sat on the side of the old man's bed and helped him tuck his thin blanket.

"You guys go out first, I'll stay with my godfather for a while."

"Mr. Mu, please!"

Roland politely invited Mu Jinbai to the small hall on the second floor. The three brothers of the Di family also retreated one after another, leaving behind two men, Di Lao and Jun Qing.

"Godfather, I didn't tell you the truth before." Jun Qing held the old man's palm apologetically and spoke softly, "I tell you that Di Lin is fine."

"Silly girl." Old Master Di frowned and shook his head, "What age do you think your godfather is?"
Chapter completed!