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

"I owe her so much over the years." Shen Ping leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the white sand of the dry landscape outside the window, his voice deep and resonant.

"When I'm busy with work, I only see her a few times a year. My secretary goes to parent-teacher conferences in her place, and the nanny takes care of her when she's sick and hospitalized. I was in a provincial meeting on the day she got into Kyoto University, and she ate alone in the school cafeteria to celebrate. Now that she's older, I want to make it up to her, but she's too stubborn and won't give me a chance. I'd like to ask you for a favor when you go to Kyoto to pick up Qianqian—could you and Qianqian persuade her to come back? You're of the same generation, not much older than her, so your words carry more weight than ours as elders. It's not good for me, as her father, to confront her directly; she gets annoyed just seeing me. If you two go to her, maybe you'll listen to a few words."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

Ye Qinghan had already given a general overview of the situation on the way here, so he was already prepared. Since Shen Ping had personally spoken, he couldn't refuse, either for personal or professional reasons.

Officially, the future development of the Shuke Group in Jiangbei Province cannot be separated from Shen Ping's support; privately, Shen Ping is Ye Qinghan's elder brother and Shen Qianqian's uncle.

Moreover, the fact that a provincial-level number two figure would lower himself to ask a junior for a favor speaks volumes about the trust and importance placed upon him.

"Secretary Shen, please rest assured. I will do my best in this matter. When I get to Kyoto, I will meet with Qianqian first and ask her to help contact Wanyu. The two sisters have a good relationship, and with Qianqian around, the atmosphere will be much more relaxed. As for whether I can persuade her to come back, I can't guarantee it, but I will definitely pass on the message. I will contact you anytime if there is any situation with Wanyu."

Shen Ping's expression softened a bit, and he picked up his phone from the table and fiddled with it for a few moments. "I'll send you her contact information and WeChat ID. This girl has a difficult personality; she's very stubborn. Please be understanding of her shortcomings and don't take them to heart."

He paused, his tone becoming more earnest, "If she really doesn't want to come back—don't force her. After all, it's my fault for not doing enough these past years; it's not her fault. Matters between father and daughter can't be rushed."

"I understand. Wanyu's inner knot can't be untied in a day or two, but as long as someone is willing to listen to her and understand her, there will always be a turning point. Don't worry, just leave her to me."

After sending his daughter's contact information to Lin Feng, Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief. The weariness of a father slowly faded from his face, replaced by his calm and composed expression.

"There's one more thing. The province plans to build a fast track in Beiyang District of Zijin City, connecting Beiyang District and the city center, with a total investment of 8 billion yuan. This project is one of the province's key projects for the next few years. It is still in the planning stage, and the specific bidding process will not start until next year. If you are interested, you can prepare in advance. I have already contacted the Department of Transportation, and the project information will be sent to you in advance so you have time to prepare."

Lin Feng raised his glass and clinked it with Shen Ping's. "Thank you, Secretary Shen. Shuke will definitely prepare for this project carefully. With Shuke's current size, we might not be able to handle the general contracting, but we are very confident in our ability to handle subcontracting and supporting projects. It just so happens that General Manager He of Tianlong Group has also been looking for cooperation on infrastructure projects in the province. We can bid together and complement each other's strengths. With your words, I feel much more at ease."

"Tianlong Group has completed many projects in the provincial capital and has rich experience. I trust your two companies to cooperate. I'll have someone send you the specific bidding requirements and qualification thresholds in advance, so you'll have plenty of time to prepare." Shen Ping picked up his teacup and took a sip, his tone returning to its usual businesslike manner, but his eyes held a hint of care for a younger person. "Let's end the meal here. You have a flight to catch tomorrow, so go back and rest early. When you get to Kyoto, please give my regards to Qianqian and be careful on the road. I'll leave Wanyu to you."

Lin Feng stood up, shook hands with Shen Ping, turned around, pushed open the door of the private room, and walked out along the corridor.

Thinking to myself, every family has its own problems!

This newly appointed secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission is powerful and influential outside, but he is helpless when facing his daughter at home, which is quite lamentable.

He took out his phone, saved Shen Wanyu's phone number, and added her WeChat account. Her name was Wanyu, and her profile picture was a black and white kitten.

I just sent a friend request, but it says the other party rejected friend requests from strangers...

What a bad start!

Lin Feng rubbed his temples, hoping things would go more smoothly. He had originally planned to stay in Hohai for another day to spend some quality time with Ye Qinghan before flying to Kyoto.

However, with the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays coinciding, the city's work schedule was packed, including a major safety inspection, security arrangements for the holidays, and several special meetings that she had to personally chair.

Ye Qinghan drove Lin Feng to the roadside at the airport departure level, turned off the engine, unbuckled his seatbelt, turned to the side, reached out to straighten his shirt collar, and paused his fingers on Lin Feng's collarbone.

"Message me when you get to Kyoto. Don't rush to tell Qianqian yet. Pay attention to the matter Shen Ping asked you to do. Wanyu is stubborn, but she's not a bad person. With your sweet talk, you can win me over. Dealing with a college girl shouldn't be a problem." Ye Qinghan lightly traced his Adam's apple with her fingertip, then leaned back in the driver's seat.

"Besides sweet-talking, my mouth can do other things too."

"I know you can do other things. We'll check it out when you get back from Kyoto." Ye Qinghan's lips curved slightly as he fastened his seatbelt again and started the car.

Lin Feng stood by the roadside with his suitcase, watching her taillights merge into the traffic on the airport expressway and gradually disappear into the night before turning around and walking towards the terminal.

He originally planned to tell Shen Qianqian in advance about his trip to Kyoto, giving her a definite arrival time.

However, Shen Ping's request made him temporarily adjust his plans. He intended to take two or three days to contact Shen Wanyu without disturbing Shen Qianqian.

Shen Qianqian still has a week of study abroad time, so there's plenty of time. Shen Ping gave him his daughter's contact information; he needs to win over this stubborn young lady Shen first before going to see Shen Qianqian.

Otherwise, once Shen Qianqian finds out he's in Kyoto, she'll definitely cling to him, making it less convenient for him to visit Shen Wanyu alone.

As the plane climbed into the night, the lights of Hohai City gradually shrank into a golden patch of light through the porthole before disappearing beneath the clouds.

Lin Feng leaned back in the spacious first-class seat, closed his eyes to rest, and slept for nearly four hours until he felt someone gently touch his shoulder.

He opened his eyes to find a first-class flight attendant standing beside him, bending over with a standard professional smile. She wore a dark blue uniform skirt that just passed her knees, revealing her legs encased in flesh-colored stockings. Her hair was styled in a bun, revealing her slender neck and a pair of exquisite pearl earrings.

"Sir, the plane is scheduled to land at Kyoto International Airport in twenty minutes. Please straighten your seat back and stow your tray table." Her voice was soft, and each word was pronounced perfectly.

"Thanks."

A four-hour flight isn't long, but even the most comfortable first-class seat can't compare to a hotel bed. The flight attendant smiled at him again and asked if he'd like another cup of coffee.

Lin Feng waved his hand and said no need. He turned to look out the porthole. Below the clouds, the lights of Kyoto were slowly spreading out in the night, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset on the distant horizon.

This was his first time in Kyoto.

Hohai and Kyoto, one in the south and one in the north, spanning most of the country, the runway lights outside the window grew closer and closer, the plane shook slightly, and the landing gear touched the ground.

The phone was turned back on, and Ye Qinghan's message popped up first—"Message me when you arrive, no matter how late."

Raymond Lam replied with "I landed safely," then put his phone in his pocket, picked up his suitcase, and walked towards the arrival hall.

For the next three days, he had to find Shen Wanyu in this unfamiliar city, complete the task Shen Ping had entrusted to him, and then pick up his Qianqian and take her home.