Seeing it was lunchtime, Wen Ci walked over to the truck driver. "Driver," she asked, "are you going to the family compound's cafeteria to eat? Or I can bring some food back for you."
"Could you bring it back for me? I'm a little afraid of soldiers carrying guns."
Wen Ci smiled. "There aren't that many soldiers in the family compound."
The truck driver just shook his head.
'Alright, then.' Wen Ci didn't press the issue. She planned to go home and get a lunchbox, but before she even stepped into the courtyard, she heard Huo Jingyuan's voice.
"Just running isn't enough to lose weight."
"No way, Brother-in-law, I really can't take it anymore."
Wen Ci walked unhurriedly into the courtyard, her gaze falling on the two of them. Wen Yaozu was on the ground doing push-ups, his clothes already soaked with sweat.
Her brow furrowed instantly.
'Losing weight should be a gradual process. You can't just start with high-intensity training.'
