The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

When Lin Feng woke up the next morning, the person next to him was empty.

The pillows were neatly arranged, the blankets were tucked back in, and there was a cup of steaming warm water on the bedside table, with a folded piece of paper next to it.

Pick up the slip of paper and unfold it. It contains Ye Qinghan's handwriting—the font is very beautiful, the kind of neat and efficient cursive script that she honed in government offices.

The paper contained only one line: "Don't tell anyone about what happened last night. This is a secret between the two of us."

Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly after reading the note.

I folded the note and put it in the bedside table drawer. I picked up the glass of warm water and took a sip. The water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

Ye Qinghan completed the discharge procedures that morning.

She didn't come upstairs to say goodbye when she left; she just sent Lin Feng a message while packing her things in the downstairs ward.

There are only four words: "Take good care of your injury."

Lin Feng stared at the four words on the screen for a while before replying, "Aunt Ye, please take care of yourself too." After the message was sent, there was no further reply from the other party.

For the next ten days or so, Ye Qinghan did not come to the ward again.

Her ankle is fully healed and she can walk again. Work at the bureau has returned to normal. Occasionally, when Shen Qianqian comes to visit Lin Feng, she will mention, "My mom has been extremely busy lately, having meetings until very late every day."

Lin Feng knew that Ye Qinghan was avoiding him, but he also understood her difficulties, after all, she was Shen Qianqian's mother.

Two days before my discharge from the hospital, the Hehai City Public Security Bureau sent someone to deliver a document and a medal.

The person who came was Deputy Director Zhou Jianguo. He personally placed the gold and red box on Lin Feng's bedside. Inside was a medal for bravery and righteousness, along with a check for 300,000 yuan.

Zhou Jianguo said, "This award was jointly issued by the Municipal Bureau and the Municipal Government to commend your heroic act of stepping forward in a time of crisis to protect the lives of the people."

Lin Feng took the medal and looked at it; the golden-red ribbon gleamed in the sunlight.

He put the medal back in the box, closed the lid, shook hands with Zhou Jianguo, and said, "Thank you."

After Zhou Jianguo left, he lay in bed for a long time. Three hundred thousand yuan was a considerable sum of money for him.

The weather was great the day I was discharged from the hospital.

Su Mengya had originally said she would pick him up, but an important client had to come to the company for a meeting. Lin Feng said, "It's okay, someone has already made arrangements."

Hongjie's Land Rover was parked in front of the affiliated hospital, its black body gleaming in the sunlight.

Kui Zi helped Lin Feng carry his things to the trunk and helped him into the back seat. Hong Jie, sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

Today, she was still wearing her signature black long-sleeved shirt, buttoned up to the top. Her pale face was unusually free of makeup, except for a layer of dark red lipstick.

The car drove away from the hospital entrance and merged into the traffic on the main road. While driving, Sister Hong told Lin Feng about the recent situation at the company.

"I recently seized an opportunity to successfully acquire a nightclub in the east of the city at a very low price, almost half the market value."

"Things around Zuo Ning have calmed down a lot recently; several of his establishments have been shut down."

"The situation has been quite tense lately. Since the province launched its anti-drug and anti-prostitution campaign, a lot of people have been arrested, and there's a lot of fear in the underworld."

Fortunately, she had made some prior arrangements, and Platinum Sea only had to be closed for a few days before resuming business. These recent surprise inspections did not find any major problems, at most minor issues such as the need to rectify the fire safety facilities.

She said, "Many of my peers couldn't withstand this pressure. Some shops couldn't hold on and closed down. Some risky people were thinking of making quick money through gray income, but they were stopped by the police as soon as they started. Their shops were shut down and they were arrested. They couldn't even find connections to help them."

Raymond Lam said, "At times like these, we should just do honest business. Whoever is in a hurry will be the first to be eliminated."

The car pulled up to the entrance of the old residential area, and Kui Zi carried Lin Feng's luggage upstairs.

Zhang Xiulan was waiting at home when she saw Lin Feng enter. She touched his face and brought him water, saying repeatedly, "Quickly lie down on the bed and don't move around."

Sister Hong didn't go upstairs. She stood next to the car, waved to Lin Feng, and said, "Call me if you need anything." Lin Feng nodded and watched the Land Rover disappear into the alley.

I rested at home for three days.

For the past three days, Lin Feng has basically been eating and sleeping, following the doctor's advice to eat a light diet and avoid strenuous activity.

Zhang Xiulan stews all sorts of soups every day, with pork rib soup, crucian carp soup, and black chicken soup in rotation. Lin Feng's mouth is so bland from drinking them.

Every day after get off work, Su Mengya would stop by his house first, bringing some fruit or snacks.

That evening, Su Mengya changed into a casual short-sleeved shirt and shorts after getting off work. When she arrived, Zhang Xiulan had just gone out to buy groceries, and Lin Jianguo was on duty in the parking lot.

There were only the two of them in the room.

Su Mengya sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Does the wound still hurt?" Lin Feng said, "It doesn't hurt if I don't touch it." As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Su Mengya's wrist, pulling her closer to him.

Su Mengya's expression changed. She looked down at the scar on Lin Feng's chest, which had been stitched up but was still scabbing over, and said softly, "Your wound hasn't fully healed yet."

Lin Feng said softly, "Just be gentle."

Su Mengya bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment, then leaned down and gently nestled into his arms, carefully avoiding the injured area, her movements slow and gentle.

Compared to Zhou Mei's passionate and straightforward intimacy, Su Mengya was still a bit reserved. She kept her body tense the whole time, not daring to exert too much force, and would occasionally look down at the location of her wound, afraid of hurting him.

Afterwards, she lay on his uninjured side of his chest, panting, her fingers tracing circles on his collarbone, and said softly, "We'll talk about it when you're better."

On the day he went to the hospital for a follow-up examination, Bai Xijun personally examined him.

After a chest X-ray and blood test, all indicators were recovering well, and the incision had healed cleanly without any signs of infection. Bai Xijun said, "Just pay attention to your diet, everything else is normal."

Lin Feng asked, "Can you exercise?" Bai Xijun replied, "We'll consider strenuous exercise in a month. For now, we can only take walks." He then added, "You're young, so you recover quickly."

After leaving the hospital, Lin Feng took a taxi directly to Forest Peninsula, following the message Luo Ruoxi had sent him yesterday.

The camphor tree leaves were even denser than when I last visited, providing ample shade for the sidewalk.

After swiping his card to enter Club No. 3, Xiao Wei, who was sitting at the front desk, was touching up her lipstick in front of a small mirror. When she saw Lin Feng walk in, she almost messed up her lipstick application and said in surprise, "Why haven't you come for so long? I couldn't get through to you on the phone."

Lin Feng casually replied, "Something came up at home, so I went back to my hometown." He then asked, "Did Manager Luo schedule any classes today?"

Xiao Wei flipped through the appointment list and said, "There are no classes scheduled for today, but Manager Luo is in her office. She wants you to come over when you arrive."

Luo Ruoxi was sitting behind her desk, typing on her computer.

Today I wore a burgundy spaghetti strap dress, the hem of which reached my calves. The neckline design was simple and elegant, which accentuated the beautiful lines of my shoulders and neck, making me look radiant and charming.

Seeing Lin Feng push the door open and come in, she paused for a moment, then stood up, walked around the desk to him, and looked him up and down before saying, "I heard you had an accident. A lady called me and said you were seriously injured."

He paused, then said, "It's inconvenient for me to come to the hospital to see you, please don't blame me." Lin Feng said, "It's alright, Manager Luo, I've almost recovered."