C97 Good Face

The two people in the room caught the aroma of the food wafting in. Mrs. Feng hadn’t tasted one of Da Zhuang’s meals in ages. She felt a twinge of anticipation, but the sight of Wang Yingzi beside her quickly soured her mood. She scowled, unwilling to show Wang Yingzi any kindness.

Wang Yingzi, on the other hand, was too focused on the door to notice Mrs. Feng’s displeasure, her eyes glued to it