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

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, without interrupting her.

"I want you to investigate the Shanshui Group. The legal representative of this company is Liu Xianghu. On the surface, he is a legitimate real estate developer, but in reality, he is Chen Liangliang's son Chen Hao's front man, specifically responsible for channeling benefits to the Chen family. The Shanshui Group has been acquiring projects with unusual ease in recent years, and many of the bidding processes are clearly rigged. However, because of Chen Liangliang's position in the province, no one dares to investigate further. Shen Ping's intention is that you can uncover the Shanshui Group's secrets, just like you did when you brought down Zuo Ning. Ideally, you should be able to implicate Chen Hao, and then trace Chen Liangliang through Chen Hao. He said that once it's done, you will definitely be rewarded handsomely, and he can pave the way for your business in Hehai and even the entire Jiangbei Province."

Lin Feng's fingers stopped on the table.

He had heard of the name Shanshui Group before, as they had acquired many real estate projects in Hehai and Qingyuan.

I had only thought that this company must have a complicated background, but I never expected that it was backed by the son of a vice governor.

Shen Ping's visit to him this time was less about "helping" and more about appreciating the methods and connections he had previously demonstrated at Hohai University.

He was placed on the chessboard as a pawn in the power struggle between a public security bureau chief and a vice governor.

But this pawn also has its own bargaining chips. Shen Ping wants to rise to power, Lin Feng wants to develop his career, and he is also Shen Qianqian's boyfriend. The interests of the two just happen to intersect at this point.

She looked up at Ye Qinghan and asked, "Aunt Ye, what do you think?"

"I think you should accept," Ye Qinghan said calmly. "Not for Shen Ping, but for yourself. If Shen Ping takes power, you'll be one of his biggest contributors. Your path in the province will be much easier, whether it's the school district housing project or the karst cave scenic area. But if Chen Liangliang takes power, the Shen family will be suppressed, and those close to the Shen family, including you, won't escape. Even if you don't provoke him, he'll treat you as part of the Shen family and try to eliminate you. So helping Shen Ping is also helping yourself. I know Shen Ping. Although he and my husband are brothers, their personalities are completely different. Shen Ping is more ruthless, but they have one thing in common: they value loyalty. Once he's made a promise, he definitely won't go back on it."

"I'll listen to you."

"You trust me that much?" Ye Qinghan looked at him, her teacup frozen in mid-air.

"You're my woman. There must be a reason why you asked me to do this. Besides, we'll have to get involved with Chen Liangliang sooner or later, so it's better to strike first than wait for them to come knocking. And I was just thinking about it. Shen Ping is Qianqian's uncle and your older brother. Although he hasn't directly helped me all these years, in Zuo Ning's case, if it weren't for his influence at the provincial level, the Hehai Municipal Bureau wouldn't have been able to arrest someone across cities so smoothly. He also helped a lot with the cleanup afterwards. I've always remembered that favor."

At this point, she released Ye Qinghan's hand and leaned back in her chair.

"Shuke Group's main business is currently concentrated in Hehai and Qingyuan. It's not that I don't want to expand outwards, but the barriers to entry are too high. I've always wanted to enter the Zijin City market, but after the incident with Lu Hao, we only managed to establish a foothold there, without securing any truly profitable projects. Ultimately, it's because we don't have connections at the top. If Shen Ping could become the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, Shuke's development in Jiangbei Province would be much smoother. Scenic spots could be expanded throughout the province, school district housing projects could be extended to other cities, and the Ministry of Transport's new energy vehicle fleet could operate on provincial highways without being bogged down by various inexplicable inspections. These aren't just about making money; they're crucial steps in unlocking Shuke's strategic potential. I don't believe the Chen family has clean hands after all these years, with all the money they've made through Shanshui Group, how much land they've acquired, and how many projects they've seized that didn't belong to them."

As Ye Qinghan listened to him finish speaking, a complex light flashed in her eyes. She had seen Lin Feng fight his way up in Hehai City, seen his composure when facing interrogation in the detention room, and seen his fierce determination to save her and Qianqian in the unfinished building.

But she rarely heard him talk so seriously about his plans for the future. Suddenly, she realized that this man was no longer the college student who stood shirtless in the cave to shield her from the wind. He had his own territory, his own ambitions, and he knew what price he would have to pay for those ambitions.

"The fact that you can think so far ahead shows that you're no longer the impulsive kid you used to be. Now you're thinking about how to make your company go further and more steadily." Ye Qinghan picked up his teacup and gently touched it to his cup. The rim of the blue-and-white porcelain cup made a crisp sound under the light. "No matter what the outcome, I'm on your side. If Shen Ping dares to mistreat you, I'll be the first to object."

"With Aunt Ye's words, I feel relieved." Lin Feng picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Ye Qinghan reached out and placed her hand on the back of Lin Feng's hand.

"Lin Feng, this matter is risky, but don't put too much pressure on yourself. I've also spoken to Shen Ping; you're helping out, not owing him anything. If you feel the risk is too high halfway through, you can withdraw at any time, and he won't blame you."

"I understand. I know what I'm doing. Chen Liangliang isn't Zuo Ning, so I won't use the same tactics I used on Zuo Ning on him. I'll gather information first, then make plans, one step at a time." Lin Feng turned her hand over and held it in his palm, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand.

The skin on the back of my hand was smooth, but there were several thin calluses on my knuckles from holding a gun for a long time.

"By the way, don't let Qianqian know about this for now. She has a very good relationship with Shen Ping, and I'm afraid she'll worry if she finds out."

"Understood. She can focus on her studies in Kyoto. We'll discuss these things when she returns."

Ye Qinghan nodded, withdrew her hand, picked up the teapot next to her and poured him a cup of tea, then picked up the serving chopsticks and served him several more dishes, her tone returning to its usual gentleness.

"Alright, we've finished the important business. We haven't touched this food much, eat more. Have you lost weight recently? Your chin looked so sharp in the last video."

"No way. Before Qianqian left, she dragged me to eat spicy hot pot every day, and I gained several pounds."

"What nutritional value can that spicy hot pot have? Come to my place every weekend from now on, and I'll make you some soup."

……

The two ate and chatted, the sandalwood incense slowly wafting in the air, while the mountains and forests outside the window gradually darkened in the twilight.

After finishing their meal, they had also finished discussing most of the important matters. When Ye Qinghan stood up and bent over, the neckline of her strapless top slipped down a bit, and her two full breasts almost overflowed from the edge of the fabric.

Lin Feng stepped forward and hugged her waist from behind, resting his chin on her bare shoulder and his lips against her earlobe.

"I can wear this outfit more often at home from now on."

Ye Qinghan turned her head and glanced at him, the corner of her eye curving deeply. "Then it depends on whether you come for soup every weekend from now on."