Wang Furong couldn't remember how long it had been since she felt this kind of fear, the fear of impending death.
She clutched her dress tightly with both hands and did not dare to raise her head for a long time.
Meng Zi and his wife weren't stupid. No matter how famous Su Ying was, Wang Furong, as a stranger who had supposedly never interacted with Su Ying before, wouldn't have such an extreme reaction even if she was fearful.
The two of them looked at Wang Furong and frowned even more deeply.
"Furong, the City Lord is talking to you."
Wang Furong's body stiffened. She mustered her courage and slowly raised her head.
As their four eyes locked, Wang Furong's heart shuddered violently as she met Su Ying's two almond-shaped eyes exuding an ambiguous expression.
Su Ying recognized her!
