Tang Wan entered the room, hung up the phone, and started a video call with Ruan Mengxi on the tablet.
"Have you lost weight recently?" Ruan Mengxi set up the computer and looked Tang Wan over carefully. "Isn't Fifth Lord taking care of you? You need nutrition right now, don't go on a diet."
"No, I've been eating quite a bit lately, but you seem to have gained weight."
Ruan Mengxi has always been prone to gaining weight. In the past, she was so busy at work that she barely had time to eat, making it hard to gain weight.
After just a few days at home, eating and playing around, she easily put on five or six pounds.
"Then I'll start dieting tomorrow. If I can't fit into the bridesmaid dress, that'll be too embarrassing." Ruan Mengxi pinched the soft flesh at her waist.
