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

Turning her head to look at Lin Feng, she lowered her voice, her tone tinged with disbelief, "Honey, I just peeked at the spec sheet, and the top-of-the-line model costs hundreds of thousands. Are you really going to buy me such an expensive car? I've only had my driver's license for less than a year, and my driving skills are so-so. What if I scratch it? How about we buy a cheaper one first? Like one that costs around 100,000, I think that would be fine. I'm afraid driving such a nice car would be too flashy."

"If your skills aren't good, practice slowly. Everyone starts as a beginner. If you get scratched, get it repaired. If it can't be fixed, just buy another one. What's wrong with showing off? Isn't that the effect we want?" Lin Feng leaned against the display car, arms crossed, and couldn't help but smile as he looked at Xu Momo's excited yet nervous expression.

After completing the formalities, Xu Momo sat in the driver's seat, her fingers carefully touching the leather-wrapped steering wheel, her fingertips gently tracing the delicate texture of the NAPPA leather.

The blue ambient lighting on the instrument panel illuminates, and the central control screen automatically starts, displaying various vehicle parameters and intelligent driving options.

I sat in the driver's seat and adjusted the rearview mirror and seat angle several times, feeling as excited as a child who had just received a new toy.

"How is it? Do you like it? Try out the seat heating function. It's cold in Kyoto in winter, so this is very useful. There's also intelligent driving, so you can take your hands off when you're on the highway. Get familiar with the operation first, there's no rush to drive." Lin Feng opened the passenger door and got in.

"I love you. I love you so much. I feel like I used up all my luck in this life to meet you. You know, before, when I went shopping with Wei Jing, she would always brag about the things her godfather bought for her, and I could only listen from the sidelines, feeling really resentful. Now it's finally my turn. Lin Feng, don't worry, I will definitely do my best to handle the things you asked me to do. I will find a way to deal with Wan Yu. She is my best friend, but I know that you are the one I can rely on for the rest of my life." She turned her head to look at Lin Feng, her eyes slightly red, and her voice trembled with a sob that she tried hard to suppress.

"Don't get agitated. Drive back to school first and pack your things. Once you're back, proceed as planned—first, find out what Wanyu is thinking and what her attitude is towards going home. Remember, don't bring up her dad right away; talk to her about everyday things and let her open up. You've been her roommate for several years; you know her personality better than I do. If she resists, try a different approach, starting with your own experiences to empathize with her. She's not a child anymore; she understands some things, she just needs a way to back down. Also, I've bought you everything you needed, and I'll transfer your monthly allowance to your account on time. Remember what you said—you're my canary; you need to know what you should and shouldn't do."

"Don't worry, darling, I know what I'm doing." Xu nodded vigorously.

"You go back to school first, I'll go back to the hotel by myself."

Xu Momo naturally carried out Lin Feng's arrangements to the letter.

Lin Feng got out of the car, lit a cigarette at the entrance of the showroom, and watched Xu Momo drive the brand-new champagne-colored SU7 slowly out of the parking lot.

The taillights flashed twice in the morning light and disappeared around the street corner. He leaned against a pillar at the entrance of the showroom, finished his cigarette, stubbed it out, and threw it in the trash can.

Spending this little money was a small sum for him. As long as he could accomplish what Shen Ping had entrusted to him, the other party's reward would be more than just one or two million. Moreover, he had also acquired a canary chick in Kyoto. No matter how you looked at it, this deal was a sure thing.

I took out my phone to check the time and started walking towards the hotel.

Not long after returning to the hotel, Xu Momo sent a message saying that she had arrived at the dormitory.

Meanwhile, in the graduate student dormitory of Yenching University, Shen Wanyu was sitting cross-legged at her desk, eating an apple and watching variety shows. When she saw Xu Momo push the door open and come in, she almost dropped the half-eaten apple on the keyboard.

His eyes widened, his gaze sweeping down from the new sunglasses Xu Momo was wearing, past the exquisitely tailored Chanel trench coat, past the limited-edition LV bag on her shoulder, and finally landing on the Balenciaga chunky sneakers on her feet. He tossed the apple into the trash can, jumped off the chair, and circled Xu Momo several times.

"Holy crap, Momo, did you win the lottery or rob a bank? This outfit must be worth six figures! Don't tell me you bought it yourself. I've lived with you for years, and every single piece of clothing in your closet was bought on sale. Come on, tell me the truth, what's going on? You didn't come home all night last night, and you didn't reply to my messages. I thought something had happened to you, and I almost called the police. And here you are today, all radiant? Also, why did you change your phone? Is it the latest model? This color hasn't been officially released in China yet, right? Scalpers are selling it for tens of thousands of yuan apiece. Where did you get it?" Shen Wanyu stared wide-eyed, her eyes, heavy with eyeshadow, as if she had discovered a new continent. She poked at the metal logo of the LV bag on Xu Momo's shoulder, clicking her tongue in amazement.

Xu silently placed the shopping bags, large and small, on the bed, and while tidying up, she made up a story without batting an eye. "I didn't win the lottery, and I didn't rob a bank. Yesterday afternoon, while I was reading in the library, I happened to run into a friend of a friend I met during my exchange program in Korea—he's an internet entrepreneur, several years older than me, and his company just got Series B funding; he's worth hundreds of millions. We chatted and found we really clicked. He had just broken up with his girlfriend, and I'm single too, so we had dinner together and went to see a movie. He bought all of this for me. He said he likes independent and assertive girls like me and that he'll cherish me. I think I've finally met the right person, and I'm going to settle down and focus on this relationship. I won't mess around anymore; all that previous nonsense was just fooling around."

"Really? You always said he was your soulmate, but after dating for only a few days you complained that he wasn't rich enough. Are you really committed this time? Is this guy reliable? What's his name? How old is he? What does he do? Don't get scammed again."

"Wanyu, don't worry. He's different. Really different. I'll keep it a secret for now, and introduce you when the time is right. You'll find out later anyway. I've thought about it. I was too demanding before, always thinking the next one would be better. But after meeting him, I realized that some people are worth cherishing."

Xu Momo sat down on the edge of the bed, put his arm around Shen Wanyu's shoulder, and spoke with a rare seriousness. He reached out and picked up the unopened can of beer on the bedside table, pulled the tab, and handed it to Shen Wanyu. He also opened a can for himself.

As for Raymond Lam's identity, she will not reveal it; it is her own little secret.

Although Shen Wanyu felt that her progress was too fast, seeing the sweet expression she had never shown to any man before, she couldn't say anything. She just muttered, "You said yesterday that you would stay sober, and today you've fallen for her," and then leaned back in her chair and took a sip of beer.

Xu Momo hung her newly bought clothes into the closet one by one, and put her new phone on the bedside table to charge.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up a bag of potato chips, opened it, and leaned against Shen Wanyu, beginning to probe her as Lin Feng had instructed. "By the way, Wanyu, Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day are coming up soon, two holidays in a row. How are you planning to spend such a long holiday? Do you want to go home and visit? Didn't you say your dad called you last time? Maybe he misses you."

"I'm not going back. There's no point in going back; I get annoyed just looking at his face. I'm planning to go to the animal shelter this afternoon to see the new stray cats they took in, and then go hiking tomorrow. Anyway, it's a holiday and there are too many people, so it's all the same wherever I go. I might as well stay in Kyoto for some peace and quiet." Shen Wanyu flipped through her phone without looking up, her tone very calm, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.