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

Moreover, the voice didn't sound quite like the shrill, cursing woman on the phone. The voice on the phone was sharper, while the girl in front of me, though speaking in a carefree manner, was completely different.

However, he thought about it again and realized that it was normal for the voice on the phone to be different from the voice in real life. Besides, he had only spoken to Shen Wanyu once on the phone, and she blocked him after exchanging less than two sentences, so his impression of her was already very vague.

Lin Feng decided to agree first and went along with it, sitting down to have breakfast with them. The three of them sat at a table, the ramen steaming hot, the beef sliced ​​evenly, and the eggs fried to a golden brown.

The young delinquent and Xu Momo seemed very interested in Lin Feng, this handsome stranger who had suddenly appeared. They asked him a series of questions, and Xu Momo, in particular, seemed to pay close attention to his outfit.

"Hey handsome, what's your name? You're not from our school, are you? You don't look like a student at all; you look more like a business owner."

While she was talking, she was thinking to herself that this handsome young man's shirt looked expensive, with subtle patterns on the cuffs. She had seen this brand in a department store before, and the fabric of his pants was obviously not cheap.

Lin Feng smiled and recited his prepared explanation: "My name is Lin Feng. I plan to take the postgraduate entrance exam here, and I came to check out the environment today. I didn't eat breakfast this morning, thinking I could just pay to eat, but it turns out I need a meal card. Luckily I ran into you, otherwise I would have been wandering around on an empty stomach all day. Actually, I'm just looking around casually; I haven't decided yet."

"Taking the postgraduate entrance exam? Which major are you planning to study? It's really hard to get into our school. If you have any questions, you can ask me. I've been at Peking University for several years and I know the area very well. If you want to rent a place, don't go through an agency. Just ask me, and I'll tell you which ones are reliable. Those agencies around here are really shady; they specifically target freshmen. I had a junior who got ripped off for six months' rent and almost cried his eyes out. If you trust me, I'll help you find one." Shen Wanyu stirred her noodle soup with her chopsticks and said casually.

Lin Feng noticed that she had several thin tattoos on her fingers. There was a small moon tattooed on the middle finger of her left hand, and a line of English text that was not very clear on the inside of her right wrist. Her nails were painted with black nail polish, but the nails were neatly shaped.

"Yes, although our Wanyu doesn't seem very reliable, she's been here for several years and knows the area better than anyone else. If you really want to take the postgraduate entrance exam, you can't go wrong with her." Xu Momo picked up her coffee cup, took a sip, and her gaze lingered on Lin Feng's face, as if trying to figure out who this handsome guy who suddenly appeared was.

She set down the cup, gently dabbed her lips with a tissue, her movements elegant and composed. "Mr. Lin, where did you do your undergraduate studies?"

"Hohai University. Business Administration major in the School of Business. After graduation, I did some small business, but now I feel that my degree is still not enough, so I want to come back and study for a few more years. The academic atmosphere here is indeed much stronger than at Hohai." Lin Feng said it offhand, without any flaws.

When Shen Wanyu heard the words "Hehai", her eyes flickered subtly, but she quickly returned to normal.

She lowered her head and continued eating her noodles, not asking any further questions. Lin Feng noticed the slight change in her expression, but didn't press the matter further, continuing to chat with her about postgraduate entrance exams and renting an apartment.

Before leaving, Shen Wanyu took out her phone.

"Handsome, let's add each other on WeChat. If you have any questions about taking the postgraduate entrance exam here, you can ask me. I owe you a favor today. Are you sure you didn't get burned? The soy milk was so hot. If you're not feeling well, go to the infirmary right away. Don't hold it in." He spoke with a very serious expression.

Lin Feng took out his phone and scanned her QR code. He took a special look at her WeChat profile picture, which was indeed a black and white tabby cat.

After clicking "add friend" and accepting the request, I saw that her nickname was "Wanyu," which was exactly the same as the WeChat ID Shen Ping had given him.

Lin Feng put his phone back in his pocket, already having a clue: the girl in front of him with dreadlocks, smoky makeup, and a loud, boisterous manner was Shen Ping's only daughter, Shen Wanyu.

Really good fortune.

The daughter Shen Ping described as "quiet, introverted, and stubborn" seems quite different from reality!

Lin Feng suddenly realized that this girl was much more complex and interesting than he had imagined.

……

After this little incident in the morning, Raymond Lam can be said to have turned misfortune into blessing.

He originally just wanted to go to the cafeteria to fill his stomach, but unexpectedly he saved Shen Wanyu and naturally added her on WeChat.

Now he not only has a way to contact her, but he has also left a good impression on her, at least not as "Shen Ping's friend," a position that she finds repulsive.

He planned to keep his true identity hidden for the time being, and not mention the matter Shen Ping had entrusted to him. This Miss Shen's resentment towards her father was deeper than he had anticipated; her words on the phone, "I don't have a father," were enough to explain everything.

If I were to rashly reveal my hand now, I'd probably be blocked immediately, and all the goodwill I'd worked so hard to build up today would be wiped out in an instant.

We can only take it one step at a time and try to get to know her better first.

Back at the hotel at noon, Lin Feng had just lain down to take a nap when his phone vibrated.

When I picked it up, I saw it was a WeChat message from Xu Momo.

The profile picture was a photo of someone in business attire standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window in an office building, and the nickname was "Momoo". The message was brief: "Mr. Lin, are you free at noon? I'd like to invite you to lunch and also apologize on behalf of Wanyu. After all, she dirtied your pants, and as her roommate, I should do my part."

Lin Feng looked at the message and a slight smile appeared on his lips. The other party's intentions were not pure!

This morning, during our chat, Xu Momo inquired about him intentionally or unintentionally—asking where he worked, what business he ran, and which hotel he stayed at. Her sharp eyes lingered on him for a significantly longer period than is typical in social situations.

Now that she's proactively inviting him to dinner, her motives are probably not so pure. However, he can take advantage of this opportunity—Xu Momo is Shen Wanyu's roommate, and since they spend so much time together, she must know a lot about Shen Wanyu.

If we start with her, we might be able to get some useful information.

"How could I let such a beautiful lady treat me to dinner? Luckily, I know a Korean BBQ restaurant nearby. I'll make a reservation. I'll send you the address at noon."

He sent the address of the barbecue restaurant.

As expected, Xu Momo replied almost instantly after seeing the address, saying she was very honored and a little embarrassed.

She was lying on her dormitory bed when she saw the address Lin Feng had sent her: a high-end Korean BBQ restaurant in the heart of Kyoto's CBD.

I had read reviews online before, and this restaurant has a high average cost per person, starting at 1688 yuan. All the ingredients are imported, and you need to pay extra to reserve a private room.