For some reason, Jojo inexplicably had a sense of crisis, as if the woman just now was destined to become her rival.

No, what's more alarming is that deep down in her heart, she feels that she will be defeated.

"Are these dishes not to your taste, Miss Zeng?"

Then,Jojo came to her senses, looked at the food with low eyes, but her mind was not on it at all.

She fiddled with her hair in her ears and pretended to ask casually, "Who was that woman just now?"

Zhang Bingsheng didn't pay much attention. He only ate the mal meal: "Oh, just the guests living in the hotel, eat...