"Has news that I obtained the Yin-Yang Turntable already gotten out? I have a feeling the Jianghuai Branch is going to screw me over."
Zhang Yuanqing picked up a piece of beef, angrily stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed as he opened the post.
"You mean the post about the Rogue Disk? It's been up since yesterday." Guan Ya's words took him by surprise.
Queen said:
"It's not too bad. Most people are just joking about it. After all, all men are rogues—it's not much of a stain, and it's not especially serious. But I think Guan Ya is very happy about it."
"Why is Sister Guan Ya happy?" Xie Lingxi asked curiously as she stirred her vegetable salad.
Sensing that something was off, Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly placed a strip of greens onto the curvaceous Queen's plate. "Eat more vegetables. Lose some weight."
Then he put a piece of beef brisket on the slender Xie Lingxi's plate. "Don't just eat grass. Eat something nutritious—you're still growing."
In terms of physique, Guan Ya's athletic figure—with her full breasts, perky hips, and slight abs—leaned more toward Western standards.
Queen had a slightly higher body-fat percentage. Her butt was soft, her breasts were heavy, and there was a faint softness around her stomach, though not enough to count as excess fat.
Xie Lingxi had the flattest figure, tall and slim, yet she was the most particular about losing weight, controlling her caloric intake every day.
Zhang Yuanqing was quite worried about this little sister. Some things, if they weren't properly developed during the growth stage, might never have another chance to grow for the rest of one's life.
After successfully interrupting the tea-party showdown that was about to begin, Zhang Yuanqing turned his attention to his phone screen and read the post: