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

When Lin Feng came out of Bai Jinhai, it was already completely dark. He got into his car, started the engine, and was about to drive towards Ye Qinghan's house when his phone rang.

He glanced down at the caller ID; it was Ye Qinghan calling.

"Lin Feng, there's an emergency meeting in the city. There's been a work safety accident at the industrial park, and several leaders in charge need to meet overnight. I have to chair it. It'll probably be all night, so come back tomorrow." Ye Qinghan's voice came through the receiver, and in the background, you could vaguely hear someone loudly reporting the situation in the conference room, as well as the rustling of documents being turned.

Is it serious?

"The chemical plant's pipeline leak was fortunately discovered early, and there were no casualties. However, the subsequent rectification and accountability will likely keep us busy for a while. You should go back and rest; I'll contact you again tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng sat in the car for a while, then turned the steering wheel and drove back to Bai Jinhai.

Shangguan Jinghong had just finished showering and was leaning against the headboard in her bedroom, reviewing a financial statement. She was wearing a dark gray silk slip dress, the hem just past mid-thigh, a simple and elegant style. Her skin was as fair and delicate as ever, and her two long, slender legs were crossed over the edge of the bed.

"Why are you back again? Didn't you say you were going to see Director Ye?" Shangguan Jinghong put down the report, looked up at him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his single-eyelid pupils.

"There's an urgent meeting in the city, she can't get away, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Lin Feng took off his coat, lay down next to her, and naturally put his arm around her waist.

Her waist was very slender, and through the thin fabric of her silk nightgown, he could feel the delicate texture of her skin. Lin Feng buried his face in her hair, inhaling the faint scent of white tea emanating from her, and let out a long breath.

"Perfect timing, I have something to discuss with you." Shangguan Jinghong placed the report on the bedside table, turned to face him, and said, "I've been thinking about it, and from any perspective, we have to help Shen Ping. He asked Director Ye to find you because he knew you wouldn't refuse. He's the Director of the Provincial Public Security Department and is about to run for Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission. If he takes office, it will be a qualitative leap for Longlin's development in Jiangbei Province. But if you refuse him, or if he feels you're not putting in the effort after taking office, our path in the province will be difficult. So we not only have to help, but we have to help effectively and achieve tangible results."

"That's what I mean too. We don't have much useful information at the moment, so we'll proceed in two steps for now."

"I'll go to Liu Xianghu's place. His mistress owns a beauty salon in Zijin City. I know someone there who works as a cosmetics agent. We can use the guise of discussing business to make contact without alerting him. You have other matters to attend to in Hehai. Have Kui Zi take some people to handle things in Binzhou. The meeting is scheduled for three days from now. Send people over in the next couple of days to get a clear picture of the surrounding situation and arrange the personnel before we proceed."

Lin Feng thought for a moment and nodded. "Okay. I'll inform Kui Zi and Brother Biao tomorrow and have them deploy their men in advance. The fewer people who know about this, the better. Only a few of us core members should be involved, and no one else should be informed."

He reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, pulling her closer to his chest. In the darkness, he felt her warm body against his chest, carrying a faint fragrance after her bath, and soon drifted off to sleep.

……

The next morning, Lin Feng was awakened by the morning light filtering through the gap in the curtains.

He groggily opened his eyes and found the seat next to him empty, the blankets neatly folded. He sat up and rubbed his temples, then heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. A moment later, Shangguan Jinghong came out, drying his hair, and had changed into a well-tailored black shirt and trousers.

"You're awake? I was thinking of waiting another ten minutes to wake you." She draped a towel over the back of the chair, walked to the bedside table, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to her. "How did you sleep? You looked very tired yesterday."

Lin Feng took the water glass, took a sip, and said gently, "It's fine. You got up so early?"

"I'm used to it. I finished yesterday's reports this morning." She sat on the edge of the bed, gently smoothing his wrinkled collar with her fingertips. Her tone was still calm, but with a hint of softness. "I've prepared hot water for you. Wash up and come downstairs for breakfast. Brother Biao and Kui Zi are already waiting in the conference room. Just go there after you finish eating."

Lin Feng gently pinched her waist, then rolled out of bed. After washing up, he changed into the shirt that Shangguan Jinghong had ironed for him beforehand, and they had a simple breakfast together.

She ate as little as ever, finishing half a bowl of plain porridge with a few chopsticks of pickled vegetables before putting down her chopsticks and sitting beside him, watching him eat while sipping her red tea.

After finishing their meal, the two parted ways at the end of the corridor. Shangguan Jinghong returned to his office to handle routine matters, while Lin Feng opened the door to the conference room.

Biao Ge and Kui Zi had already arrived and were sitting at the conference table smoking. A map of several cities surrounding Hehai City was spread out on the table, and next to it was the file folder that Lin Feng had brought back from Ye Qinghan yesterday.

Lin Feng closed the door, walked to the conference table, and sat down. Without beating around the bush, he opened the file folder and spread the documents inside out on the table.

"This mission is to help Shen Ping, the director of the Provincial Public Security Department, investigate someone—Vice Governor Chen Liangliang. Chen Liangliang and Shen Ping are competing for the position of Secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Commission. His son, Chen Hao, is channeling benefits to the Chen family through a company called Shanshui Group. The legal representative of Shanshui Group is Liu Xianghu, who is Chen Hao's front man. In addition, when Chen Liangliang was the mayor of Binzhou City in Jiangnan Province, a female secretary later resigned and moved to the south. There are many rumors about this. If we can find this Secretary Wang and verify the relevant clues, this alone will have a significant impact on Chen Liangliang. The current objective is twofold: Kui Zi will take people to Binzhou to find out the whereabouts of Secretary Wang; Biao Ge and Hong Jie will go to Zijin City to keep an eye on Liu Xianghu's mistress. Note that this is a covert investigation. Don't alert them. The fewer people who know about it, the better. Most of the information in the documents is what's publicly available. Some of the information is just speculation and there is no substantial evidence yet. You will have to make your own judgments once you arrive in the area. First, gather information on the periphery. Don't rush into action. I will notify you when to take action."

Kui Zi and Biao Ge exchanged a glance, their expressions turning serious. They had followed Lin Feng for so long, dealt with Zuo Ning, and settled things with Uncle Kun, but investigating a vice governor was a first for them.

Brother Biao picked up the documents, flipped through them, and, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, pulled the map toward himself.

"This Liu Xianghu has several properties in Zijin City. Besides the headquarters of Shanshui Group, he also owns a high-end KTV and a bathhouse. His mistress runs a beauty salon right next to the KTV. Both of these places are gathering places for all sorts of people, so it's the easiest place to get information. I'll start from there and arrange for a few brothers to pretend to apply for security guard and waiter positions to infiltrate the area first."

Kui Zi nodded and flicked his cigarette ash. "I know Binzhou well; I have a few old buddies who used to hang around there. If that Secretary Wang's husband, the small business owner, is still active in the Jiangnan area, we should be able to find some clues. I'll start with the list of government office staff from Binzhou back then, first finding out Secretary Wang's full name and place of origin, and then tracing her household registration records downwards."

The group finalized some specific operational details—communication methods, reporting frequency, and evacuation plans in case of emergencies; each aspect was confirmed one by one.

Lin Feng gave them a few final safety instructions, telling them to depart in batches this afternoon, not to bring too many people, and not to make a big fuss.

Kui Zi and Biao Ge stubbed out their cigarettes in the ashtray, stood up, straightened their clothes, and went out the door.