It doesn’t matter if someone is thin; what matters is that they have spirit.
Huo Qi used to be portly, but with the Mainland police constantly breathing down his neck, he had lost his spark. Now, however, every time he turned on the television, he heard news that stirred his soul. He knew that the HMS Tamar had finally been conquered, and he knew the police had secured the evidence. He was beyond happy—he didn't even need to eat. He was living on nothing but pure conviction.
Ayuan thought Huo Qi was strange, and Huo Qi felt the same way about Ayuan. The last time they met, the boy had been wearing a little tank top, insisting that Nie Jiajun drag him around while he cleaned the floors. It had only been a month or two, yet now he was wearing a suit so neatly that he even had a belt cinched around his waist. He sat in his father’s arms with one hand tucked casually into his pocket. What was this look? Was he trying to be a cool guy?
Chapter 630