Fu Sichen's eyes swept over Jiang Mian with a hint of heartache in his gaze as he spoke in a deep, slightly irritated voice, "Mrs. Fu, where has the flesh on your body gone?"
She had been messaging him that she was busy with work lately and might not be able to video chat. He hadn't expected her to become so thin upon seeing her.
Fu Sichen stood up and swept Jiang Mian into his arms, placing her on the couch, "Were you off to work or to lose weight?"
Jiang Mian reached out to touch the slight stubble by Fu Sichen's lips, her voice light and amused, "And what about you, working or wearing yourself out? With such dark circles under your eyes, does President Fu want me to become a widow at such a young age?"
As soon as she entered, she smelled the strong scent of coffee that filled the office, deducing that he must have drunk quite a bit. Their appearance all but confirmed they had pulled an all-nighter.
