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

The next afternoon, at Hohai Airport.

Wang Yue and Ma Qingqing took the noon flight, each dragging a suitcase as they walked out of the arrival gate. Wang Yue was wearing a white shirt and trousers, her hair neatly tied back, looking capable and efficient.

Ma Qingqing followed beside her, wearing a pale yellow dress. The long flight had left her looking a little tired, but her eyes lit up immediately when she saw Lin Feng waiting at the exit.

"Brother Lin!" She quickened her pace, her high heels clicking loudly on the airport terminal floor.

Lin Feng took the suitcase from her hands and casually brushed the stray hairs that had been ruffled by the air conditioning behind her ear: "Are you tired?"

"It was alright, I slept for a while on the plane." Ma Qingqing looked up at him, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

"How's the progress in Ning County?" Lin Feng asked Wang Yue as he walked towards the parking lot.

"The factory building is already up and running. The main structure was topped out last month, and we're currently doing interior decoration and water and electricity installation. The equipment is also arriving gradually—three production lines in the first batch, and four in the second. We expect to have them all installed and tested by next month. The coordination with the local government is going very smoothly. The county's investment promotion office has assigned a liaison officer to work with us, and their efficiency is higher than expected," Wang Yue reported clearly and logically, her tone as steady and professional as ever. "Regarding recruitment, the local labor market is quite abundant, and the first batch of skilled workers has already completed training and started working. We'll need to bring in a few mid-level managers from Hehai to train them for a while. I've already drafted a list, and I'll send it to your email later."

"Okay. I'll take a look at the list tonight. If there are no problems, we can just go through the motions at Wednesday's meeting and finalize it." Lin Feng put the two suitcases into the trunk and opened the back door for Wang Yue to get in.

Ma Qingqing sat in the passenger seat, while Wang Yue went home first.

After the car left the airport expressway, she gradually felt sleepy. She leaned back in her seat and her head bobbed up and down, but she forced herself to stay awake and occasionally glanced at Lin Feng driving.

I spent half a month in Ning County, busy with construction sites, coordinating with the government, and organizing personnel training. I was essentially used as a half-project manager. It wasn't that it was particularly tough, I just wanted to come back as soon as possible.

Lin Feng didn't go straight back to the company. Instead, he drove to the downtown commercial district. He parked in the underground garage, turned to Wang Yue and told her to wait in the car for a while, then took Ma Qingqing upstairs.

"I'll go buy you some clothes." He pressed the elevator's up button, glanced down at her pale yellow dress, and said, "You've been in Ning County for so long, you haven't had time to buy clothes for the changing season, have you?"

Ma Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes reddened.

It wasn't about the price, it was about the thoughtfulness. While she was busy as a bee in Ning County, no one ever asked her if she needed new clothes for the changing seasons. Ma Qingqing looked down at the tips of her high heels, suppressing her soreness for a long time.

"Come on, the elevator's here." Lin Feng gently pushed her lower back.

Once inside the mall, Lin Feng took her to several brands she usually liked, where she picked out two dresses, a trench coat, and a pair of ankle boots, as well as a set of skincare products for the changing seasons.

When Ma Qingqing was trying on clothes, she peeked out of the fitting room and whispered to Lin Feng, "It's too expensive." Lin Feng said, "Come out and let me see you after you've put it on," and she obediently went back inside and changed. After leaving the mall and returning to the car, Ma Qingqing sat in the passenger seat carrying shopping bags, her eyes still a little red.

Lin Feng first drove to the apartment building where Ma Qingqing rented.

He helped her retrieve her luggage and shopping bags from the trunk and carried them to the elevator. Suddenly, Ma Qingqing turned around, tiptoed, and quickly kissed him on the lips. Then, blushing, she retreated into the elevator and pressed the close button.

"Go home and rest for a few days. I'll give you three days off." Lin Feng waved towards the elevator.

Before the elevator doors closed, he saw Ma Qingqing standing inside, carrying shopping bags in both hands, nodding vigorously at him.

The car drove for less than thirty-five minutes before arriving at Wang Yue's rented apartment. It was closer to the company than Ma Qingqing's place, the surrounding area was quiet, the property management was good, and the hallways were very clean.

The apartment wasn't large, just one bedroom and one living room, but it was kept clean and tidy. A laptop and several documents were on the coffee table, a thin blanket was folded on the sofa, and sticky notes with to-do items were stuck on the refrigerator. It was her usual style, very organized.

The door closed behind me.

Lin Feng wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, lowered his head, and pressed his lips to her earlobe, his voice low: "You've had a tough time these past few days."

Wang Yue's back was pressed against his chest, and she could feel his body heat seeping through her shirt. She closed her eyes, leaned back against him, and didn't say anything. After a few seconds of silence, she turned around, cupped his face in her hands, and kissed him.

Lin Feng bent down, scooped her up from behind her knees, and carried her straight to the bathroom. Wang Yue wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his shoulder, and breathed a little more rapidly than usual, but she wasn't nervous.

Wang Yue's breathing became completely disordered. Her fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt on the back. Normally, she was calm and composed in any situation, but at this moment, in Lin Feng's arms, she forgot all about calmness and self-control. She simply pressed her face against his chest, feeling the vibration of his chest as he spoke.

"You've been working hard lately." He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Once her breathing had calmed down, Wang Yue whispered a few words, her voice a little hoarse: "Lin Feng, I have never regretted following you."

"Then today... I'll completely hand you over to you!" Lin Feng said, his hand already reaching up to her.

The night outside the window had completely fallen, and the city lights shone into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains.

The next morning, Wang Yue was already awake when sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

She lay on her side, one hand supporting her chin, quietly watching the person sleeping beside her. The traces of last night were still there: a small, light red mark below her collarbone, and several finger marks on her shoulder.

She didn't try to cover it up; she just gently gathered her hair, which was scattered on the pillow, to one side, making a very light movement so as not to wake him.

About ten minutes later, Lin Feng opened his eyes. He saw Wang Yue looking down at him, her hair falling down and brushing against his shoulder, carrying a faint scent of shampoo.

"How long have you been watching?"

"Not long," Wang Yue said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "She just woke up too."

Wang Yue turned over to get out of bed to prepare breakfast, but Lin Feng pulled her back. The blanket was rolled up and wrapped around the two of them, and Wang Yue's head fell back onto the pillow, where he kissed her lips.

She responded with her eyes closed, her fingers gently resting on the back of his neck.

After cuddling for a while, the two finally got up.

Lin Feng leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching her back. Her shirt was tucked into her skirt, revealing her slender waist and upright posture, just like she did in the office.

The base of her ears still had a very faint pink tinge that hadn't completely faded since last night.

After breakfast, Raymond Lam drove to He Qianwen's villa.