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

For the first few days of school, Lin Feng stayed at school obediently.

With Shangguan Jinghong and He Qianwen overseeing the business outside, Shuntong Logistics' operations have returned to normal. Lao Qian sends the order records and vehicle dispatch schedules to his phone every day, which he only needs to glance at.

The billiard hall and foot massage parlor were still doing brisk business. Kui Zi would come over every few days to report on the revenue of each store. Lin Feng would nod after listening and not worry too much.

After Zuo Ning's downfall, the restless retail investors in Hehai City were suppressed several times by Brother Biao and his men, and they all became obedient.

Everything was running smoothly, and he had a few rare days of leisure.

Yang Ru went abroad on a business trip last week. It was a task assigned by the company headquarters to coordinate the financial audit of a multinational merger and acquisition project. She won't be back for at least a month.

On the day she left, she sent Lin Feng a message saying that she had come on a business trip in such a hurry that she didn't have time to say goodbye in person, and that he should not forget about the training.

Raymond Lam replied with "Be careful," and she replied with another message: "While you were away, I brought my own training equipment and did three sets of bridges every night before bed to keep my glutes elastic. I'll wait for you to come and check on me."

A photo followed, showing her wearing dark purple yoga shorts and taking a picture in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Raymond Lam saved the photos and replied, "Not enough, add two more sets."

From then on, the two began their transoceanic missions.

Yang Ru would send him messages at a fixed time every day to report on her training progress; sometimes it was text, sometimes photos, and sometimes short videos.

Based on her reports, Lin Feng then issued new tasks, each one more challenging than the last, but Yang Ru always completed them on time and sent back photos or videos as proof.

I wrote a sentence in an email: "Yesterday I negotiated with the other party's CFO, and I silenced him completely. Your task is my stimulant."

Lin Feng looked at the words and thought to himself that this woman had indeed perfectly combined her work and her hobbies. While other people's business trips were exhausting, she became more and more energetic when she went on business trips.

Luo Ruoxi has also been extremely busy lately.

Since acquiring the property rights to that three-story commercial building, she's been on a constant adrenaline rush, spending her days either teaching members or working on planning schemes in front of her computer in the office.

The plan is to renovate the street-facing shops on the first floor and then sublet them, selecting businesses such as high-end flower shops and boutique cafes, which will not only enhance the overall image of the building but also bring in stable rental income.

The yoga studio on the second floor will remain unchanged, while the vacant rooms on the third floor will be transformed into a women's wellness spa, complementing the yoga business on the second floor.

Every night, she would send Lin Feng a work report for the day, detailing everything from the progress of the renovation team to the fire safety approval process, from the tenant selection criteria to the revenue forecast for the next quarter.

The report usually ends with a selfie. Sometimes it's a photo of her wearing a hard hat at the construction site, sometimes it's a photo of her making a peace sign at the camera while working late at night in the office, and sometimes it's a full-body photo of her standing in front of a full-length mirror wearing her newly bought yoga clothes.

The yoga outfit I recently bought is dark purple.

The photo was captioned, "Does this outfit look good? I'll wear it next time you come to class."

Lin Feng replies to every message, sometimes just a few words, sometimes a few more sentences to offer suggestions.

He discovered that although Luo Ruoxi usually seemed gentle and mild-mannered, she had a tenacious spirit that wouldn't give up until she achieved her goal.

This resilience used to be weighed down by her father's gambling debts and her mother's illness, but now that the things weighing her down have disappeared, she feels completely relaxed.

Life at school was quite structured.

Aside from attending classes, Lin Feng spent most of his time with Shen Qianqian.

The two of them were either reading or doing homework in the library, or walking around the playground.

In the evenings, the university campus is packed with people on the sports field. Some are running, some are strolling, some are chatting on the grass, and some are secretly kissing behind the stands. The whole field is filled with a lazy, hormone-fueled atmosphere.

Lin Feng and Shen Qianqian walked slowly around the track hand in hand, and sat down on the steps of the stands when they got tired.

Shen Qianqian leaned on his shoulder, holding a bottle of strawberry-flavored yogurt in her hand, and occasionally looked up to share what happened to her that day with him.

The professor for my major course has a new PhD student who talks incredibly fast, and I can't even keep up with taking notes; my roommate recently broke up with her boyfriend and cries under the covers every night, and I don't know how to comfort her; a new mala tang (spicy hot pot) restaurant opened on the second floor of the cafeteria, and it tastes even better than the ones outside.

One evening, the two of them sat on the stands. The sunset on the horizon gradually changed from orange-red to deep purple. The streetlights on the playground were not yet lit, and the surrounding scenery was shrouded in a hazy gray-blue.

Shen Qianqian rested her head on Lin Feng's shoulder, her knees bent and pressed against the side of his thighs, the hem of her pleated skirt spreading out on the steps between them.

She placed her hand in Lin Feng's palm and slowly drew circles on the back of his hand with her thumb.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at her. The evening breeze blew and scattered her hair, with a few strands sticking to her cheeks.

She looked up at him, her lips slightly parted, and Lin Feng lowered his head to kiss her. The kiss was unhurried; their tongues touched, and she could taste the sweetness of strawberry yogurt and the unique scent of grass from the playground at dusk.

After the kiss, Shen Qianqian buried her face in his neck and rubbed against him, saying, "How about we come here to sit for a while every evening from now on?"

Lin Feng agreed.

Besides spending time with Shen Qianqian, Lin Feng did something even more exciting.

That afternoon, Zhou Mei was grading students' social practice reports in her office.

The other counselors in the office were all out teaching, leaving her alone in a window seat. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt and a dark blue suit skirt, the hem of which was slightly above her knees, and her calves, encased in flesh-colored stockings, peeked out from under the desk.

She wore a pair of black pointed high heels, the heels striking the terrazzo floor. Her hair was loose over her shoulders, and she wore black-rimmed glasses. In her hand, she held a red pen, circling points on a report.

When Lin Feng pushed the door open and came in, she looked up at him, thinking he had come to ask about something important, and pointed to the chair next to her with her pen, asking him to sit down first.

Lin Feng didn't sit down. He walked behind Zhou Mei, bent down, and whispered in her ear, "Teacher Zhou, I'd like you to give me some private tutoring?"

Zhou Mei paused for a moment, the tip of her red pen poking a small red dot on the report paper.

He put down his pen, took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and then said in a very soft voice, "Someone could walk into the office at any time."

Lin Feng didn't say anything, but simply placed his hand on the back of her neck and gently pressed his thumb on her Fengchi acupoint.

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