Looking at his wife, Fu Chen'an said seriously, "Yao Zhi, I'm your Husband. It's normal for you to ask for my help, and it's my responsibility and my right to help you. Your health is not good. When I'm at home, you don't have to do these tiring tasks."
Meeting his gaze, Yao Zhi could only nod. "Okay."
Looking at his wife's chin, Fu Chen'an thought of her previously double chin and said, "Wife, you should eat more and gain some weight. Looking at how thin you are now, I'm really worried."
Yao Zhi was stunned by his words. She looked at her own body and thought that her figure was good now. She was around 55 to 60 kilograms.
Compared to other women who only weighed 40 to 45 kilograms, she could be considered overweight and was living well. After all, everyone only eats one or two meals a day and rarely has meat.
It was normal for her to like her own body, but this was the first time she had met a man who didn't dislike her plump figure.
