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

Several elderly people playing chess nearby gathered around upon hearing the news.

An elderly woman with white hair tugged at Lin Feng's sleeve, her voice trembling: "Young man, are you really going to repair the road? I've walked this road for most of my life. On rainy days, it's as slippery as an eel, and I've broken several old bones in the village. I never thought I'd see a road repaired in my lifetime."

"It's true. The contract will be signed in the next couple of days, and the money will be transferred to the village committee's account in one lump sum. From now on, everyone won't have to walk on that muddy road anymore."

The village party secretary immediately made the decision, saying it was a great thing. He would go to a meeting with the village committee and personally oversee the road construction to ensure that every penny was spent wisely.

They even offered to mobilize villagers to contribute labor for the roadbed, which would save a lot of costs.

When Grandma Wang Yue heard the news, she was sitting under the old locust tree in the yard, basking in the sun.

With a new blanket Lin Feng brought from the city covering her legs and a cup of hot tea in her hands, her cloudy eyes slowly filled with tears after listening to her granddaughter's words.

Holding Wang Yue's hand, her voice trembled.

"Building roads and bridges is a virtuous deed that will be remembered for generations. I've lived to be eighty years old, and I never imagined I'd receive such treatment. Even after I'm gone, when people walk on this road, they'll remember this old woman."

She wiped her eyes with her sleeve, then took Lin Feng's hand, her two thin hands gripping the back of his hand lightly, but holding on for a long time. "Xiao Lin, Grandma doesn't know how to thank you. You've done so much for our family, Grandma can never repay you in this lifetime."

"Grandma, you're welcome. You're Yueyue's grandma, so you're my grandma too. It's only right that we fix the road for you."

Wang Yue squatted down next to her grandmother's knees, buried her face in her grandmother's hands, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

She knew Lin Feng did all this for her, but he never mentioned it. He just spent his days working with the villagers in the yard, moving bricks and shoveling soil, smoking and chatting, as if he was born to stay in this small mountain village.

Wang's father stood in the corner of the yard watching this scene, then turned around and pretended to tidy up the firewood, wiping his face several times.

Wang Yue's parents have been living like they're in a dream these past few days. The neighbors are constantly chatting with them, and everyone praises them for finding such a good son-in-law.

Distant relatives who used to be poor and rarely visited each other, somehow got the news and started bringing eggs and cured meat to come and visit.

Mrs. Wang was busy from morning till night, with an irrepressible smile on her face, telling everyone how wonderful Xiao Lin was. Mr. Wang became a celebrity in the village, with people often patting him on the shoulder and sighing in admiration.

"Old Wang, your greatest blessing in this life is having a daughter like Yueyue. Look at Xiao Lin, he spends hundreds of dollars on road and bridge construction without batting an eye. Our village has never met such a benefactor in generations."

Father Wang chuckled sheepishly, put the peeled garlic cloves into the basin, but was thinking about something else entirely.

That Qi Yang...

In a village not far from Zhai Village, there lived a young man named Qi Yang. Qi Yang's father was a supplier who delivered materials to a chemical plant in the area. Through this connection, he had accumulated some wealth, bought a house in the town, and was considered a prominent figure in the village.

Qi Yang's older sister, Qi Qing, became a minor leader in that chemical plant, which made the Qi family even more powerful and influential in the surrounding villages.

The two families used to have a good relationship, but the Qi family moved away after they became successful. The Wang family and the Qi family had a verbal engagement, which was half-jokingly agreed to, saying that the children would get married when they grew up.

Later, Wang Yue got into university and stayed in the city, and no one mentioned the matter again. But Qi Yang felt uncomfortable when he heard that Wang Yue had returned with a boyfriend.

He complained to his father several times at home.

"What's so great about that guy surnamed Lin? So what if he drives a nice car? It's not like we're short of money. Road repairs? That sounds nice, but isn't he just putting on a show? He can just take millions of dollars like it's nothing?"

In the afternoon, he brought a few young men who followed him and went straight to Wang Yue's house. The villagers working in the yard stopped what they were doing when they saw Qi Yang's imposing presence and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Qi Yang stood in the middle of the courtyard and shouted loudly in front of the villagers who were watching.

"Uncle Wang, your family promised to give Yueyue to me back then! Now she's brought some other man home, what do you say about that?"

Mr. and Mrs. Wang were embarrassed by the public outburst. Mr. Wang rubbed his hands, forcing a smile, and tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible. "Xiao Qi, that happened so many years ago. It was just a casual remark back then, how could we take it seriously? Yueyue has her own choices now, and we as parents can't force her to change her mind."

"Just something you said casually? We agreed on everything back then, and now you're going back on your word?" Qi Yang persisted, raising his voice even higher.

Lin Feng came out of the house and shielded Wang Yue behind him. He was more than half a head taller than Qi Yang, looking down at the arrogant young man. "What do you want? Tell me."

Qi Yang was forced back a step by Lin Feng's imposing aura, but he still acted arrogantly. "This is between Yueyue and me, and you, an outsider, shouldn't interfere. Let me tell you, this matter needs an explanation today!" He took a step forward and even tried to grab Wang Yue's arm.

Lin Feng didn't give him a chance at all.

He raised his leg and kicked Qi Yang directly in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. Qi Yang slid several steps backward, grimacing and yelling in pain for a while.

The young men who brought him quickly helped him up from the ground and wanted to go forward, but when they saw the surrounding villagers gathering around, they had to give up!

Qi Yang clutched his stomach and uttered a harsh remark.

"You wait! My sister's a manager at Chitian Chemical, she knows a lot of people! This isn't over!"

When Lin Feng heard the name "Chitian Chemical Industry", it sounded somewhat familiar. After the other person left...

Leaning against the locust tree, he took out his phone and dialed Yang Ru's number, briefly explaining the situation. Yang Ru's voice on the other end of the line was calm. She said that Chitian Chemical was indeed a branch of the Provincial Investment Group in the southwest, not particularly large in scale. Although she was the vice president of the headquarters and not directly in charge of this branch, her words still carried weight.

"What do you plan to do? Put some pressure on his sister?"

"Let's suspend them for now, just to scare them. If they come looking for trouble again, then we'll see."

"Okay. Wait for my message."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng leaned against a locust tree and lit a cigarette. Wang Yue came over, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "What did Sister Yang say?"

Lin Feng took the cigarette out of his mouth and ruffled her hair. "Just wait for news."

Standing beside him, Wang Yue suddenly felt a strange sense of unreality about the whole thing. Qi Yang had been running rampant here for so many years, and no one in the village dared to mess with him, all because he had an older sister who was a leader in a chemical plant.

His father delivered materials to a chemical plant, earning several hundred thousand yuan a year. He bought several houses in the town and walked around the village with an air of superiority.

But when it came to Lin Feng, he didn't even bother to say another word to Qi Yang, and simply picked up his phone and made a call.

She didn't know how much influence Yang Ru had, but she knew that this matter would soon be beyond the Qi family's ability to handle.