Ninety lucky little sweet wife

Ever since Zhu Yan started frequenting Yunfu Restaurant, she went to the fabric store in the town to find someone to order a few suits that fit her.

The fabric is the most common polyester, and the simple pattern of black and white stripes accentuates her shapely figure.Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and she exuded a freshness and refinement that was incompatible with this country.

Beauty, it is really beautiful, much more beautiful than Zhang Jing who looks like a monster.

Wang Dahong looked down at himself again.

He is not tall and has a bloated figure, and he is wearing a cheongsam desperately, and the flesh on his stomach has been squeezed out layer by layer.She felt that every breath she exhaled was extremely difficult.

In all fairness, if she were a man, she would choose Zhu Yan instead of herself...

Dead fat pig.

Zhu Yan couldn't feel the pain in Wang Dahong's heart. As for whether Qin Huai asked her to send these pastries, she didn't intend to get entangled in this matter.

Seeing Wang Dahong burst into tears, Zhu Yan took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and wiped away the pastry crumbs from the corners of her mouth with her fingertips.

"Sister Dahong, as long as you don't give up, no one can laugh at anyone forever. If you like singing, then stick to your dream. What if one day it really comes true?"

The girl's voice was warm and sweet, like the warm sun in spring, dispelling the haze in Wang Dahong's heart.

Who said no?
She still remembers the first time she saw Zhu Yan, she was sloppy and her face was yellow and bloodless.

Because she never listened to Wang Xiaodong's words, she was beaten twice in three days, and her body was bruised and purple. She once thought that one day she would die under Wang Xiaodong's whip.

Even if he was rescued by Qin Huai later and lived in a family with insufficient food and clothing, sooner or later, he would inevitably die.

Who would have thought that she would suddenly become the female owner of a restaurant.

Now when the aunts in the village talk about Zhu Yan, they no longer spit on their faces, but praise her.

"Can I really?"

Wang Dahong's gaze at Zhu Yan softened a little, and even his voice was less bitter than before.

If this had been put in the past, she would definitely not even want to say a word to Zhu Yan, but her inspirational story is a good example.

As long as she said she still had hope, there was hope.

Under Wang Dahong's expectant eyes, a trace of hesitation flashed in Zhu Yan's eyes, but she still nodded.

Everyone in the world says that Fatty is a potential stock, as long as Wang Dahong is really determined to change, nothing is impossible.

"Smelly..." Wang Dahong blushed out of habit, and immediately changed his words, "Sister Ayan, I want to lose weight, can you help me?"

Wang Dahong, who used to boss her around in front of Zhu Yan, would never have imagined that one day she would ask the stinky beggar she despises the most to help her.

However, apart from her now, Wang Dahong really doesn't know who to trust.

After being praised and killed by his own father for so many years, in the end, he was also treated as an abandoned child.

Emotionally, she still has some grudges against Zhu Yan, her rival in love.

But emotionally, she trusts her inexplicably.

lose weight?

Zhu Yan was stunned.

She visually measured Wang Dahong's weight, um...it looked like one hundred and seventy to eighty catties.

It is simply impossible to lose weight all at once.

Besides, doesn't she want to sing? It doesn't match her figure, okay?

Who stipulates that fat people can't sing well.

"It doesn't have to be to lose weight." Zhu Yan murmured, "Fat people are full of confidence and have a wide range of voice, so they are more suitable for singing than thin people."

Wang Dahong thought that Zhu Yan was unwilling to help her, so she found high-sounding reasons to prevaricate her.

Ever since, she decided to increase the stakes.

"No, I want to lose weight. Sister Ayan, as long as you can make me lose weight, I promise I won't like brother Ahuai anymore."

When she becomes as good-looking as Zhu Yan, not to mention brother Ah Huai, she may not even have a good opinion of a man who is better than him.

Thinking of this, Wang Dahong felt complacent for a while.

As a result, a long time passed without any response from Zhu Yan.

Could it be that the chips she gave were not big enough?
She gritted her teeth, and gritted her teeth again.

"Sister Ayan, if there is anything else you want, I can promise you."

Zhu Yan was overjoyed, and asked almost immediately: "Can I do whatever I want?"

Wang Dahong nodded solemnly, "Except for my life and my future man, I can't give up. Everything else is fine."

Zhu Yan: "..."

What does she want those things for.

Zhu Yan pretended to think for a while before saying: "There is a piece of land in front of my house. I heard it belongs to your father. If I succeed in helping you lose weight, can you let your father sell that land to me?"

She specifically emphasized selling rather than giving away.

On the one hand, Zhu Yan is not a person who pushes forward, and she is already very grateful that Wang Dahong can accept this task; on the other hand, there is a money transaction, and it is clearly written in black and white, so as to save the Wang family from stumbling them because of this matter in the future. son.

As the stupid girl of the village chief's family who is the richest and has the most fields in the whole village, Wang Dahong nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

When she went back that day, Zhu Yan made a weight loss plan for Wang Dahong.

Nine out of ten fat people are those who only open their mouths but don't move their legs. It is obviously impossible for a person who loves meat to give up meat suddenly.

So the first weight loss plan she made for Wang Dahong was to stretch her legs first, and at the same time match her nutritious meals, a two-pronged approach.

Not only that, Zhu Yan also gave Wang Dahong a strong dose of medicine, telling her that as long as she did what she said, she would see obvious results in a month.

One month later is also the deadline for her to get the land, otherwise, there is no hope of moving into a new house this year.

Everyone has the desire to love beauty, and there is probably no girl in this world who does not love beauty.

Once you have a goal to pursue, you will have a steady stream of motivation to persist.

Without any exercise equipment, running became the only weapon to lose weight. Zhu Yan also taught Wang Dahong a few sets of yoga moves.

In order to urge Wang Dahong, Zhu Yan went to the battle to accompany him whenever she had time.

Run in the morning, run in the evening, and add a set of yoga exercises before going to bed.

Losing weight itself is tiring, sad, boring, and difficult to persist.

But when someone is willing to accompany you, regardless of day or night, regardless of wind and rain, when quietly by your side, Wang Dahong feels that there is endless energy in his whole body.

Even though he was sweating profusely and his body was sore from exhaustion, he never gave up.

On the contrary, Zhu Yan, the training partner, was exhausted.

Huang Tian deserves a caring person.

She seems to have really lost weight.