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

Upon hearing those words, Ye Qinghan's fingers, which were resting on her knees, curled slightly.

She turned her head to look at Lin Feng. The light from the streetlights outside the car window shone through the leaves of the sycamore trees, casting dappled light and shadow on her face.

He moved his lips several times before he could speak, and his voice was much softer than usual.

"It's been more than half a month, I thought you had forgotten about me."

Lin Feng reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers sliding down to the back of her neck and gently pinching it. "How could that be?"

Ye Qinghan did not answer.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned towards the driver's seat, braced one hand on the center console, and cupped Lin Feng's face with the other, pressing his lips to Lin Feng's.

She kissed him for a while before letting go and returning to the passenger seat. Her lipstick was smudged a little, and her eyes were slightly red. She wiped her mouth with her thumb, then bent down to straighten her disheveled shirt collar and sat up straight again.

"Let's get out and walk around. There aren't many people on that path by the river at night." She said this in a tone that had returned to its usual crispness, but her voice still carried a hint of hoarseness from the kiss.

Lin Feng took out the car keys, opened the car door, and got out of the car.

Ye Qinghan also got out of the car, pulled up the hood of her hoodie to cover half of her face, and then naturally walked to his side. The two of them walked slowly along the gravel path by the river.

The river surface shimmered in the night, and the streetlights on the bridge across the river in the distance were reflected on the water, turning into a shimmering gold by the flowing water.

Sure enough, there was no one on the path, except for the occasional clear call from a night heron flying overhead. The air was filled with the faint, distinctive fishy smell of the river and the chirping of insects in the grass along the bank.

"How have you been lately?" Ye Qinghan asked first.

"Not bad. Business at the billiards hall and foot massage parlor has stabilized. Shuntong Logistics hired a professional manager named Yonghu, who has strong management skills, and the company is running even better than when I was there. The banquet hall at the Keda Hotel is under renovation and should reopen in about two weeks. Oh, by the way, I went to Qingyuan last week to pick up Qianqian and signed a project. Her maternal grandfather's former student is now the director of the Qingyuan Tourism Bureau, and his son, Chao Yuan, has the development rights to a natural karst cave complex. The first phase of the project involves an investment of 500 million yuan, a government-enterprise cooperation. I invested, and He Qianwen's Tianlong Group also invested. This project has good prospects. There aren't many outstanding natural scenic spots around Qingyuan and Hehai, so once it's developed, it will become a regional monopoly."

Ye Qinghan listened as she walked, seemingly enjoying the feeling of being confided in.

"And you?" Lin Feng turned his head to look at her.

"I'm still the same. Every day is just meetings, approving documents, and supervising special projects. After Zuo Ning's case, the municipal bureau's prestige has actually increased. The provincial department is very satisfied with the results of Hehai's crackdown on organized crime, and several institutional innovations have been promoted throughout the province. However, there are new problems—what to do with the group of unemployed people they controlled after the organized crime gang was dismantled? Employment placement is a big issue. I've coordinated with the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau several times, trying to arrange public service positions for as many as possible, but there are too many applicants and not enough positions."

She was silent for a moment, then slowed her pace.

"Oh, by the way, there's something I need to tell you. Vice Mayor Liu is about to be promoted to mayor, and the higher-ups have asked me to concurrently serve as vice mayor. The official document will be issued next month."

Lin Feng stopped and looked at her. "This is a good thing. A vice mayor who also serves as the director of the Public Security Bureau is a rare position in the entire province. From now on, you'll have a say in the feasibility studies for major projects in Hehai City."

Ye Qinghan shook his head, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips. "It's a good thing, but it's really tiring. I'm busy with bureau affairs until midnight every day, and with the added burden of being a vice mayor, I even have to squeeze in time for meals. And every time the executive meeting discusses urban construction planning, those bureau chiefs argue fiercely, each one more vehement than the last."

At this point, she suddenly turned to look at Lin Feng, her gaze revealing something.

"Speaking of urban development—the old town area in the east of the city is about to be renovated; it's the last project that Vice Mayor Liu pushed forward before he left. The planning scheme has already passed expert review, and the demolition area covers seven or eight old residential areas around Xingfu Community. I remember your home is in that area, isn't it?"

"Happiness Community." Lin Feng slowed his pace.

"Yes, Xingfu Residential Area is within the demolition zone. The official notice hasn't been issued yet, but the district is already conducting preliminary investigations; it should be done within the next two months." She pulled her hat back, revealing her entire face, and turned to look at him. "Do your parents know?"

"I don't know. I doubt I'd be too happy to know. I've lived in that area for over ten years, and I know all the neighbors. Old Liu, who sells tofu at the market near the entrance, is one of their old chess partners."

Ye Qinghan gave a soft "hmm" but didn't reply. She knew that Lin Feng didn't lack money to buy a house now, but this old house held indelible memories for Lin Jianguo and Zhang Xiulan.

Older people are nostalgic!

The two walked in silence for a while longer. The wind blowing from the river carried a slight chill, and Ye Qinghan pulled the zipper of her hoodie up a little.

Lin Feng's mind was already racing with another matter.

The old city renovation project will involve replanning and auctioning off the land after demolition. According to Vice Mayor Liu's planning ideas, this area will most likely be developed into a new commercial complex and high-end residential area.

Although he is not yet a big name in the real estate circle of Hehai City, he has money in his hands, the Longlin Group behind him, and He Qianwen, a veteran who has been working in the commercial real estate field for several years.

If we can seize this opportunity to acquire a piece of land, even just a small one, it would be a qualitative leap for the development of Dragonscale.

Investing in billiard halls, logistics, and tourist attractions can only generate a limited amount of wealth at a time. What truly allows wealth to multiply is land.

But he suppressed the thought after it only lingered in his mind for a few seconds. He had taken the initiative to ask Ye Qinghan out today; they hadn't seen each other for over half a month, and asking about the demolition on their first meeting seemed too deliberate.

No matter how much Ye Qinghan trusts him, he is, in the end, the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and the future deputy mayor. Their relationship cannot be swayed by any commercial interests.

He must grasp this balance well.

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Qinghan's voice pulled him back to reality.

"It's nothing. I was just thinking about what you said earlier. Your pressure will be even greater after you take on the additional role of deputy mayor, and I can't share that burden with you."

Ye Qinghan stopped and turned to look at him. The river breeze ruffled her hair, a few strands clinging to her cheek. She reached out and placed her hand on Lin Feng's cheek, her thumb gently rubbing his cheekbone.

"Every time I feel like I can't hold on any longer, I think of that time in the cave," her voice was soft and gentle. "Back then, I thought, this guy is so much younger than me, yet he was able to shield me when I was most afraid. That thought still hasn't changed." She removed her fingers from Lin Feng's face, turned around, and continued walking.

The two walked along the riverbank for nearly an hour. The number of people jogging gradually decreased, and finally, an elderly couple walking their dog also left.

Only the two of them remained in the park, accompanied by the occasional sound of ship horns echoing from the distant river. Lin Feng took out his phone and glanced at the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

"I'll take you back."

……

The car quickly drove into the underground garage of Ye Qinghan's residential complex, parked in the parking space downstairs from her building, turned off the engine, leaned back in the seat, and turned his head to look at Ye Qinghan.

"Aunt Ye! Get some rest."

Ye Qinghan unbuckled her seatbelt, but didn't push the car door. Her fingers hovered above the door handle, gripping it and then releasing it, releasing it and then gripping it again.

Suddenly, she turned around and looked at Lin Feng.

"Qianqian is not home today."

Lin Feng looked at her without saying anything.

Ye Qinghan's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something but swallowed it back. Then she reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's collar, pulling him a little closer to her, and pressed her lips to his.

Touch and leave immediately!

She let go of his hand, pushed open the car door, got out of the car, stood next to the car door, turned around and looked at Lin Feng, the hood of her hoodie had already slipped down her head.

It's been hinted at to this extent, it seems...

Lin Feng took out the car keys and got out of the car, then followed Ye Qinghan toward the elevator.

Neither of them spoke; they simply stood side by side watching the floor numbers jump up one by one.

The elevator arrived at her floor.

Open the combination lock.

Upon entering the house, the living room lights were off, the curtains were drawn, and only a single beam of light from outside shone on the floor, forming a thin, long strip of light.

Ye Qinghan suddenly turned around, wrapped her arms around Lin Feng's neck, breathed hot air from her nose, and murmured softly, "Can we stay here tonight?"