After all, talk is cheap, and since it wasn't going to fall on his own head, Shen Chenxuan didn't bother too much about it.
Downstairs, He Hanjin was continuously piling food onto Wen Zhi's plate, which instantly brought out a helpless smile on her face.
"Enough already, are you trying to fatten me up like a little pig?"
"Look how thin you are now, even if being on TV requires a figure, that doesn't mean you should be this skinny. I really wish you could get as fat as a little pig."
As He Hanjin spoke, he effortlessly grasped her slender wrist, with plenty of room to spare.
"Look, I say you're thin, and you won't admit it. Look around, which woman here is as thin as you?"
Wen Zhi knew that He Hanjin was just concerned about her and felt no annoyance.
However, she usually didn't eat much, so He Hanjin's feeding actually made her fuller.
"Really, that's enough. I can't eat anymore."
