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

After dinner, Shen Ping called Lin Feng into the study.

The study is at the end of the second-floor corridor. It is not large, but it is very tidy. A map of Jiangbei Province hangs on the wall, and various political and economic books are neatly stacked on the bookshelves.

Shen Ping took out a pack of cigarettes from his desk drawer, pulled one out and handed it to Lin Feng, then lit one for himself. The smoke slowly rose in the study, and twilight had fallen outside the window, with the branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree swaying gently in the evening breeze.

"Xiao Lin, although Wan Yu's personality has changed a lot since she came back this time, I'm her father, and I know her. Her stubbornness hasn't changed at all; once she's made up her mind, she'll never look back. Over the years, she's ignored me, no matter what I said or did, she wouldn't budge. If you hadn't found her in Kyoto this time, my daughter and I might still be silent. I know how she feels about you. You've seen this girl's personality—she won't even give a second glance to people she doesn't like; but she'd give her heart to people she likes. So, in the future, please be more tolerant of her."

"Secretary Shen, please rest assured. I will be careful not to let her suffer any injustice. I know Wanyu's personality to some extent; what she needs is to be understood, not to be disciplined."

"I'm relieved to hear that. I'll come here once a month and stay for two days from now on. Come over whenever you have time and chat with Wanyu. She doesn't have many friends here in Hohai." He said this in a calm tone, but it carried a lot of weight.

As the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Jiangbei Province, his statement to Lin Feng, "Come over when you have time," signifies that he has already considered Lin Feng as one of his own.

From now on, Lin Feng will be able to get a lot of information from the core circle of Jiangbei Province through Shen Ping, which is a privilege that others can only dream of.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Definitely."

The two chatted in the study for almost an hour, from Shen Wanyu's postgraduate entrance exam to the company's development plan, from new energy policies to the province's infrastructure investment direction for next year.

When it got completely dark, Lin Feng stood up to say goodbye, saying it was getting late and he should head back first, and that they would meet again when Secretary Shen came to Hohai next time.

Shen Wanyu took Lin Feng's arm and saw him out.

As soon as I reached the gate of the villa, I saw a middle-aged man in a dark blue executive jacket standing under the osmanthus tree next to the gate, carrying two exquisitely packaged gift boxes in his hands, and he was somewhat hurriedly adjusting his collar.

When he saw Lin Feng come out of the courtyard, he was clearly stunned for a moment. His gaze darted back and forth between Lin Feng and Shen Wanyu, who was holding Lin Feng's arm, as if he was trying to determine the relationship between the two.

Shen Wanyu casually asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Lin Feng recognized the other person; wasn't this Wang Hai, the mayor of Hehai City?

He stepped forward and extended his hand in greeting, "Mayor Wang, what are you doing here?"

Wang Hai had met Lin Feng once or twice and knew that he was Ye Qinghan's daughter's boyfriend and had some reputation in the business world of Hehai City.

She wondered why Lin Feng had come out of the villa, but her face remained expressionless. She shook hands with Lin Feng and said politely, "Mr. Lin, it's been a long time. I've come to pay my respects to Secretary Shen. I was attending a meeting in the provincial capital recently and couldn't get an appointment with him. I heard that Secretary Shen was here, so I came to visit him today."

He paused noticeably when he said the word "I heard".

Shen Ping's residence in Hehai was a semi-public secret, known only to a few people in the province. He had used many favors and pulled strings to find out the address, but he never expected that the first person he would run into at the door would be Lin Feng.

Shen Wanyu glanced at Wang Hai, then at Lin Feng. Seeing that they knew each other, she said, "Then you can go in. My dad is having tea in the pavilion."

Then, pulling Lin Feng's arm, they continued walking towards the entrance of the residential area.

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Wang Hai's face!

Is this girl Secretary Shen's daughter? Why is she so intimate with Lin Feng, even holding his arm? Isn't he Mayor Ye's daughter's boyfriend?

Theoretically speaking, Secretary Shen's daughter and Mayor Ye's daughter should be cousins, so how come they both have anything to do with Lin Feng...?

Wang Hai felt that his brain wasn't working properly.

Having been in officialdom for so many years, this was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation. But he quickly suppressed these thoughts and reassessed Lin Feng's strength in his mind.

Being able to freely enter and leave Shen Ping's private residence, and having Shen Ping's daughter escort him out the door arm in arm, indicates a relationship that far exceeds that of ordinary business partners.

He quickly smiled and nodded, saying "Thank you, Miss Shen," then took a deep breath, straightened his jacket collar, picked up the two gift boxes, and pushed open the door to walk into the yard.

Shen Wanyu took Lin Feng's arm and escorted him to the entrance of the residential area.

Night had fallen, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms drifted in the evening breeze. The streetlights cast long shadows of the two people. She

Standing under the ginkgo tree, her fingers still clutching Lin Feng's sleeve, she suddenly looked up at him.

"Raymond Lam, you still haven't told me—what kind of girl do you like? I'm serious, not joking. Do you like gentle girls or lively girls? Long-haired girls or short-haired girls? Tall girls or short girls? Tell me the truth, don't try to fool me."

"Why are you suddenly asking this? This is a very broad question, and it's hard to explain in a short time. Everyone's personality is different, so you can't generalize."

"So what do you think of my figure? You must have seen it in the room just now. Just tell me the truth, don't worry about my feelings. I just want to know what you really think of me."

Lin Feng glanced down at the other person. He was wearing a white cotton short-sleeved shirt, the top two buttons neatly fastened. He was slender with a petite frame, and the overall impression he gave was that of…

She looked like a female college student who hadn't fully grown up yet; she was clean and innocent, but she certainly didn't have a curvy figure.

After thinking for a moment, I tried to be as sincere as possible: "It looks great. The overall proportions are very harmonious, and it suits your height perfectly. You have a slender build, so you look good in anything."

Shen Wanyu sensed the perfunctoriness in his tone, pouted, loosened her grip on his sleeve, and looked down at her chest.

She poked her small breasts with her finger, muttering somewhat self-consciously, "Do you think my breasts are too small? I've heard that guys like big breasts, but no matter how hard I try, I'm only a B cup. Back in school, my roommates used to joke that I looked like a high school student, underdeveloped. I've tried all those methods I read online—drinking soy milk, eating pig's trotters—but they don't seem to work. How can I make them bigger?"