The children excitedly hugged each other, exchanging greetings.
Of course, more of them said, "Gong Jiaming, you're hopeless." Gong Ruwen knew in Beijing, that guy would follow them to exercise.
But upon returning to his Southern hometown, this precious baby of the family definitely wouldn't work so hard.
But surprisingly, he had grown so fat that Gong Ruwen couldn't bear to look directly at him.
"You're fat, Brother Xiao Ming, looking like this won't make boys like you." Time really is a butcher's knife; how has a nice-looking young man turned into a pighead?
"Wow, bro, you've gotten fat."
"Brother, you're so ugly like this, girls won't like you." Gong Ruzhi's defining trait was being blunt and always hitting where it hurt.
Darn it, everyone keeps calling him fat, shouldn't they be having a nice catch-up talk since they haven't seen each other for a while?
