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

"Oh my, isn't this Momo? Long time no see! What are you doing here? Coming to browse around?" Wei Jing's gaze swept over Xu Momo, then landed on Lin Feng next to her. Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if trying to figure out who this man was.

As she spoke, she deliberately lifted the newly purchased LV shopping bag in her hand, making the huge brand logo on the bag even more eye-catching. "Today is my birthday, and my husband specially brought me here to buy a gift. Look, this bag costs over 30,000 yuan, and he swiped his card without saying a word. Is your boyfriend—your new boyfriend? Why didn't you introduce him? I've never seen you bring him before. Could it be someone you just met? Momo, you change boyfriends so quickly, even faster than me. Didn't you say you were single last month? You're already taken? But then again, with your looks and qualities, you can find anyone you want."

When he mentioned the word "conditions," there was a hint of sourness in his tone. His gaze swept over Xu Momo's light blue silk shirt and white pencil skirt, and he secretly compared the differences between himself and her.

Xu Momo's expression changed slightly, and her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the strap of her handbag.

Wei Jing was from her hometown. The two had a good relationship when they first entered university. In fact, it could be said that Wei Jing was the one who brought her into this circle.

He taught her how to do makeup, how to dress, and how to interact with rich men, instilling in her various ideas about marrying into a wealthy family.

Back then, they often went to parties with rich kids together, studied how to tell a man's financial status, and even made a list of targets to "fish for rich men".

Later, because they both fell for a rich second-generation heir who drove a Porsche, the two had a complete falling out.

Wei Jing won the argument; the other party outmaneuvered her, preemptively establishing a relationship with the rich second-generation heir and posting several intimate photos on social media to deliberately provoke Xu Momo.

Although the relationship only lasted a few months, it still bothered Xu Momo.

For the past two years, Wei Jing has been kept by a middle-aged boss who works in engineering. It is said that she receives tens of thousands of yuan a month just for living expenses. Every few days, she posts pictures of bags, cosmetics, and various luxury goods on her WeChat Moments. Each time she posts, she also adds a Versailles-style caption, such as "My husband is spending money recklessly again. I told him not to, but he insisted on buying it."

This made Xu Momo feel resentful. In terms of looks, education, and temperament, how was she not better than Wei Jing?

Why is it that Wei Jing can find a sugar daddy to support her, while she's still hooking up with unreliable rich kids at school?

Every time she saw Wei Jing showing off her new bag on WeChat Moments, she was filled with envy, but she didn't have any money herself, and she would have to save up her living expenses for several months to buy a decent bag.

Standing in front of Wei Jing, that familiar sense of defeat surged up again, and the ordinary handbag in her hand, worth a few hundred yuan, suddenly seemed particularly shabby.

Xu Mo forced a smile and was about to speak when she suddenly felt a warm and strong hand wrap around her waist.

The pressure was neither too light nor too heavy; his fingertips gently pinched the soft flesh on her side, as if it were a hint or a declaration of ownership.

She was slightly taken aback, then smelled the faint scent of tobacco and woody perfume on Lin Feng, and immediately realized that Lin Feng was supporting her.

Without thinking too much, she instinctively leaned her body closer to Lin Feng, and naturally took his arm, her fingers tightly gripping the fabric of his shirt cuff.

"MoMo, is this your friend?" Lin Feng looked down at Xu MoMo, his tone gentle and natural, as if he hadn't seen the smug look on Wei Jing's face at all.

"Darling, you're here." Xu Momo's voice carried a hint of coquettishness that she rarely showed. She herself was a little surprised that she could call him that so naturally.

Looking up at Lin Feng, her eyes held a hint of nervous pleading, she said, "This is Wei Jing, an old friend from my hometown. We met in our freshman year of college, and it's been a long time since we last saw each other. It's her birthday today, and her husband accompanied her to buy a bag."

"Oh, fellow villager." Lin Feng nodded to Wei Jing, his tone indifferent, as if he were greeting someone unimportant.

Then he turned to look at Xu Momo, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Today is the first day we officially became a couple, and I want to give you a few gifts. Take a look and see what you like, pick whatever you like, don't worry about saving me money."

As she spoke, she led Xu Momo to the counter and pointed to a limited edition LV bag in the most prominent position of the display case. The bag was placed separately on a display stand with a glass cover, and a long string of numbers was printed on the price tag next to it.

Xu Momo almost lost her balance when she saw the price. Her fingers gripped Lin Feng's sleeve tightly as she tiptoed closer to his ear, whispering urgently, "Honey, this costs over 80,000! It's too expensive. We really don't need to buy something so pricey. How about we get something cheaper? Look, the one next to it is quite nice too."

Lin Feng looked down at her nervous expression, smiled, and gently patted the back of her hand that was wrapped around his arm. He then said to the sales assistant, "Miss, besides this bag that costs 80,000, I'll take all four bags in the display case. Yes, all four of them, please."

The store fell silent instantly.

Even the air seemed to freeze!

The tall saleswoman's professional smile hadn't even faded before it turned into an expression of disbelief.

Xu Momo's eyes widened, her fingers gripping Lin Feng's shirt cuff tightly. Her lips moved, her voice trembling with shock: "These add up to...it'll cost seven or eight hundred thousand! Honey, you're not kidding me, are you? Are you drunk? Shouldn't you reconsider?"

"I think it's a great deal, it's only a little bit all together. Consider it a celebration of our first day together." Lin Feng took out the black credit card from his pocket, held it between two fingers and handed it to the sales assistant. He turned to Xu Momo with a slight smile, gently pinching her chin. "From now on, just tell me what you like. Don't worry about saving money for me. I'm never stingy with my woman. You look great in this outfit today, and even better with the new bag."

The sales assistant took the credit card with both hands. She had worked at LV for more than two years and had seen many wealthy people, but this was the first time she had ever seen someone buy several limited edition items at once.

Holding the credit card in both hands, I pressed the confirmation button on the machine. The crisp, pleasant beep echoed for a long time in the quiet store.

The other sales assistants quickly got to work, deftly putting on white gloves and taking the bags out of the display case one by one. They carefully wrapped them in special dust bags and then put them into exquisite shopping bags printed with a huge LV logo.

Several shopping bags were lined up on the counter, each bearing the iconic gold logo, which gleamed under the lights.

Seeing this scene, Wei Jing's smug smile finally vanished completely. She looked down at the bag in her hand that cost just over 30,000 yuan, then at the row of LV shopping bags on the counter, her expression shifting from smugness to resentment, and then to embarrassment.

Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something to save face, but the middle-aged man next to her had already grabbed her arm and was pulling her out, scolding her in a low voice, "What are you still standing there for? Other people bought several limited editions in one go, and you only bought a basic one and you're still making a fool of yourself here. Come on, come on, you've completely embarrassed us today!"

Wei Jing stumbled as she was pulled, almost dropping her LV shopping bag. She glanced back at Xu Momo.

There was resentment and jealousy in his eyes...

There was also an inexplicable envy, and then she was dragged away by the man and disappeared at the shop entrance.