The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

"puff--"

"What happened?"

"Who? Who did what?!"

Everyone at the table was startled by this sudden change. They all turned around, and after seeing the situation on the opposite side clearly, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The little kids at the table opposite seemed to be frightened by the shout as well. They all lowered their heads in fear, and no matter how they looked at them, they didn't dare to look up easily.

It was the timid look they were familiar with.

"Jiang San, you kid... do you want to scare us to death?!"

"That's right. It almost choked me to death."

"What a fuss...eat, eat!"

The group of people turned around again, and with unexpected looks on their faces they stretched their chopsticks towards the plates on the table.

Jiang San blushed amid the complaints of the crowd and muttered softly, "That kid's look just now was very suspicious——"

That look was tense and expectant, something he had never seen in those little kids before.

When the person next to him heard this, he turned around and looked at the opposite side.

Jiang Yingcheng, who had been carefully observing the reactions of this group of people, took another breath when he saw this, and his heart seemed to be about to jump out of his throat!

Still watching?!

Why are you still watching?!

At the round table opposite, the older ones like Brother Wei Wen were still able to play their roles calmly, but the younger friends who were only slightly older than her had already begun to tremble uncontrollably, looking guilty.

Jiang Yingcheng even suspected that if these bad guys stared at the opposite side for a while longer, the little brother would not be able to hold back and cry out!

Although this is consistent with their character, this is the most critical moment of their plan. There are still two bad guys at the table who haven't had time to eat the biscuits yet. She can't let these people ruin the plan of Brother Wei Wen and others!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingcheng suddenly stood up, took the chopsticks that the "dean" had placed on the table, picked up a large chopstick of vegetables for the man who had just spoken, and said in a milky voice: "Uncle, don't scare the brothers——"

Shut up your mouth with food!

Jiang San turned his head and slowly looked downwards.

His mind was in a mess after having just drunk two glasses of liquor. The scene of the little boy just looking over kept appearing in his mind. His gaze slowly focused, and the scene in front of him finally turned into the vegetables that the little guy picked up.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head and an idea suddenly came to his mind!

He got it!

He knew why the look in that little kid's eyes just now made him feel something was wrong!

The little ghost wasn't looking at them, his gaze was looking further down...

What he was staring at nervously were the chopsticks in their hands!

To be more precise, the kid was staring at the food on their chopsticks!!

Jiang San suddenly looked up, and his burning gaze went straight to the little dumpling not far to his side!

"Kuai Cheng," he said coldly, his eyes sinister, "Uncle can't eat so much, why don't you help him?"

He said he was asking for help, but his tone was full of unquestionable temptation.

Everyone understood the hidden meaning of his words, including Jiang Yingcheng, the youngest child in the yard.

"Yeah?" She looked up with a confused look in her watery eyes, full of doubts, and replied obediently, "But I was already full before Chengcheng came over."

Seeing the little guy's appearance, the gloomy eyes of the people around him hesitated again.

"...Jiang Zi?"

How old is this little girl? Isn't this suspicion a bit absurd? !

Jiang Sancai didn't care about what these people thought. He turned to look at the "dean" above the main seat. Seeing that the other party was also looking at the little guy with suspicion, his attitude became more firm.

He said forcefully, "Eat!"

At the table where Wei Yang and others were sitting, the person who had been caught red-handed by Jiang San just now trembled all over and almost cried out loud.

It was Wei Yi who was standing beside him who discovered it in time and took advantage of the round table to hold his hand tightly.

The two people's fingers, which were tightly clasped together, were both ice-cold.

"Don't be afraid." He lowered his voice to persuade the other person, and it seemed as if he was telling himself.

Those bastards haven't suspected the whole grain biscuits yet. What they insist on forcing the little guy to eat now are just vegetables that haven't been mixed with any medicine. The little guy will be fine for a while.

Moreover, although it would be a bit absurd to say this, he just didn't feel that...

"Chengcheng should be stalling for time."

When the knockout drug takes effect, even if there are still two people who haven't eaten the cookies and remain awake, they can still give it a try!

Guan Zhili was sitting with his back to the group of people behind him. He glanced at the little kid who was being coaxed by Wei Yi inconspicuously, and spat in annoyance that was rare in his heart.

Why are you crying?

Chengcheng didn’t even cry over there!

The undercurrent here failed to attract the attention of the group of adults on the opposite side.

But someone had already noticed that something was wrong and slowly walked towards the children.

Every footstep seemed to be stepping heavily on their hearts, deafening them.

Jiang Yingcheng saw that this group of people's patience had reached its critical point and that any further delay would only have the opposite effect, so he stood up angrily and walked to Jiang San's side.

"Cheng, Chengcheng doesn't like uncle anymore!"

She picked up a piece of vegetable from Jiang San's bowl at random, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times under the gaze of everyone, and swallowed it.

He also burped twice at the right time.

“It works this time!”

Her big eyes, which had already lost their swelling, stared accusingly at Jiang San, who was much taller than her. After raising her head for a while, Jiang Yingcheng felt uncomfortable and raised her legs to take a few steps back.

You don't have to hold your head up so high.

"Humph!"

Jiang San: "..."

The Dean and his men: "..."

The group of people on the opposite side including Wei Yi: "..."

The atmosphere was oddly stagnant, and after a moment, everyone suddenly laughed out loud again.

"Hey... Look how angry we are! Jiangzi, you didn't do this right—"

"Really?! Such a cute little kid picked up food for you personally, and you still doubted her... How can a person be so suspicious?!"

Jiang Yingcheng was well aware of the difference between isolating one's opponents and being isolated by them. Upon hearing this, she smiled sweetly at the uncles who had just spoken, as if she had completely forgotten that no one in this group of people had spoken for her.

Then, he continued to glare at Jiang San opposite him.

Jiang San: "..."

Jiang San gritted his teeth and looked at the "Dean" again.

When the Dean looked at Wei Cheng, he always had the illusion that he was looking at a large stack of banknotes. In addition, this little guy was sweet-mouthed and considerate, and he was always more tolerant than others. Seeing this, he chuckled without any psychological burden and said, "Brothers are right."

Jiang San: “…………”

A bad premonition suddenly came to my mind.

The Dean continued, "Just apologize to the little guy, just as a—"

Before he could say anything, he felt his vision suddenly become extremely blurry and his brain became dizzy.

He staggered and struggled for a few times, but finally he couldn't hold on any longer and fell forward suddenly.

There was a very loud "bang".

Jiang San: "..."

Everyone at the table: “!!!”