Lin Residence.
Ever since Lin Zhiyuan fell ill, he had not returned to the company. Madam Fang, on the other hand, seemed happier than before. She spent her days concocting various soups for him, and after a few months, he had grown quite plump. Looking at the layers of fat around his waist, Lin Zhiyuan pushed the soup away.
"Let’s skip the soup today. Dear, let’s go for a walk in the backyard."
Chapter 251