"Yes, yes, yes, I've lost weight." Xiaoze smiled helplessly, "Mommy too, let's both gain it back together, shall we?"
Mu Yiliang showed a conflicted expression, sensing the increasingly unfriendly gaze from the man beside her, she had to reluctantly nod, "Alright, I'll try."
Yan Sijue smiled with satisfaction, "Alright, let's go inside."
At dinner that night, under the warning gazes of the two men in the family, Mu Yiliang had no choice but to try her best to eat. During the meal, Xiaoze occasionally pointed out which dishes on the table he helped make, and Yan Sijue immediately piled a lot onto her bowl, claiming it was their son's filial piety...
Xiaoze, like an adult, discussed matters in City A with Yan Sijue, "…Since Old Sir Yan fell ill, hasn't Yan Yaohao become the head of the Yan Family? The FIS also fell into his hands. However, this person is truly formidable; FIS didn't collapse. Although it's not as glorious as before, at least he maintained it."
