C42 Dinner

TangShi focused on her food and tried to avoid Aunt’s glare, mid-way through Sunday roast and yet she was uptight and wishing it was over. It had been a tense half hour already and despite YuZhi shielding her, she was aware of the darts being visually aimed her way from across the table.

“Grandad, we’re staying for coffee afterwards in the study. TangShi wants to know more about her mom