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

Fu Yongwei leaned back in his chair, his smile slowly changing, revealing a blank expression underneath.

He picked up the cigarette pack on the table, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He flicked the lighter, and the flame shot up, the cigarette butt sizzling as it burned.

He took a drag, and smoke billowed out of his nostrils.

"Teacher Sun, about today's matter—" He threw the lighter back on the table, "I'll keep it to myself. If anyone asks, just say I had a meal with colleagues. Nothing else happened."

Teacher Sun's smile froze for less than half a second before returning to its usual expression, and she nodded rapidly. "Director Fu, don't worry, I don't know anything. I'm just here for a meal."

Fu Yongwei flicked his cigarette ash. "The money will be transferred to your account tomorrow morning. Thirty thousand, not a penny less."

Teacher Sun's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Chong Fuyongwei nodded, bowed slightly in Wang Qingchen's direction, turned around, pushed open the door of the private room, and went out.

The door closed gently behind her.

Only two people remained in the private room.

Wang Qingchen picked up the suit jacket draped over the back of the chair, stood up, and stretched.

He walked over to Fu Yongwei, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, patting him quite hard.

"Old Fu, you did a good job."

Fu Yongwei quickly stood up, leaning slightly forward, his smile reverting to its previous obsequious tone. "Of course, of course, Young Master Wang's affairs are my affairs."

Wang Qingchen removed her hand from his shoulder, walked to the French windows, and looked at the night view of Hehai City outside.

He reached up and straightened the collar of his T-shirt, pulling the crooked section back to its proper place. "Vice Dean Zhang will retire next year. I'll tell my dad about you then."

I've planned this for so long and taken such a huge risk, all for this one sentence!

Fu Yongwei's eyes lit up, and he bowed even lower. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Young Master Wang. Don't worry, Young Master Wang, please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything in the future."

Wang Qingchen glanced at him through the reflection in the glass, his lips twitching slightly, but he didn't continue the topic. He didn't care whether the other person could become the vice dean.

All I can think about now is Zhou Mei's every smile and gesture. I'll have to have some fun with her later. I'll make some short videos and use a bit of coercion and enticement to make her my kept woman.

He used that trick so skillfully!

"Have you arranged the room?"

Fu Yongwei immediately took two steps forward and lowered his voice, saying, "It's all arranged, on the seventh floor. According to the previous plan, Teacher Wu will help Teacher Zhou to her room. Once the medication takes effect, Teacher Wu will leave. The other room key is with you." He took out a room key from his pocket and handed it over with both hands.

Wang Qingchen took the room card, glanced at the room number, and then put it in his pocket.

He walked to the table, picked up his wine glass, and finished the last sip of red wine, tapping the bottom of the glass on the table. "Can we trust Professor Wu?"

"She's reliable, she's reliable." Fu Yongwei nodded repeatedly. "Her son wants to get into our school's affiliated middle school this year, and the spot is with me, so she wouldn't dare to say anything out of line."

Wang Qingchen grunted in agreement, took a cigarette from the pack, and put it in his mouth. Fu Yongwei immediately pulled out a lighter and held it up to the cigarette, flickering the flame twice in front of the butt before lighting it.

He took a drag, smoke slowly escaping from the corner of his mouth, and then pulled a white pill from his pocket. He was already getting impatient.

Let's warm up first.

……

Meanwhile, in the rest area of ​​the second-floor corridor.

Lin Feng had finished his lemon black tea.

He pushed the cup towards the center of the coffee table, took out his phone, and glanced at the time. More than twenty minutes had passed since he sat down.

I didn't see Zhou Mei anywhere.

Just then, footsteps came from the left side of the corridor, accompanied by a woman's indistinct voice. The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Lin Feng suddenly stood up and peered out.

At the other end of the corridor, Teacher Wu was helping Zhou Mei walk towards the elevator.

Zhou Mei was practically hanging on Teacher Wu, her steps unsteady, her high heels wobbling on the carpet, her knees buckling with every step.

Teacher Wu had one arm around her waist and the other hand on her arm, resting it on his shoulder, while he whispered something.

Zhou Mei's cheeks were an unnatural flush, spreading from her cheekbones all the way to her ears. The collar of her burgundy shirt had been ripped open by herself, the top two buttons undone, revealing a large expanse of her collarbone and the gleaming white skin below.

Her skin was also tinged with a light pink. Her eyes were half-open, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips were slightly parted.

Without hesitation, Lin Feng strode over. Just then, Teacher Wu pressed the elevator's up button and stood at the elevator entrance waiting.

Zhou Mei leaned on her shoulder, mumbling something indistinctly, her cheeks flushed with an alluring blush, a stark contrast to her usual aloof demeanor on the podium.

"bite"

The elevator doors opened.

Teacher Wu helped Zhou Mei walk inside.

Zhou Mei tripped on the elevator door track and fell half a step forward. Teacher Wu quickly grabbed her and the two of them entered the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Lin Feng reached out and slipped his hand into the crack. The elevator door touched his hand, triggering the sensor, and the door popped open again.

Step into the elevator.

As Teacher Wu was helping Zhou Mei to a corner of the elevator, she heard the door reopen and turned around.

When he saw Lin Feng, he was stunned for a moment, then his brows furrowed and his mouth opened as if he was about to say something.

Lin Feng didn't give her a chance to speak.

He grabbed Ms. Wu's arm and yanked her out. Ms. Wu stumbled, her high heels slipped on the elevator floor, and she fell out of the elevator.

Zhou Mei lost her support and her body tilted to the side. Her shoulder hit the elevator wall with a dull thud. She slowly slid down the elevator wall a little, and then barely managed to hold on.

Ms. Wu only realized what was happening after being pulled out of the elevator. Her eyes widened, her chest bulged, and she was about to shout.

Lin Feng raised his right fist and waved it in front of her, indicating that if she dared to scream...

Teacher Wu's mouth was agape as she stared at Lin Feng's fist, then looked up, clearly still not recognizing him!

After all, politics is a public course with hundreds of students, and he is often marginalized.

With his other hand, Raymond Lam had already pressed the close button for the elevator and then pressed the button for the first floor.

The elevator doors began to close and then started to descend.

Only then did Lin Feng exhale, relax his shoulders, and hurriedly turn around to look at Zhou Mei.

The other person was leaning against the corner of the elevator, their body pressed against the cold elevator wall, their legs slightly apart, and their knees bent inwards.

Her face was even redder than before, her lips were slightly parted, and her breath was hot and wet.

"It's so hot..."

As she spoke, she reached out to tug at her collar, hooking her fingers around the third button. She clumsily tugged at it twice but couldn't open it, and the collar of her shirt was pulled askew to one side.

The elevator reached the first floor, and with a ding, the doors opened.

Lin Feng reached out to help her.

The moment his hand touched her slender waist, Zhou Mei was as if drawn by a magnet, falling towards him, her soft flesh beneath her burgundy shirt pressing firmly against his chest.

Do not look at what is improper! Do not look at what is improper!

Zhou Mei buried her face in his neck, her nose pressed against his neck, and her hot breath washed over his skin in waves.

"It's so hot... Help me... Quickly..."

Her hand climbed up his chest, her fingers gripping the collar of his T-shirt, and she twisted her body in his arms.

The elevator doors closed behind them.

In the lobby, the three staff members at the front desk simultaneously looked up and gazed in their direction.

Lin Feng felt those gazes.

His ears were burning, but he didn't let go of her arm and hurriedly helped Zhou Mei out.

Just after he stepped out of the hall.

Wang Qingchen’s irritable voice came from the private room of Tingyunxuan. “Even the duck that was about to be caught can fly away?”

Fu Yongwei asked who the person was, but Teacher Wu couldn't say either. He was so angry that he reached out to hit him, but then put his hand down.

They're more trouble than they're worth!

He quickly reassured Young Master Wang, telling him to calm down and that he would go after the person.

After saying that, he went out.

But at this moment, Wang Qingchen was also feeling unwell. Not only was his abdomen burning with desire, but he also felt like it was about to... explode.

I guess I won't be able to wait that long.

Thinking of this, I looked at the pitiful-looking Teacher Wu across from me, walked over, grabbed her, and despite her struggles, headed towards the elevator.