Under Dong Huiying’s guidance, Yue Ning seemed to have figured things out, and the expression on his face shifted from cloudy to sunny.

But he still had to keep losing weight, and couldn’t let up on his own standards.

This time, however, his reason for losing weight wasn’t out of constant fear of being disliked by his wife for getting fat, but purely to regain his abs and v-line, hoping to make her smile.

So it’s said that a man in love is a fool, deeply ill, and this disease has no cure except for his wife, but the deeper the love, the more hopeless his condition becomes...

In the following days, Liang Yuening was brimming with enthusiasm, striving to quickly lose his baby fat and sculpt his v-line. But the fool of a man gradually came to his senses, realizing he couldn’t focus on one thing to the exclusion of all else, never neglecting his wife because of trivial matters. So, even though he was eager to lose fat, as soon as he saw his wife, his eyes would light up, always gleefully hurrying to her side.

Dong Huiying had just resolved Yue Ning’s issue when she suddenly discovered... hmm? It seemed someone else was up to something?

This time, her eyes fixed on Lao Si, Liang Haoming.

The matter began on a certain day when she unintentionally noticed that Haoming was looking at her in an odd way? Staring at her as if in a daze, occasionally rubbing his belly...

"What’s the matter, are you feeling unwell, is your stomach hurting? Come on, let me check your pulse!"

As soon as she extended her small hand, the man dodged away from his wife’s touch like he was startled. Afterwards, he was still a bit embarrassed, mumbling two words, "No problem."

Dong Huiying: "...Haoming, you shouldn’t avoid seeing the doctor, that’s not good, don’t make everyone worry, got it?"

The wooden-headed man obediently nodded, much like a well-behaved baby.

So Dong Huiying reached out her hand again.

Haoming hesitated slightly before finally rolling up his sleeve to reveal his wrist.

The beauty of a man lies in masculine vigor and strength, a charm filled with manliness. His looks might not be handsome, but his rugged appearance had character, definitely making him a man of style!

Dong Huiying placed her fingertips on Haoming’s wrist, focusing intently on his pulse, unaware that the man’s gaze was more serious than before, with eyes containing a hint of anxious joy and anticipation.

At the end, Dong Huiying withdrew her hand, "Nothing major, but you seem quite preoccupied lately? Your pulse suggests excessive heart fire!"

The man was instantly dumbfounded!! He looked at Dong Huiying in shock, unable to come back to his senses for quite a while.

Dong Huiying was utterly confused by his stare. "What’s the matter, is there something dirty on my face?" She instinctively touched her cheek, while the man, still dazed, slowly shook his head.

Dong Huiying was even more puzzled, "Then why are you looking at me like that?"

Suddenly, the man pressed his lips tightly together, frowning with a stubborn look. He pushed his wrist toward Dong Huiying. "Check my pulse!!"

Dong Huiying: "???"

What’s going on?

Just now, when she voluntarily checked his pulse, he was so reluctant, unwilling to let her do it, requiring her to patiently persuade him a lot before he complied. But this time, even though she had just checked his pulse, he still wanted her to do it again, what’s wrong with him??