"What double chin? Your chin's just a little rounder, that's all." Shen Weimin couldn't help but laugh. 'She still thinks of herself as one of the guys. What man these days would care about getting a double chin?'
The truth was out. When he went to his grandmother's hometown for New Year's visits a few days ago, everyone insisted he was only with her for her looks. "If you don't believe me, feel my waist—see if it's gotten thicker."
"As if you don't know whether my waist is thicker or not. Where are your hands right now?" Xu Changqing pinched his cheek in annoyance, changing the subject.
It had been almost ten days since her father had gone back to work after the fifth day of the New Year. By the time he returned, it would likely be time to move. And she, in her effort to convince her grandma to come with them...
