Standing barefoot on the yoga mat in the living room, she started exercising.
She really regretted her gluttonous appetite now.
Although she had always thought that her 166cm/54.5kg figure was pretty, at the last minute, she started to get nervous.
The problem was that Miss Xu Qing only had a measly B cup.
Beside him, Wen Ruan was, of course, super confident.
Others, like Jing and Lin Muxue, were all large C cups.
And she knew that Tang Song's figure was also amazing; according to Jing, he even had an eight-pack.
What if that jerk Tang Song made fun of her for being fat and having small boobs? What would she do then?
That would be a huge humiliation!
Sharpening the axe won't delay the job of chopping wood.
She had already decided not to eat breakfast or lunch today to try and slim down a bit.
Just at that moment, the room door was suddenly pushed open.
