Wen Nuan smiled as she used her phone to take his picture, looking quite content and somewhat plump lately. After a while of fatigue, he would slim down again, so it was worth capturing this moment. After taking the photo, Wen Nuan flipped the phone to show him, "Feimo, look how handsome you look, so bright and shiny, just like some noble young master."
Bright and shiny?
"I'm not eating those medicinal meals anymore; I'm switching to lighter food. If I really gained seventy or eighty pounds, you'd be crying," Ye Feimo retorted with pursed lips, leaning back, planning to hit the gym and run a couple of laps soon.
There was a basic gym on the 45th floor. Ye Feimo, who previously couldn't be bothered to go to the gym and exercised at home every couple of days, found himself glued to his wife whenever he had free time after marriage. Naturally, he forgot all about working out. With all the rich food, he had put on weight.
