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

Premium Korean beef tenderloin, black pork belly, king crab legs, steamed truffle egg, and Korean seafood pancakes filled the entire table.

Lin Feng had ordered the most expensive dishes on the menu in advance. Xu Momo looked at the table of food, a glint of light flashing in her eyes, secretly excited.

She had seen reviews of this restaurant online before; the average cost per person was very high. The price of just this plate of premium Korean beef was enough for her to eat at the school cafeteria for several months.

Moreover, this is a private room with a minimum spending requirement, so the total cost of this meal is at least tens of thousands.

Lin Feng's casual attitude when ordering food, as if he were ordering barbecue at a roadside stall, indicates that this level of spending is commonplace for him.

The man was even wealthier than she had imagined.

"Ms. Xu, please try this Korean beef. The beef here is air-freighted and is said to be supplied to Michelin-starred restaurants in Korea. I'm not too picky about food, but this restaurant has a good reputation in Kyoto, so I made a reservation here. What do you think of the ambiance? If you think the private room is too small, we can go somewhere else next time." Lin Feng casually introduced the restaurant, placing a slice of grilled Korean beef on her plate.

"Mr. Lin, you're too kind. This meal should have been my treat, and I feel even worse that you've gone to so much trouble. But since you insist, I'll gladly accept—here, let me grill it for you. I spent half a year on exchange in Korea, and while I didn't learn much else, my grilling skills are impeccable. Try my cooking; I guarantee it'll taste better than you can grill yourself. You should try this beef tongue first; it's the first slice I grilled, and it's cooked just right." As she spoke, she picked up the grill tongs and skillfully placed several slices of Korean beef tenderloin on the grill. The high temperature of the charcoal made the meat sizzle instantly, and the fat dripped into the charcoal, sending up wisps of smoke.

When she turned to the side to pinch the meat, the low-cut neckline opened slightly, and the fair skin on her chest glowed with a faint pink under the glow of the charcoal fire, appearing and disappearing.

As I bent down to pour him tea, my arm brushed against his elbow, leaving a faint scent of perfume.

"Ms. Xu, did you study abroad in South Korea? What did you study?"

"International trade. However, I'm not very interested in my major; I minored in arts management. Actually, I'd like to do something related to fashion, such as brand operations or luxury goods management. I've always been very interested in this area and follow many fashion bloggers. Like Mr. Lin's shirt today, if I'm not mistaken, it must be custom-made, right? The subtle pattern on the cuffs is very unique; it's a style you can't buy on the market. And that watch you're wearing, it's a limited edition. I saw it in a magazine before; the boutiques don't have it in stock, you have to order it from the manufacturer. You have excellent taste."

As she spoke, her gaze lingered on Lin Feng's wrist for several seconds, her eyes widening slightly before quickly returning to normal.

"You know so much about fashion? This watch was a gift from a friend, I don't usually wear it. It just happens to match this outfit today, so I just took it out." Lin Feng picked up his teacup and took a sip, his tone very calm, but he kept observing Xu Momo's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

"A gift from a friend? Then this friend must be very close to you. This watch isn't something just anyone can buy; it was initially released in limited quantities only in Europe, and many watch shops couldn't even get their own allocation. I guess Mr. Lin's circle of friends must be quite impressive, and you yourself are definitely not an ordinary person... You have a very special aura about you, how should I put it, it's that feeling of being able to control the situation no matter what it is. You're different from other guys; your eyes are very steady when you speak, you can tell at a glance that you've seen the world." Her voice was sweet but not cloying, every word seemed to precisely target Lin Feng's sweet spot.

While eating, Lin Feng subtly inquired about Shen Wanyu's situation. Xu Momo, unsuspecting, casually chatted with him while flipping the pork belly on the grill.

"Wanyu and I have been roommates since freshman year. We've been living together in our graduate school dorm room ever since, and we have a great relationship. At first, I thought she was a bit strange. She didn't talk much and didn't interact with people much. I wondered if she had some kind of problem with me. But as we got to know each other better, I found out that she's actually quite loyal. She's just not good at expressing herself. She has a small social circle. She basically stays in her dorm room reading or drawing tattoo designs every day. She occasionally works part-time at a cat cafe and doesn't go out much on weekends. She doesn't seem to go home much. She's always alone in her dorm room during holidays."

Lin Feng nodded after hearing this, but didn't ask too many questions about Shen Wanyu, for fear of arousing Xu Momo's suspicion.

The topic then shifted to herself.

"And what about you? What are your plans after graduation? Will you stay in Kyoto or go to another city?"

"Well, I haven't completely decided yet. There are many opportunities in Kyoto, but the competition is fierce. If a suitable opportunity arises, I'd like to move to another city. By the way, I'm currently single and don't have a boyfriend. My attitude towards relationships is 'better to be single than in a bad relationship.' I hope to find someone compatible, ambitious, and someone I can grow with. I don't like spendthrift playboys or mama's boys who lack their own opinions. I think the most important thing in a relationship is mutual growth, not mutual drain. And I believe girls must be independent, not dependent on men, and have their own careers and pursuits."

Xu Momo spoke with great sincerity and clear eyes. If Lin Feng hadn't been a man of many experience, he might have believed her.

After speaking, the other person picked up a slice of grilled beef tongue and placed it on Lin Feng's plate. The movement of his arm caused his collar to open slightly, revealing a small patch of fair skin below his collarbone.

As Lin Feng ate the grilled meat she picked up, he secretly sneered to himself.

Since the girl sat down, she has looked him up and down several times, from his shirt to his watch, from the quality of his order to the tact of his speech; she has noticed every detail.

Every word she uttered and every action she took seemed meticulously planned. However, her service was indeed impeccable—serving tea and water, proactively picking out meat for her, and speaking with a sweet and considerate tone.

Throughout the meal, Lin Feng seemed to enjoy being waited on. Moreover, her figure was indeed quite good, especially her long legs encased in flesh-colored stockings, which were faintly visible under the table. Occasionally, when she bent down to pick up food, her neckline would slightly open, revealing the fair skin below her collarbone and the edge of her lace bra.

He reached out to place his hand on her thigh, but as soon as his fingertips touched the smooth surface of the stockings, Xu Momo subtly moved her leg to the side and raised her glass to toast him.

"Mr. Lin, let me toast you. It's been a pleasure meeting you today. You're the most tasteful man I've ever met. Your attire and mannerisms make me feel very comfortable. I hope we'll have the opportunity to dine together again like today." After clinking glasses, she tilted her head back and took a small sip, leaving a faint lipstick mark on the rim of her glass. Her movements were so natural, as if she hadn't noticed his touch at all.

Lin Feng picked up his wine glass and took a sip, thinking to himself that this girl certainly knew how to have fun.

She wanted to pique the interest of this rich second-generation heir, but she didn't want him to think it would be too easy to get what he wanted.

Playing hard to get? Interesting!

However, he didn't have much time left. In any case, he had already achieved most of the purpose of this meal, and had learned a lot of information about Shen Wanyu from Xu Momo.

Shen Wanyu doesn't go home for holidays, loves cats, works part-time at a cat cafe, and has a cold exterior but a warm interior personality, which basically matches Ye Qinghan's description.

As for Xu Momo herself, we'll have to find an opportunity to contact her in the next day or two.

Thinking of this, he put down his glass, picked up a piece of Korean beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

This game seems to have only just begun!