C569 This Is My Dish

Zheng Ying's eyes gleamed as she watched the boy across from her.

She had actually taken notice of him while they were lining up earlier.

His attire was simple, yet he exuded a distinctly unique aura.

Despite appearing only slightly older than herself, he lacked the typical restlessness and greenness of boys their age.

Instead, there was a touch of world-weariness about him