C235 I'll Make Dumplings

Just as Sheng Zhengting was about to close the door, Ji Qingzhan shouted behind him, "Mrs. Wang!"

The moment Sheng Zhengting subconsciously shrunk his neck, Ji Qingzhan had already crawled under his arm.

Then, with long legs, he walked straight into the restaurant where the dumpling making activity was being held. He put the big and small bags in his hands beside him