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

The next morning, Xu Momo woke up in Lin Feng's arms.

She gently lifted his arm that was draped over her waist, stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

As the hot water rinsed her body, she looked at the faint red marks below her collarbone in the mirror and, recalling the intimacy of the previous night, her ears involuntarily turned a little red.

She changed into the Chanel fitted trench coat she had bought yesterday, layered over a white silk shirt, and paired it with a Givenchy dark gray pencil skirt. Her long, slender legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, extended from beneath the skirt, and she wore beige pointed-toe stilettos.

She carefully applied light makeup in front of the mirror, putting on nude pink lipstick. She looked both capable and charming, even more refined than yesterday.

After she finished getting ready, Lin Feng woke up, leaned against the headboard, and lit a cigarette.

Hearing the noise, Xu Momo immediately put down her makeup brush and went to the tea room to make him a cup of honey water. She used a ceramic cup provided by the hotel, and the temperature was just right. "Awake? I made you some honey water. You drank quite a bit last night, this will make you feel better. I adjusted the temperature, it's not too hot, just right to drink."

I put the water glass on the bedside table, then squatted down to straighten his slippers, took the clothes he was going to wear today out of his suitcase, and carefully checked them for any wrinkles.

There was a small, barely noticeable stain on the cuff of her shirt. She gently rubbed it with her fingers, then wiped it with a wet wipe before hanging it on the closet door. Her movements were light and practiced, as if she were born to do it.

"You're quite good at taking care of people. Did you sleep well last night? Did you have any strange dreams?" Lin Feng picked up his honey water, took a sip, and leaned against the headboard, watching her busy herself around.

"I slept really well. My arm is a little sore though, you were pressing on me all night, and I didn't dare move for fear of waking you." Xu Momo sat down on the bedside, reached out to straighten his wrinkled collar, and gently traced his collarbone with her fingers. "But I'm willing. It's my blessing to be able to take care of you like this. I never realized I liked taking care of people so much before, maybe it's because of you. By the way, what are your plans for today? Do you need me to come with you? I'll start sounding out Wanyu when I get back, don't worry, I know what to say. She's the type who responds better to gentle persuasion than force, I know better than anyone how to talk to her."

"Take care of Wanyu first. Remember, probe her indirectly first, find out her true feelings about going home, don't try to persuade her right away. If you can get her to open up, you've already succeeded halfway." Lin Feng stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, threw back the covers, and got out of bed.

"I understand. I'll chat with her about everyday things first, then slowly steer the conversation towards her dad. Don't worry, I won't arouse her suspicion. I'll go change my shoes now—by the way, are you going out today? The weather outside looks pretty nice. If you're going out, remember to bring a jacket; it gets cool in the mornings and evenings in Kyoto in autumn."

"Let's go out! I'll go buy you a car first."

Xu Momo paused for a moment.

She looked up at Lin Feng, her lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something but wasn't sure if he was joking. She was stunned for several seconds before she reacted.

"A car? Buy it for me? Honey! You already spent hundreds of thousands yesterday, if you buy another car I..."

"I promised you yesterday, and I'll definitely keep my word today. You're my woman now. What kind of car do you drive? A taxi? A bus? Or a shared bike? You're my woman, Lin Feng's woman. You can't be inferior to anyone else when you go out." He said this as he walked into the bathroom to start washing up, his voice coming through the half-open door.

Xu Momo stood beside her suitcase, her fingers gripping the belt of her trench coat tightly. She looked down at her brand-new Chanel outfit, then at the latest model phone on her bedside table, and then at the LV shopping bags she had received yesterday. It all felt so unreal.

Buying a car? She hadn't even considered it. She thought the bags and clothes she bought yesterday were the limit, but she never expected Lin Feng to have something even bigger to offer.

After breakfast, Lin Feng took her to a nearby Xiaomi car direct sales store. Several newly launched cars were parked in the showroom, their streamlined bodies gleaming with a soft metallic sheen under the lights.

Xu Momo followed behind Lin Feng, linking her arm with his, her heart involuntarily quickening. She noticed several sales consultants in the showroom were looking them over—or more precisely, over her limited-edition LV bag.

The feeling of being watched made her both nervous and enjoyable, and the fingers holding Lin Feng's arm unconsciously tightened a little.

"Hello sir, welcome to Xiaomi Auto. Is this your first time visiting? Do you have a sales consultant you've booked in advance?" A young female salesperson in a dark gray uniform quickly approached, a standard professional smile on her face. Her gaze swept quickly across Lin Feng's wristwatch, and her smile widened.

"No appointment made. Do you have any SU7s, the high-spec version, in stock?"

"Yes, yes, the SU7 high-end version currently offers four colors to choose from—Space Gray, Aurora Blue, Pearl White, and a limited-edition Champagne color. The Champagne color is the top-of-the-line model, and there's only one available in the showroom right now. The specifications are here, please take a look. This car is equipped with the latest intelligent driving system, and its range is the longest among all the available colors. The interior features beige Nappa leather, a panoramic sunroof, and an in-vehicle intelligent system."

The salesperson quickly grabbed a configuration sheet from the display stand and handed it to Lin Feng, then pointed to the champagne-colored SU7 in the center of the showroom, which was shining brightly under the spotlight, his tone filled with barely concealed anticipation.

"No need to look at the specifications. Just take this champagne-colored one. I'm in a hurry, let's get the paperwork done." Lin Feng took out his black credit card from his pocket and handed it to the salesperson, his tone very calm.

The saleswoman paused, her hands trembling slightly as she took the credit card. She'd worked at this showroom for almost two years and seen many wealthy people, but this was the first time she'd encountered someone walk in and swipe their card to pick up a top-of-the-line car within minutes. "Yes, sir! Please wait a moment, I'll prepare the contract and delivery paperwork right away! Xiao Li, pour coffee for our two VIPs—use the best beans!"

Xu Momo stood beside the champagne-colored SU7, her fingers gently tracing the smooth paint surface. The champagne color shimmered faintly under the light, and the paint was inlaid with fine metallic particles, creating varying shades and depths as the angle changed.

Looking through the car window at the beige leather seats and the high-tech central control screen, my heart was pounding as if it would jump out of my throat.