Yan Ruchun silently glanced at the somewhat messy snack platter on the table and the two pieces of greasy paper on the floor that had been used for snacks and chestnuts, unable to resist saying, "How much have you eaten yet you're still hungry? Aren't you afraid of getting so fat that you won't be able to marry?"
"Not at all." Xu Muqing picked up another peeled chestnut from the table and put it in her mouth, chewing with relish, "Brother Rong loves it when I'm chubby, he would never not marry me! Look, this one, this one, and this one too; Brother Rong personally went out to buy these for me!"
Pointing at the greasy papers on the floor and the snacks on the table, Xu Muqing's face was full of pride.
Yan Ruchun's face was full of disapproval, yet she caught the crucial information, "What did you say, is Second Fool here as well?"
