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

Lin Feng started the car and glanced at her sideways: "Double portions of fatty beef? Didn't you say you were going to lose weight last time? How come you can eat more and more while trying to lose weight?"

"Losing weight is losing weight, and eating is eating; they're two different things. Besides, I burn a lot of calories swimming now, so I won't gain weight even if I eat more. And—I'm completely quitting dance class. The instructor says I'm unbalanced and always lean forward when I do spins. I used to be able to spin steadily for many turns, but now I wobble after three. The instructor even asked if I've gained weight recently, and I said no. Then she asked if there were any other changes. I said forget it, I'm not dancing anymore anyway, I'll just focus on swimming from now on. Swimming keeps me balanced and helps with body shaping; at least it'll make my waist a little thinner."

She looked down at her chest and sighed, "Anyway, I can't lose weight in the right places. Last week I went to buy underwear, and none of my old bras fit anymore. The sales assistant measured me for a long time and finally gave me a size up to try on, and it fit perfectly. Now I finally understand my mom's pain. My mom and I can even exchange tips when we go shopping for underwear."

"It's good that I don't have to go to dance class. I can focus on swimming, and I won't lose my balance while swimming."

"Aren't you especially happy?" Shen Qianqian turned her head to look at him, and that sly smile appeared at the corner of her eyes again.

"What's there for me to be happy about?"

"I'm so happy my breasts have gotten bigger. Don't you men all like big ones? Last time in Xinjiang, when you kissed me, you kept staring at me. You think I didn't know?"

Lin Feng coughed, did not answer, and turned the car into the stadium parking lot.

Shen Qianqian leaned close to his ear and whispered in a soft, coquettish voice, "After swimming this afternoon, I'll show you how much bigger you've gotten." Then she pushed open the car door and skipped towards the swimming pool, her ponytail swinging behind her head.

After their morning swimming lesson, the two went to the school cafeteria for lunch.

Shen Qianqian changed back into the light pink T-shirt and white pleated skirt. Her hair was still wet, so she tied it into a high ponytail, revealing her fair forehead and the pair of silver kitten earrings on her ears.

He sat down opposite Lin Feng with his plate in hand, picked up a piece of braised pork rib and put it in his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

Just then, a boy carrying a tray walked over and stopped next to their table. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, had an expensive-looking watch on his wrist, and his hair was neatly combed back.

His facial features are flawless, and he's quite tall. Standing there, he's definitely quite handsome.

She glanced at Shen Qianqian, then at Lin Feng sitting opposite her, and then smiled naturally at Shen Qianqian.

"Hi, I'm Chen Ming, a sophomore from the School of Economics and Management. I saw you at the cafeteria entrance just now and thought you were really good-looking. Could we add each other on WeChat to get to know each other?"

After finishing the ribs in her mouth, Shen Qianqian looked up at him and said in a flat tone, "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend." She then pointed with her chopsticks at Lin Feng sitting opposite her.

Chen Ming glanced at Lin Feng in the direction she pointed, then looked him up and down. Lin Feng was wearing an ordinary dark gray T-shirt, the brand of which was indistinguishable, and he wasn't wearing a watch. He looked like an ordinary college student.

Chen Ming's smile took on a slightly ambiguous tone as he looked away from Shen Qianqian, his tone revealing undisguised disdain.

"Hey, I just wanted to make friends, nothing more. But honestly, with your qualities, you could easily find someone better. I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I just think—you deserve better."

Shen Qianqian put down her chopsticks, her smile vanishing completely. Just as she was about to speak, Lin Feng gently pressed down on the back of her hand under the table, then stood up to face Chen Ming.

The man was more than half a head taller than Chen Ming. When he looked down at Chen Ming, Chen Ming instinctively took a half step back.

"I already said no. What else do you want to say?"

Chen Ming, intimidated by Lin Feng's imposing manner, took another half step back, but still stubbornly insisted, "I just think this classmate should find someone of equal social standing. My family is in the building materials business, we own several properties in Hohai, and I drive a BMW. What can you offer her?"

Before Lin Feng could speak, Shen Qianqian stood up first.

She took Lin Feng's arm, pressed her face against his shoulder, and looked at Chen Ming coldly, saying, "What he gave me, you can't give me. No matter how rich your family is, it's your father's money. What does it have to do with him? Please don't disturb our meal."

Chen Ming's face flushed red and then turned pale. Finally, he said, "Then you guys eat slowly," and slunk away with his tray.

Shen Qianqian sat down again, picked up her chopsticks, placed a piece of pork rib in Lin Feng's bowl, and her expression returned to its usual sweet and lovely state. "Don't pay attention to people like that. Was I too harsh when I said that? But I was just telling the truth."

"You call that fierce? It was much gentler than when you were asserting your dominance over that female student at the dorm entrance last time."

"That time was different! That junior girl deliberately walked around in front of you wearing a miniskirt, so of course I had to be fierce. Today it just so happened that I ran into her, so this is self-defense. Last time, that junior girl even dared to wait for me in the library, but she was scared away by my roommate who practices Taekwondo. It cracked me up."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into Lin Feng's bowl, saying, "Eat more, you have to go swimming with me this afternoon."

After swimming in the afternoon, Lin Feng dropped Shen Qianqian off at the entrance of the residential area.

She lingered in the car for a while longer before asking him if he wanted to come upstairs. Lin Feng glanced at her, turned off the engine, and followed her upstairs.

At the same time, Chen Ming drove his white BMW back from outside the school. As soon as he turned into the alley outside the north gate of the school, he was stopped by several thugs squatting by the roadside.

The leader was bald, wearing a tight black T-shirt with colorful tattoos showing on his arms. He walked to the car window and knocked on the glass. After a moment's hesitation, Chen Ming rolled the window down a crack.

"Are you Chen Ming? A sophomore in the School of Economics and Management?"

"It's me. What do you want?"

The bald man placed his hand on the car window frame, lowered his head and leaned close to the gap, speaking as if he were chatting, but every word carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

"I heard you asked a girl for her WeChat in the cafeteria today? Her boyfriend was sitting right across from her, and you said she deserved better? You even said her car wasn't as good as your BMW?"

Chen Ming's expression changed instantly.

He tried to roll up the car window, but the bald man's fingers were already stuck in the gap.

"Do you even know who that girl is? Do you even know who her boyfriend is? You dare to flaunt your beat-up BMW in front of him? Your BMW could probably pave several meters of road for him!" The bald man tapped Chen Ming's forehead with his finger, the pressure light but each tap like a warning bell. "I'm here today to give you a heads-up. If you dare to mess with that girl again, it won't be as simple as just banging on the window. Got it?"

Chen Ming nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling: "I remember, I remember, I'm sorry, I really didn't know—"

"If you don't know, go back and ask your dad. See if he knows Shuke Company, he does business in Hehai City. Get lost." The bald man patted the car window frame, turned around, and called his brothers to leave.

Chen Ming slumped in the driver's seat, his back soaked with cold sweat. Just moments ago he had been arrogantly flaunting his family's wealth in the cafeteria, but now he cowered in the car, not even having the courage to start the engine.

He kept thinking about the bald man's words and searched for Shuke Company. He didn't expect the company to be so powerful. When he saw the photo of Chairman Lin Feng, he couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly realizing what kind of person he had offended in the cafeteria today, he gripped the steering wheel several times. Finally, he started the car and sheepishly drove out of the alley.