C389 It Was Dull and Meaningless

Su Ranxi shrugged, wanting to eat something light, but that seemed impossible here. Every meal was a feast—breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Since moving here, she had put on some weight; her once sharp chin was now a bit rounder.

Feng Muhan never shared his matters with her, protecting her from any stress, ensuring she lived comfortably. Eating breakfast alone felt bland