The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1783 

Freyja took a sip of chicken and mushroom soup, choked a little because of Daisie’s statement, and scoffed. “It’s fine. I don’t usually eat this much either.” 

“You’re too slim. You should eat more.” 

“I weigh 110 pounds, and you, as someone who weighs a little over 90 pounds, actually have the nerves to call me slim?” 

Daisie was rendered speechless. 

‘Freyja’s 5’7″, and 110 pounds is already the most standard weight for her. 

‘And I’m 5’3″, but because I pay more attention to the maintenance of my shape, I’ve never allowed myself to weigh more than 100 pounds.’ 

Waylon lifted his gaze and took a glance at Daisie. “Yeah, it’s 

true that you’ve lost weight.” 

He moved the sliced loin steak from his plate onto hers. “You’ll only look healthier if you weigh slightly over 100 pounds.” 

Daisie put on an upset expression. “That’s considered fat, okay!?” 

“How can I compare myself with Freyja? Freyja is tall, so weighing a little over 100 pounds is considered normal. But I’m so short, and I’d look plump if I were to weigh more than 100 pounds.’ 

fat at all. In fact, she looks

rendered

to look extremely slim, while men think that one looks slender when one

she’s neither fat nor thin, and all her flesh is grown in the right parts of her

at her body and then looked at Freyja. She had a great figure, but it was nothing when compared to Freyja’s.

voice came from inside the restaurant

time. 

the direction

to the bones in the restaurant, the king crab

her secretary and two bodyguards and saw

what a coincidence.”

met in her life, in addition to Nollace, whose appearance surprised her, the man sitting in front of

Nollace. 

that his temperament was different from

little more oriental and reserved. He exuded an aura that felt more mature and experienced, giving others a relatively stern and heavy sensation.

Waylon’s looks. He recalled something, approached Zenovia , and whispered

young master of the Goldmanns ? It’s nice to

her hand to greet him.

what he went for was the handkerchief on the table. He picked it up to wipe his hand and did not seem to plan to shake hands with Zenovia.

awkwardly in midair, and she retracted it unnaturally with a slightly stiff expression. “That’s very rude for you to