After entering the door, Mother Fang saw her son sitting in the living room, "Xiao Chen, when did you come back? Why didn't you call Mom?"
Fang Chen was still on the phone by his ear, and when he heard what his mother said, he just raised his hand to greet her.
Seeing this, Mother Fang stopped talking, took off her coat and hung it on the hanger.
After a while, Fang Chen finished talking on the phone, looked up at his mother and sister, and replied unhurriedly: "I just came back for a while."
"Are you too tired recently? Your face is so thin." Fang's mother saw her son's thin face at a glance, and couldn't help but feel distressed.
Fang Ting walked up to Fang Chen and sat down, holding his chin and taking a closer look, "Yes, brother, why are you so thin? Could it be that you are sick?"
Exactly the same as skinny.
Fang Chen's expression remained unchanged, "It's normal to be thin while running everywhere."
Fang's mother knew the nature of her son's work, so she could only sigh slightly.
Several generations of the Fang family have gone on official careers. In Fang Chen's generation, they are more promising. They climbed to the position of CEO at a young age, and being busy naturally became commonplace.
"Have you eaten yet?" Mother Fang asked again.
Fang Chen shook his head, "Not yet."
Mother Fang felt distressed for a while, so she quickly stood up, "Then I'll get you some noodles."
Soon, Mother Fang entered the kitchen.
Fang Chen turned his head, looked at Fang Ting, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Going on a blind date?"
Fang Ting didn't expect that her always serious elder brother would also learn to joke. She waved her hand and nestled behind the sofa, "Don't mention it, it's embarrassing."
The family that made my mother very polite was naturally not an ordinary person, so Fang Ting also restrained himself when he was in the Huo family, and his performance was remarkable.
Fang Chen just smiled slightly, "You are still young, don't worry."
"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that one!" Fang Ting pointed to the kitchen, "I understand why I'm in such a miserable situation, it's because you're not at home, so my mother doubled the set that was supposed to force you to marry me." on me."
Fang Chen's cheeks twitched, but he just remained silent.
He doesn't comment on things like forced marriages.
Not long after, Mother Fang put the noodles on the table and asked Fang Chen to eat them.
Fang Chen was wearing a very fluffy and roomy down jacket, so apart from his thin cheeks, there was nothing unusual about him overall.
After taking her seat, as soon as she picked up the chopsticks, Mother Fang walked to his side, "It's not cold at home, it's not convenient for you to eat in such a thick dress, take it off, and I'll hang it up for you."
Fang Chen paused his hands, and then refused: "It's okay, I have a little cold these two days, so I don't need to take it off."
Mother Fang withdrew her hand when she heard the words, pulled out the chair and sat down, "Hurry up and eat."
Fang Chen hummed, and pulled down the sleeves of his jacket to cover the back of his hands.
Mother Fang noticed his movement, frowned, and then suddenly grabbed his hand again, and pulled off his sleeve.
Seeing the ferocious veins and veins on the skinny arms, Mother Fang's face turned pale, and her voice trembled, "You... when did you start?"
Fang Chen didn't expect his mother's sudden movement. He was startled for a moment, and then withdrew his hand, "It's almost ready, don't worry."
Mother Fang looked at Fang Chen, shaking her hands on the table: "Mom just asked you, how long has it been like this?"
(end of this chapter)