Xia Wanyuan had never gained weight no matter what she ate. Jun Shiling could hold her waist with one hand. Now that she had lost five pounds, he could feel it with a light grip.
After dinner that day, seeing that Xia Wanyuan was about to go to the study to work again, Jun Shiling reached out and pulled her back. "Do you want to die? Do you want to weigh how much you've lost weight?"
Xia Wanyuan stopped in her tracks and looked at Jun Shiling with a smile. "There's still a little left. I'll sleep after I'm done."
"No." Xia Wanyuan's chin became even thinner and sharper. Jun Shiling was angry just looking at it.
Xia Wanyuan tugged at Jun Shiling's sleeve. "One hour. Can I give you a surprise after I'm done?"
"No." To Jun Shiling, all surprises were useless.
"You…" Xia Wanyuan smiled and punched Jun Shiling. "Alright, go to sleep."
