Hearing Director Jin's offhand "assessment,"
Jiang You Rong froze for a moment. Then her cheeks flared hot, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Never before had she wanted to lose weight as desperately as she did now.
She instinctively sucked in her stomach hard and quietly tucked in her chin.
Trying to make her soft, fleshy figure look a little less plump.
"Indeed—the school cafeteria is really good—I—hehe—"
She smiled stiffly, not knowing how to respond.
Secretary Jin seemed to see through her embarrassment. She merely smiled and turned around. "Come, let's sit down and talk."
"Okay—" Jiang You Rong hurriedly followed.
The two sat facing each other on the soft sofa.
Soon after, an assistant slipped quietly into the room.
After setting down a steaming pot of tea and two exquisite teacups, filling both cups, she silently bowed and withdrew.
Only the two of them remained in the spacious office.
Jiang You Rong's unease and nervousness had now entirely turned into embarrassment.
In truth, hers was the evenly distributed kind of plumpness. She was soft and curvy all over.
Her breasts had always been full, and her skin was naturally fair and tender. Even slightly plump, she was actually quite beautiful.
She possessed the full, voluptuous beauty unique to a mature woman.
At the university, she had always been one of the most popular female lecturers.
Not only did many young male teachers pursue her openly or subtly, but quite a few bold male students had even sent her veiled confessions after graduation.
She had always thought herself naturally beautiful and had been rather pleased with herself.
She had never truly made up her mind to diet and lose weight.
But now, she genuinely regretted it.
She swore that from today