As for Zhu Qianying, strictly speaking, they weren't close acquaintances, the total time they had spent together was probably not even a hundred hours.
Yet, with just a few glances, she noticed that he had lost weight.
What a strange phenomenon!
"Hmm, I guess, you've probably lost about five or six pounds?"
Zhu Qianying's gaze once again scanned him from top to bottom like an X-ray.
Goodness, how is Heaven so biased towards this Boss Guimao?
Not only was he born into such a prominent family, but he also possesses such a wickedly sharp and calculating mind and a handsome face that incites anger amongst Gods and humans alike. And indeed, the model-like physique that draws attention everywhere...
"Five pounds."
Eldest Young Master Yan had weighed himself in the morning. He was precisely five pounds lighter than last month.
