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

She would never have worn this style before, but since having been intimate with Raymond Lam a few times, she has become more and more open about her clothing, no longer covering herself in those long-sleeved black shirts that only reveal her wrists and neck.

I slowly walked into the water along the steps by the pool, then turned around and leaned against the pool wall, tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and let my hair spread out on the water's surface.

The pool lights shone up from underwater, their bluish glow shimmering on her pale skin, making the contours of her collarbone and chest appear exceptionally soft under the refraction of the water.

Lin Feng changed into his swimming trunks and came out of the changing room. He went into the water and swam to her side, leaning against the pool wall and looking at her.

Shangguan Jinghong opened his eyes, turned his head to look at him, and suddenly started talking about company matters.

This afternoon, Old Qian came to see her, offering to step down from his post. Old Qian was the oldest of Old Gui's group; he used to work for the old man and was later assigned to manage the mahjong parlors in the east of the city. After Old Gui and his two companions were detained at the police station by Lin Feng, Old Qian had witnessed it all and understood that the current trend was towards legalization, and the gray market was off-limits.

He said he was getting old and didn't want to keep up with the hustle and bustle. He wanted to transfer his shares in the card room to Longlin, receive dividends every year, and go back to his hometown to grow vegetables, flowers, and take care of his grandchildren.

She agreed, preserving his pension and annual dividend rights, and also gave him an extra red envelope as compensation for his hard work over the years.

Old Gui and his two companions spent a full week in the detention center. Wang Ming instructed the police to put them in a separate cell and deliver their meals on time every day. However, no one spoke to them, there were no cell phones, no televisions, no time for exercise, only four white walls and the stark white fluorescent lights overhead.

Following Lin Feng's instructions, Wang Ming gave them more vegetables than rice in their boxed lunches on the first day, halved the amount of vegetables on the second day, served only white rice with pickled vegetables on the third day, and resumed normal meals on the fourth day.

By repeatedly subjecting these three individuals to the process of going from comfort to discomfort and back to comfort, their psychological defenses were gradually worn down.

When Wang Ming occasionally passed by the detention cell, he would say to Lao Gui, "Boss Lin asked me to ask if you've thought it through," and then leave without giving anyone a chance to bargain.

Old Gui went from initially hurling insults to later proactively asking when Wang Minglin would arrive, and finally sitting on the bench in silence with his head in his hands.

The day Lin Feng went to the police station to release the people, all three of them looked thinner when they came out of the detention room.

The hard and stubborn look in Lao Gui's eyes had mostly shattered. He stood in front of Lin Feng with his head down, saying that he had thought it through and would work hard with Long Lin from now on, never wanting to do anything crooked again.

Ah Bin and Ah Hao didn't dare to utter a sound. Lin Feng instructed Kui Zi to arrange for Ah Bin and Ah Hao to work as entry-level employees in the engineering department of the Keda Hotel, starting as porters. They would have a six-month probationary period; if they performed well, they would be promoted to permanent positions, and if they didn't, they could leave at any time.

Old Gui was getting on in years, so he was assigned to work as a parking attendant at the Baijinhai parking lot. He sits in the booth every day, sheltered from the wind and rain, and his job is to collect parking fees.

When Lin Feng went to patrol the parking lot, he passed by the guard post and saw Lao Gui sitting inside wearing reading glasses and flipping through a newspaper. There was a cup of goji berry water next to him, and he looked quite at ease. He no longer had the fierce and intimidating aura he used to have.

After Shangguan Jinghong finished speaking, he straightened up from the pool wall, turned to face Lin Feng, and took two steps forward.

The water only reached her chest, and the neckline of her dark purple halter-neck swimsuit was slightly open underwater, her two full breasts swaying gently with the buoyancy of the water.

She reached out and put her hand on Lin Feng's shoulder, looked up into his eyes, her lips moved, and her voice was a few decibels lower than usual.

As for the Dragon Scale matter, she'll be in charge of it from now on. Lin Feng should focus on the new business at the Shuke Group, while she can keep an eye on the older businesses like logistics and hotels.

He said this in a very calm tone.

Dragon Scales are Shuke's ammunition depot and rear base, and they will never fail him.

Lin Feng put his arm around her waist, his fingers sliding down her smooth back. The back of her swimsuit was almost completely open, and his fingertips touched the outline of her spine and the curve of her shoulder blades.

Shangguan Jinghong pressed his body even closer to him, and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.

The two people came out of the pool, water droplets running down their bodies, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the non-slip tiles by the pool.

Shangguan Jinghong pulled him to the recliner next to him, pushed him down to sit, straddled his lap, and continued to kiss him.

Her fingers fumbled to untie the ties on his swim trunks, her movements more practiced and proactive than before, no longer a passive acceptance, but a complete immersion.

Lin Feng untied the straps of her swimsuit from her neck, and the dark purple fabric slid down from her chest to the side of the lounge chair. Her skin was smooth and delicate, and water droplets trickled down from her collarbone.

……

Lin Feng stayed at the school for three or four days.

During this period, there were external matters, such as the establishment of the Shuke Group's structure, the daily operation of Longlin, and the follow-up procedures for Plot No. 5.

He left everything to Shangguan Jinghong and He Qianwen to handle, and spent almost all his time on campus.

Walking along the sycamore-lined path, with students rushing to class on both sides carrying their backpacks, and people always playing football on the playground, the noise from the cafeteria and the sound of turning pages in the library mixed together, giving him the illusion of returning from another world.

He then realized that he actually quite enjoyed this feeling: no need to look at reports every day, no need to socialize, no need to juggle multiple women, he could simply be an ordinary college student, attending classes, eating, and spending time with his girlfriend.

Everyone says that college life is the happiest stage of life, when you don't have to work like a beast of burden. He understands this very deeply now.

He spent most of his time with Shen Qianqian.

During class, the two of them sat in their usual seats in the back row by the window, with two bottles of strawberry yogurt and an open notebook on the table.

He no longer cared much about what the teacher was saying on the podium; half of his attention was on the row of sycamore trees outside the window, and the other half was on Shen Qianqian.

Her hand rested on his thigh under the table, her fingers gently tracing circles through the thin fabric of his jeans.

Turning her head to look at her, Shen Qianqian smiled slightly, then turned her gaze back to the podium, pretending to listen attentively to the lesson.

Once, the teacher called on her to answer a question from the podium. When she stood up, her hand was still on Lin Feng's leg. As she pulled it back, her fingertips lightly brushed against the inside of his thigh. Then, without changing her expression, she answered the question. After sitting down, she pushed her notebook over, on which was written a line: "You almost made me unable to answer just now." Lin Feng replied below that line: "You moved first."

After reading it, Shen Qianqian's ears turned red. She turned to a page in the notebook and pinched his waist.

During PE class, she went to change into her gym clothes. When she came out, she was wearing a white sports vest and a pair of dark blue tight shorts.

The vest was originally a conservative round neck, but it was stretched into a low-cut effect on her, with the cleavage below her collarbone faintly visible from the edge of the neckline.

When playing badminton on the playground, my chest would shake violently every time I jumped up and swung the racket. Several boys next to me seemed distracted while playing, their eyes constantly glancing this way.

Lin Feng sat on a bench by the playground, watching her. Every now and then she would turn around and smile at him, her ponytail swinging back and forth behind her head.

After finishing her game, she ran over, her forehead covered in sweat. She sat down next to him, drank half a bottle of mineral water, and handed him the remaining half.

Lin Feng took a sip and noticed that the shoulder straps of her sports vest were soaked with sweat, and the skin below her collarbone had a light pink tinge from exercise.