Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

After entering the door, Fang's mother saw her son sitting in the living room, "Xiaochen, when did you come back? Why didn't you call Mom?"

Fang Chen was still on the phone, and when he heard his mother's words, he just raised his hand to say hello to her.

Seeing this, Fang's mother stopped her mouth, took off her coat and hung it on a hanger.

After a while, Fang Chen finished talking on the phone. He raised his head and glanced at his mother and younger sister, before replying unhurriedly: "I just came back a while."

"Are you too tired recently? Your face has become so thin." Fang's mother saw her son's thin face at a glance, and she couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Fang Ting walked to Fang Chen's side and sat down, holding his chin and looking at it in detail, "Yes, brother, why are you so thin? It's not sick, right?"

Exactly as skinny.

Fang Chen's expression remained unchanged, "It's normal to be thin when running everywhere."

Fang's mother knew the nature of her son's work, so she could only sigh slightly.

The Fang family has been officials for several generations. In Fang Chen's generation, they are more prosperous. They climbed to the highest position in the city at a young age, and busyness naturally became commonplace.

"Have you eaten?" Fang Mu asked again.

Fang Chen shook his head, "I haven't had time yet."

Fang's mother felt distressed again, so she hurriedly got up, "Then I will get you some noodles."

Soon, Fang's mother entered the kitchen.

Fang Chen turned his head, looked at Fang Ting, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Going to a blind date?"

Fang Ting didn't expect that her elder brother, who has always been serious, would also learn to joke. She waved her hand and nestled behind the sofa, "Don't mention it, it's embarrassing in capital."

The family who made his mother very polite, naturally, would not be an ordinary person, so Fang Ting was somewhat restrained when he was in Huo's house, and his performance was remarkable.

Fang Chen just smiled, "You are still young, don't worry."

"It's not that I'm anxious, it's the one!" Fang Ting pointed to the kitchen, "I understand why I had such a miserable life. It's because you are not at home, so my mother doubled the set that should have forced you to marry On me."

Fang Chen's cheek jumped, but he remained silent.

He would not comment on forced marriage.

After a while, Fang's mother put the noodles on the table and asked Fang Chen to eat.

Fang Chen wore a very fluffy down jacket, so apart from the thin cheeks, there was no other strangeness overall.

After sitting down, just picking up the chopsticks, Fang's mother walked to his side, "It's not cold at home. It is not convenient for you to wear such a thick dress to eat. Take it off and I will hang it up for you."

Fang Chen took a meal, then refused: "It's okay, I have a little cold in the past two days, so I don't need to take it off."

Hearing this, Fang Mu retracted her hand, pulled the chair away and sat down, "Hurry up and eat."

Fang Chen hummed, and pulled down the sleeve of his coat to cover the back of his hand.

Fang's mother noticed his movement and twisted her eyebrows, then suddenly grabbed his hand and opened his sleeves.

Looking at the veins and veins on the skinny arm, Mother Fang's entire face was pale and her voice trembled a little, "You...when did you start?"

Fang Chen didn't expect the sudden movement of his mother. He was taken aback and withdrew his hand, "It's almost healed, don't worry."

Mother Fang looked at Fang Chen and knocked her hands on the desk shaking: "Mom will ask you, how long has it been like this?"