Time passed quickly, and it was mid-October in a blink of an eye.

Suzhou, Jiahe Garden.

Sleepy-eyed Wang Letian prepared breakfast in the kitchen, packed up the soybean milk machine and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wang Letian patted his belly that seemed to be several months pregnant, and just sighed.

He has a fat-prone physique, and he really doesn't have much motivation to lose weight.

"Why can't I hear the sound of the soybean milk machine?"

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