If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

"You're so enthusiastic," Jiang Ziyi said with a smile as she sat down next to Qiao Tianyi.

"Sister Yiyi is amazing, she's becoming more and more like a big star!" Little Fatty's heart started itching when he heard the word "fat meat." He grabbed the kettle, filled the teacups for the three of them, and downed three cups in a row.

"Are you that thirsty?" Dun Chenyu asked curiously as she sat down next to him.

"Start your diet!" Little Fatty patted his belly, and a splash of water followed.

All three people said he had gained weight, so he must have. The fear of weighing 200 pounds once again took hold of Little Fatty, and he decided to start a new round of dieting.

For someone who can lose weight from 200 pounds to 100 pounds, Xiao Pang has both perseverance and experience. There's nothing special about it; you just need to be ruthless enough to yourself. You're craving fatty meat, right? I'll fill your stomach with water and see how you can eat it.

"Why lose weight? You look great right now," Qiao Tianyi comforted her.

"Come on, you have no sense of aesthetics. What do you know about good and bad looks? You haven't even noticed how much I've changed," Little Fatty thought to himself.

"What are you saying? You're already this fat and you still won't lose weight? Are you going to take responsibility if you can't get married?" Jiang Ziyi said.

"Hehe," Qiao Tianyi chuckled awkwardly, lowered her head to drink water, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. "Don't you know when to joke? And to say it in front of someone's child!"

"Oh dear, Sister Yiyi, don't talk nonsense. She's not that fat, she only weighs 105 pounds," said Xiaopang, the "plastic sister," sitting opposite Tianyi. Judging from Tianyi's expression, she knew he was unhappy and complained to Jiang Ziyi.

As for the weight of 105 jin (52.5 catties), that was just something I made up to fool Tianyi. It would be bad if this honest person believed Sister Yiyi's nonsense and also thought he was fat.

"Yiyi, here are a few flatbreads for you to eat first. The rest will be here soon," the waiter said considerately, bringing over a basket of four flatbreads, a plate of lean and fatty donkey meat, and some side dishes.

Jiang Ziyi's attention was immediately drawn to the donkey meat sandwich, and she didn't notice that the two ingrates were secretly cursing her: "(⊙o⊙) Wow, I haven't had it for more than a month, I'm so hungry."

Unlike Xiao Pang, Jiang Ziyi was quite caring towards him. She picked one up and handed it to him, saying, "Little Bao, haven't you ever tried this before? Here, have a taste. I guarantee you'll never forget it."

The freshly baked flatbread exuded an enticing aroma of wheat mixed with the rich scent of meat. The aroma was irresistible, and Little Fatty, who was trying to lose weight, couldn't help but drool. He swallowed hard, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a peanut, and declined, saying, "I...I...I won't eat meat. Hehe, I'll just have some vegetables."

Little Fatty was unaware how obvious his swallowing was to the other three, who all chuckled inwardly. Jiang Ziyi suppressed her laughter and said, "Then, let's eat first."

"Mmm, delicious," Dun Chenyu took a bite, her mouth oozing with oil. She seemed to think there wasn't enough meat, so she stuffed a few more pieces into the roujiamo. Xiao Pang swallowed hard, he had never eaten such a luxurious roujiamo before.

The three of them ate with great relish, the small space filled with the aroma of meat. Little Fatty gulped down his food, his mouth watering. Unable to resist any longer, he awkwardly reached out with his chopsticks and picked up a small piece of lean meat: "Let me taste what it's like. It smells so good to Xiaoyu. Hmm... Actually, even when you're on a diet, you should still maintain a balanced diet. Eating some lean meat is fine, just avoid carbohydrates."

"Mmm, have a taste. This meat is made with a family secret recipe, it's intangible cultural heritage, you know?" Jiang Ziyi said with a mischievous smile.

Little Fatty reservedly put the meat in his mouth, savoring its fresh and mellow flavor: "Mmm, it really is delicious."

"Try some more fatty meat, it'll taste even better," Dun Chenyu said.

"Really? Won't you get tired of it?" the chubby boy asked insincerely, but his hands honestly picked up a large mouthful of red and white food and stuffed it into his mouth.

This is going to be the death of Fatty! He even enjoys the fatty meat in Ma Dongmei's stew, so how could he stand this carefully braised, fragrant, non-greasy, melt-in-your-mouth fatty donkey meat? Like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit, he almost swallowed his tongue.

I really want to eat a few more bites... Little Fatty was embarrassed. If he had known it was so delicious, he wouldn't have said such a stupid thing.

"Princess, this tastes even better with the baked bun. Try it. It's good to start your diet tomorrow," Qiao Tianyi considerately gave the chubby boy a way out, picking up the remaining baked bun and handing it to him.

"Hehe, I think what you said makes a lot of sense, Brother Tianyi," Little Fatty reluctantly accepted the charcoal.

When Little Fatty stopped acting like a fool, everyone stopped laughing at him, and the dinner table finally looked like a proper dinner table again.