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

Shen Qianqian reached out and punched his shoulder, then Lin Feng pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her back with his fingers.

Shen Qianqian curled up in his arms, burying her face in his chest. Both of them were covered in a thin layer of sweat, and their sleeping bags had been kicked to the corner of the tent.

The mountain wind was still blowing outside the tent, and the occasional call of an owl could be heard in the distance.

"You only know how to bully me." Shen Qianqian's voice was muffled.

"Don't you like it?"

Shen Qianqian gently bit his chest, but didn't answer. After a while, she looked up at him, "Next time I go to your house, I'll... I'll..." Her voice trailed off.

Lin Feng lowered his head and kissed her forehead, pulling her closer into his arms. "Sleep. We'll watch the sunrise early tomorrow morning."

Shen Qianqian hummed in agreement and buried her face in his neck again.

Then he pulled the sleeping bag that had been kicked into the corner over and covered her with it.

The next morning, when Lin Feng was woken up by his alarm clock, Shen Qianqian was still curled up in his arms.

She opened her eyes, rubbed her eyes groggily, and then, as if suddenly remembering what happened last night, looked up at Lin Feng, then quickly buried her face back in his chest, her ears turning red.

The morning light shone through the gaps in the tent's mesh onto her back, making her pale skin glow in the golden light.

The two packed their things and left the tent to watch the sunrise from the viewing platform. The rising sun emerged from behind the mountain ridge, turning the entire hillside golden, and the morning mist slowly dissipated in the valley.

Shen Qianqian stood in front of the railing and asked Lin Feng to take several more photos of her. On the way down the mountain, they took the cable car. Shen Qianqian leaned against the cable car seat and rested her head on Lin Feng's shoulder, saying that she hadn't slept well last night and had dozed off for a while on the cable car.

After leaving Qingshan, Lin Feng drove her back to the city and they had lunch at a hot pot restaurant.

Shen Qianqian ordered a spicy hot pot base. Halfway through the meal, she was sweating from the spiciness and drank two bottles of iced soy milk, but she still kept eating.

After finishing their hotpot, the two went to a karaoke bar and sang for two hours. Shen Qianqian ordered several love songs, and after singing them, she threw the microphone on the sofa and said her voice was hoarse and she wouldn't sing anymore.

In the evening, Lin Feng drove her to the entrance of her residential compound. After unbuckled her seatbelt, Shen Qianqian did not get out of the car immediately, but sat in the passenger seat for a while.

Then she leaned over and kissed him on the lips, saying that last night was the happiest day of her life.

After speaking, she pushed open the car door and jumped out. The hem of her pleated skirt swayed gently behind her knees. When she reached the access control, she turned around, waved to him, swiped the key, and went inside.

Lin Feng watched her figure disappear behind the green belt of the community, then leaned back in the driver's seat and let out a long breath.

That evening, he invited Kui Zi out to meet at Old Wu's Claypot Rice Restaurant near the north gate of Hohai University.

When Kui Zi arrived, Lin Feng had already ordered two servings of stir-fried pork with green peppers in a clay pot and two bottles of ice-cold beer.

Kui Zi sat down, took a big gulp of beer, burped, and asked him what he wanted so late at night.

Lin Feng briefly recounted the fire inspection incident, saying that although Zuo Ning's side suffered considerable losses in the crackdown on organized crime, they still had several legitimate businesses to support them. Recently, they opened a few folk music bars in the north and east of the city, and business was quite good.

These folk music bars don't follow the typical high-energy style; instead, they hire a few artsy young people to play guitar and sing folk songs. Their target audience is college students and young professionals who aren't comfortable with the atmosphere of karaoke bars. Their positioning is precise, and they have a good reputation.

Lin Feng said that Zuo Ning sent people to sabotage his billiards room last time, which resulted in him being turned away by the fire department once again.

Although the matter was eventually resolved, failing to retaliate against being tricked is against the rules of the martial arts world.

Kui Zi thought for a moment, then leaned closer and whispered that he had a terrible idea. He mentioned that a cousin of one of Bai Jinhai's brothers used to work at the CDC, and that group of people had access to information on carriers of infectious diseases.

You could send a few people who are carriers of infectious diseases and are willing to make some money to visit those folk music bars, go in for a look, and leave without hitting anyone or causing trouble.

Then, someone was arranged to leak this information to several local self-media outlets and hotline reporters, saying that someone was suspected of having customers with infectious diseases entering and leaving certain folk music bars.

After listening, Lin Feng remained silent for a while, then realized that the method would work.

But he couldn't harm other innocent people, so he demanded that Kui Zi do two things: first, the people he arranged should only go in for a quick look and leave, to ensure that the CDC did not cause any actual spread; second, the media reporters he found should only target those few folk music bars in Zuo Ning, and should not expand the scope of the crackdown to harm the entire block.

Kui Zi nodded and said he would make the arrangements immediately, ensuring that those people stayed inside for no more than a few minutes. He also mentioned that he knew some reporters who would help control the narrative.

Starting on the afternoon of the third day, several folk music bars owned by Zuo Ning in the north and east of the city were successively reported to have people carrying infectious diseases entering and leaving.

First, a local lifestyle-focused social media account published an article titled "Suspected Infected Person Reportedly Found in Folk Bar in the North of the City," accompanied by several blurry surveillance screenshots.

Following suit, local news accounts on two short video platforms also started to follow up, and the comment section exploded.

The news spread faster than Kui Zi had anticipated.

That evening, the folk music bars immediately issued a disinfection statement, saying that a suspected carrier of an infectious disease had indeed entered the store, but left after only staying for a few minutes and had not come into contact with other customers, and that the store had been thoroughly disinfected.

However, such explanations often only make things worse.

No matter what the bar says, customers will still have doubts. Nobody wants to be drinking and listening to folk music when they suddenly realize that there might be someone with an infectious disease sitting at the next table.

The occupancy rate that night was halved, and the next day was even worse, with several restaurants simply posting notices saying "Undergoing renovations, temporarily closed".

When Kui Zi called Lin Feng, his tone was filled with barely suppressed smugness, saying that Zuo Ning had really suffered a setback this time.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng put his phone on the coffee table, feeling relatively calm.

Kui Zi's words reminded him that he could find a few more reporters to cover the story later.