C167 You Want to be My Father

The dishes were served very quickly, and the table next door was eating happily.

Gong Ming, on the other hand, was alone. He silently chewed on the food in his mouth, but the taste was as tasteless as chewing wax.

As he was eating, Liang Huaian followed a group of people in from the outside. He saw Gong Ming sitting there with one look