Don't Mess With Morning Grumpy Person III

"The waiter from Wu Shang City Inn is trying to harm me," Feng Ruqing said calmly.

The little fatty was furious. "Then, I'll send someone to beat him up!"

"Good..." Feng Ruqing stroked her belly and smiled. "Feng Lianqing also wants to harm me."

"Oh, then I'll send someone to beat him up too."

Helian Yue was stunned.

'Where are the civilized people? Where's the gentle touch?

'You beat up people, and this is what you call gentle?'

The little fatty scratched the back of his head, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Lianyi. He frowned as he said, "Why is this little servant from General Manor here? Oh, this little servant was the one who had provoked my father and mother to punish Pretty Sister back then."

The little fatty was furious, even his gaze was filled with anger.

'Pretty Sister is my savior, and she can tame spirit beasts!'

If the emperor and the empress hated her, would he not be the one to suffer?