Chapter 618 You Are My Type

He Jinyang pointed at her dinner and said, "Kitty eats more than you in one meal."

Fang Qing curled her lips in displeasure. She didn't want to eat it either, but what could she do?

"Well, I wasn't prone to obesity before. I could eat and drink without gaining weight. It was all for the sake of giving birth to a child for you!"

"Yes, I know. You've worked hard, so I support you in exercising. There's no need for dieting, right?"

Fang Qing felt very wronged and could only ask her aunt for help, "I'm not on a diet, aunt, can you show him my daily menu!"

"Okay, okay..." Auntie quickly handed the seven-day menu to He Jinyang for review.

I eat less, but each meal is nutritionally balanced, and I have to eat four meals a day.

Seeing that he remained silent, Fang Qing whispered, "I can tell the difference between the important and the unimportant. Right now, of course, the baby is the priority. How could I possibly starve them?"

He Jinyang put down his phone and looked at her for a long time before he said helplessly, "You really have to do this, don't you?"

Fang Qing sat up straight, "Yes, I have to lose weight! I want to get back to my peak weight!"

He Jinyang was a little annoyed. He leaned back in his chair and knocked on the table.

"How much weight do you plan to lose?"

"Twenty-five pounds! This is my weight before I got pregnant!"

But when He Jinyang heard this, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty-five kilograms?"

"Yes, I weighed 95 pounds when you met me!"

He Jinyang didn't think she was that thin at that time, but after being together for a year, he felt that she was too thin when he thought about her weight of 95 kilograms.

"No, that's too thin."

"Why not? I've always weighed 95 pounds, and my mom never said anything to me!"

He Jinyang glared at her with gritted teeth, "If I say no, then it's no!"

Fang Qing opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "Why? I just want to lose weight!"

"You can be thin, but not 95 pounds!" How can it be comfortable to hug someone who is as thin as a stick?

"I……"

He Jinyang stared at her without blinking, "I'll have someone take your broken device away tomorrow. I told you, I like you the way you are now, so don't force me."

Fang Qing was stunned. This was the first time He Jinyang spoke to her in such a tough manner.

Her eyes immediately turned red and she looked at him aggrievedly.

He Jinyang felt a little soft-hearted, but for her health and his own welfare.

"Ten kilograms at most."

Fang Qing bit her lip, unwilling to only lose ten pounds. Why couldn't she have the final say over her own body?

"Aren't you meddling too much?"

"I just want to take care of it. Ten pounds."

Fang Qing thought he might be serious. She frowned and said, "Ten kilograms is too little. Twenty kilograms!"

He Jinyang's face was still dark.

"Ten pounds."

"Twenty pounds!"

"Only ten pounds!"

"I can't give in anymore. Twenty pounds is twenty pounds!"

Zhao Jingxue, who had just finished taking a shower, stood at the door of the guest room and listened to the couple's conversation, her face full of disbelief.

She had seen many rich people, but this was the first time she had seen one like this.

She originally thought that Fang Qing's words about losing weight for herself were just an excuse.

Of course it's for herself, but more importantly it's to keep the man's love.

But what had she just heard?

This Mr. He actually doesn't agree with his wife losing weight?

Fang Qing was about to cry out of anger, staring at him intently, "What are you doing?"

He Jinyang couldn't hold it back anymore when he saw her eyes were red. He walked over, pulled her over, and hugged her on his lap, raising his hand to wipe away her tears that were about to fall.

"Being too thin is really not good. You look really good like this now. I'm really not kidding you."

"I don't believe you..."

"Then what do you want me to believe?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

Fang Qing snorted coldly and glanced at him. No one would believe that a man who had dated so many celebrity models said he didn't like women with good figures!

He Jinyang seemed to have guessed her thoughts, so he twisted her jaw and said seriously.

"In the past, they were the ones who approached me first. Most people think that beauties all look the same. Those are the types I've seen the most. I didn't even know what type I liked, but after meeting you, I think I know."

Fang Qing couldn't help but stare at him, "You, what do you know?"

"I like your type."

"What type am I?"

"A little plump, a little chubby, I really like it. I haven't met anyone before so I don't know, but with you I can be sure of my taste. Honey, you are my taste, so don't be too thin, okay?"

Fang Qing was persuaded by her words, and her eyes flickered a little.

"Besides, I'd feel bad if you were too thin. My mother-in-law already has a problem with me. Wouldn't she blame me even more if she saw you become thinner because of me? Please consider this for me, ok?"

After saying that, He Jinyang kissed her ear.

The aunt was standing by and was happy to see the couple having such a good relationship, so she said something.

"In my opinion, you two should each take a step back. How about fifteen pounds?"

Fang Qing's eyes turned slightly. Fifteen kilograms is fifteen kilograms. She can cheat then.

So she sniffed, "Then I can only take another step back, the last step. Fifteen kilograms really can't be too much. I understand you, but you have to understand me too. I like wearing nice clothes, too. Did you know that clothes are only available in size L now? I can't even fit into them now, and it makes me anxious and angry just looking at you..."

"Okay, okay, fifteen pounds is fifteen pounds. Tell me what clothes you want to wear and I'll have them custom-made."

Fang Qing's eyes widened immediately. "Is that what I meant? You're such a straight man."

He Jinyang just kissed her lips when he heard that, but he was thinking in his heart, fifteen pounds shouldn't be too thin, right?

"Mr. He, Mrs. He..."

Fang Qing was startled and almost forgot that the body shaping teacher had not left yet, so she wanted to get up from He Jinyang's arms the next second but he held her tightly.

Fang Qing had no choice but to secretly glare at He Jinyang, and finally looked at Zhao Jingxue.

"Now that you're done, why don't you stay for dinner?"

He Jinyang looked over the next second, and Zhao Jingxue looked at him for a second before she realized that this man didn't want to be disturbed.

"No, I'm going to have a nutritious meal when I get back."

"Oh, yes, then I won't keep you here. See you tomorrow."

Zhao Jingxue smiled and nodded, "See you tomorrow."

After saying that, she planned to leave without wanting to stay any longer.

But He Jinyang suddenly asked, "Did you plan all these nutritious meals?"

Fang Qing pushed him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Jingxue was wearing ordinary sportswear and turned around to look over when she heard that.

"Yes, Mr. He."

"Are you sure this is enough for her to eat while she's breastfeeding?"

Zhao Jingxue understood what he meant, so she answered his question very seriously and solemnly.

"Mr. He, I can guarantee my expertise because Mrs. He is not the first breastfeeding mother I have accepted."

He Jinyang pointed at her dinner and said, "Kitty eats more than you in one meal."

Fang Qing curled her lips in displeasure. She didn't want to eat it either, but what could she do?

"Well, I wasn't prone to obesity before. I could eat and drink without gaining weight. It was all for the sake of giving birth to a child for you!"

"Yes, I know. You've worked hard, so I support you in exercising. There's no need for dieting, right?"

Fang Qing felt very wronged and could only ask her aunt for help, "I'm not on a diet, aunt, can you show him my daily menu!"

"Okay, okay..." Auntie quickly handed the seven-day menu to He Jinyang for review.

I eat less, but each meal is nutritionally balanced, and I have to eat four meals a day.

Seeing that he remained silent, Fang Qing whispered, "I can tell the difference between the important and the unimportant. Right now, of course, the baby is the priority. How could I possibly starve them?"

He Jinyang put down his phone and looked at her for a long time before he said helplessly, "You really have to do this, don't you?"

Fang Qing sat up straight, "Yes, I have to lose weight! I want to get back to my peak weight!"

He Jinyang was a little annoyed. He leaned back in his chair and knocked on the table.

"How much weight do you plan to lose?"

"Twenty-five pounds! This is my weight before I got pregnant!"

But when He Jinyang heard this, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty-five kilograms?"

"Yes, I weighed 95 pounds when you met me!"

He Jinyang didn't think she was that thin at that time, but after being together for a year, he felt that she was too thin when he thought about her weight of 95 kilograms.

"No, that's too thin."

"Why not? I've always weighed 95 pounds, and my mom never said anything to me!"

He Jinyang glared at her with gritted teeth, "If I say no, then it's no!"

Fang Qing opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "Why? I just want to lose weight!"

"You can be thin, but not 95 pounds!" How can it be comfortable to hug someone who is as thin as a stick?

"I……"

He Jinyang stared at her without blinking, "I'll have someone take your broken device away tomorrow. I told you, I like you the way you are now, so don't force me."

Fang Qing was stunned. This was the first time He Jinyang spoke to her in such a tough manner.

Her eyes immediately turned red and she looked at him aggrievedly.

He Jinyang felt a little soft-hearted, but for her health and his own welfare.

"Ten kilograms at most."

Fang Qing bit her lip, unwilling to only lose ten pounds. Why couldn't she have the final say over her own body?

"Aren't you meddling too much?"

"I just want to take care of it. Ten pounds."

Fang Qing thought he might be serious. She frowned and said, "Ten kilograms is too little. Twenty kilograms!"

He Jinyang's face was still dark.

"Ten pounds."

"Twenty pounds!"

"Only ten pounds!"

"I can't give in anymore. Twenty pounds is twenty pounds!"

Zhao Jingxue, who had just finished taking a shower, stood at the door of the guest room and listened to the couple's conversation, her face full of disbelief.

She had seen many rich people, but this was the first time she had seen one like this.

She originally thought that Fang Qing's words about losing weight for herself were just an excuse.

Of course it's for herself, but more importantly it's to keep the man's love.

But what had she just heard?

This Mr. He actually disagrees with his wife

lose weight?

Fang Qing was about to cry out of anger, staring at him intently, "What are you doing?"

He Jinyang couldn't hold it back anymore when he saw her eyes were red. He walked over, pulled her over, and hugged her on his lap, raising his hand to wipe away her tears that were about to fall.

"Being too thin is really not good. You look really good like this now. I'm really not kidding you."

"I don't believe you..."

"Then what do you want me to believe?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

Fang Qing snorted coldly and glanced at him. No one would believe that a man who had dated so many celebrity models said he didn't like women with good figures!

He Jinyang seemed to have guessed her thoughts, so he twisted her jaw and said seriously.

"In the past, they were the ones who approached me first. Most people think that beauties all look the same. Those are the types I've seen the most. I didn't even know what type I liked, but after meeting you, I think I know."

Fang Qing couldn't help but stare at him, "You, what do you know?"

"I like your type."

"What type am I?"

"A little plump, a little chubby, I really like it. I haven't met anyone before so I don't know, but with you I can be sure of my taste. Honey, you are my taste, so don't be too thin, okay?"

Fang Qing was persuaded by her words, and her eyes flickered a little.

"Besides, I'd feel bad if you were too thin. My mother-in-law already has a problem with me. Wouldn't she blame me even more if she saw you become thinner because of me? Please consider this for me, ok?"

After saying that, He Jinyang kissed her ear.

The aunt was standing by and was happy to see the couple having such a good relationship, so she said something.

"In my opinion, you two should each take a step back. How about fifteen pounds?"

Fang Qing's eyes turned slightly. Fifteen kilograms is fifteen kilograms. She can cheat then.

So she sniffed, "Then I can only take another step back, the last step. Fifteen kilograms really can't be too much. I understand you, but you have to understand me too. I like wearing nice clothes, too. Did you know that clothes are only available in size L now? I can't even fit into them now, and it makes me anxious and angry just looking at you..."

"Okay, okay, fifteen pounds is fifteen pounds. Tell me what clothes you want to wear and I'll have them custom-made."

Fang Qing's eyes widened immediately. "Is that what I meant? You're such a straight man."

He Jinyang just kissed her lips when he heard that, but he was thinking in his heart, fifteen pounds shouldn't be too thin, right?

"Mr. He, Mrs. He..."

Fang Qing was startled and almost forgot that the body shaping teacher had not left yet, so she wanted to get up from He Jinyang's arms the next second but he held her tightly.

Fang Qing had no choice but to secretly glare at He Jinyang, and finally looked at Zhao Jingxue.

"Now that you're done, why don't you stay for dinner?"

He Jinyang looked over the next second, and Zhao Jingxue looked at him for a second before she realized that this man didn't want to be disturbed.

"No, I'm going to have a nutritious meal when I get back."

"Oh, yes, then I won't keep you here. See you tomorrow."

Zhao Jingxue smiled and nodded, "See you tomorrow."

After saying that, she planned to leave without wanting to stay any longer.

But He Jinyang suddenly asked, "Did you plan all these nutritious meals?"

Fang Qing pushed him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Jingxue was wearing ordinary sportswear and turned around to look over when she heard that.

"Yes, Mr. He."

"Are you sure this is enough for her to eat while she's breastfeeding?"

Zhao Jingxue understood what he meant, so she answered his question very seriously and solemnly.

"Mr. He, I can guarantee my expertise because Mrs. He is not the first breastfeeding mother I have accepted."