C166 Kind to Feed the Wolf

When Meng Faangyun walked in, she stretched out her hand to open the wall. She was calm and composed as she held a delicate bag in her hand. Her gaze surveyed everything in the house.

"Look at how you're doing. "Not at all like your father."

"Which father?"

Meng Faangyun's expression turned ugly.

"You don't even recognize me, and I don't want to waste words with you. Actually