After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

In late September, the weather in Yanjing (Beijing) began to cool down.

Wei Yi realized that he had completely become a hands-off manager.

Su Lai oversees the singing, Chen Xinyi and Jin Shilin manage the tea drinks, Lin Siyan oversees the finances, and stocks and Bitcoin only need to be checked occasionally.

I have no classes on Friday afternoons; I've been living at school for a week now.

I really miss my sister, and I think she should be doing well by now.

He decided to go home and walked along Xueyuan Road towards Zhichun East Lane.

As I passed by a gym, I saw a blue sign that read "Iron-Blooded Fitness" and a sign advertising monthly memberships.

Anyway, I'm just killing time. That set of internal martial arts is fine for nourishing qi and strengthening the body, but for building muscle and shaping the body, I'll have to rely on equipment.

Why not give it a try?

He got a trial card and pushed open the door to the free training area. As soon as he stepped inside, he saw someone.

A tight-fitting sports vest, high-elasticity pants, and a chestnut ponytail bounced between her shoulder blades as she squatted.

The weight plates on the barbell attracted frequent glances from several boys nearby.

Of course, her figure is even more eye-catching.

Wei Yi stood at the door for three seconds before daring to recognize it.

"Sister Se-rin?"

Kim Se-rin glanced at him in the mirror, her hands still working on the barbell, and did two more before putting it back on the rack.

She wiped the sweat from her chin with a towel and turned around.

What are you doing here?

"I just got a membership card and I want to practice."

Jin Shilin's lips curled into a smile as she took two steps closer and lowered her voice. Her expression was so ambiguous it was unsettling.

"Tsk, he's been holding back for a while. Wants to practice and cool off?"

Wei Yi didn't react for a moment.

"But if you finish training and become even healthier, wouldn't your sister suffer even more?"

So that's what it was about.

It seems that Chen Xinyi's abrasion incident was eventually discovered by Jin Shilin.

She probably also found out that he stayed at school for a week to help his sister recover from her injury.

This girl is just joking right now.

Before Wei Yi could speak, Jin Shilin had already made the decision.

"Alright, alright. I'll definitely help you, I'll definitely help you make your sister feel even better!"

Seeing Wei Yi's speechless expression, she smiled and turned to walk towards the bench press rack. "This is my territory. I've been training here for two years. Come on, let your older sister see your foundation."

Wei Yi lay down on the bench press rack.

Kim Se-rin stood behind him on top of his head to protect him, and bent down to adjust the position of the barbell.

His ponytail swept across his forehead, and the smell of shampoo mixed with sweat wafted into his nostrils.

It's different from Chen Xinyi's sweet, milky flavor. It's also different from Lin Siyan's cool, aloof green tea flavor.

More concentrated, more direct.

It makes it easier to subconsciously increase attack speed and attack power in certain aspects.

"Lift it. This weight should be fine."

Wei Yi pushed it up.

"Hey, not bad. More, please."

"That works! Let's try this one then."

"Not bad, not bad..."

Wei Yi steadily lifted the eighty kilograms.

Jin Shilin watched from the side, occasionally lightly touching the barbell with her fingers.

Occasionally, her palm would press against his wrist, causing him to lean forward.

He could feel her breath on his collarbone.

After finishing one set of pushes, she straightened up, her expression as if she had seen a ghost.

"Holy crap. Are you sure you haven't trained? You can push 80 kilograms?"

"I've never practiced it."

"Alright then." She shook her head, her tone tinged with emotion. "I guess she really does have an extraordinary physical talent. No wonder she was able to do that to your sister."

"Sister Shilin, could you please stop accusing me of doing this or that to my sister all the time?"

"What? I'm just telling the truth."

"Don't you think saying that is a bit... you know?"

"What the hell?! How dare you say that to me?" Jin Shilin's eyes widened, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. "Chen Xinyi is clearly much more outrageous than me! She...she...I'm almost embarrassed to even mention her!"

"Okay. You're right."

"Of course. Come on, let's continue."

Jin Shilin adjusted the barbell weight, her tone returning to coach mode, "Your technique is wrong. You're not doing a bench press, you're doing a shoulder press and triceps press. Start over. Fifteen... never mind, with your physique, start with thirty kilograms to practice the movement."

Wei Yi took the corresponding weight off the shelf.

Kim Se-rin stood above him, looking down into his eyes.

The light shone down from behind her, casting a soft shadow on her face.

She suddenly spoke, her tone unrelated to work or fitness.

"When your sister first told me about you, I was working at a restaurant. She said she had a younger brother whom she had raised since he was a baby, and that she was going to marry him in the future."

She paused.

"I thought she was crazy."

The barbell in Wei Yi's hand stopped in mid-air.

Jin Shilin reached out and held onto the barbell bar to unload the weight.

Her fingers unconsciously brushed against his chest, touching it and feeling how firm the muscles were.

Then I suddenly realized what I had just done.

His whole face turned red instantly.

"Keep practicing. Don't space out. That last part doesn't count."

Wei Yi obediently continued pushing the barbell.

There was only one thought in my mind.

This older sister is just as stubborn as her older sister.

An hour later, the two came out of the gym.

Having just finished leg training, Kim Se-rin walked along the academy road, her pace visibly slowing down.

She didn't mention that her legs hurt; she only said, "I walked too fast."

Gradually, they went from walking side by side to lagging behind by half a step, and finally they had to bend over and support themselves on their knees.

"I can't go on. I can't walk anymore. I really can't walk anymore. I've been so tired lately, and it's even worse after the workout."

Wei Yi squatted down in front of her and patted his own shoulder.

"Come up."

"Huh?" Kim Se-rin was stunned. "I don't want to!"

"Get on. You said I'm exceptionally talented, your weight is nothing. Besides, it's the weekend tomorrow, and I'm going home."

Kim Se-rin hesitated for a few seconds. Then, a weight settled on his back, and two arms wrapped around his neck.

Her wrists were loose, her face buried next to his shoulder, and she didn't say a word the whole way.

Her breath fell evenly on the back of his neck, carrying the warmth of her recent exercise.

The plane trees on Xueyuan Road rustled in the evening breeze, and the streetlights cast long shadows of two people.

As they approached Zhichun East Lane, she suddenly muttered something in a low voice.

The voice was on his shoulder, sounding like it was coming from behind a blanket.

"You know what? I wasn't actually angry when your sister said those things that day."

After saying that, she jumped off his back and quickly walked into the gate of the residential area.

Once inside the elevator, the lights made the blush on her face impossible to hide.

She stared at the floor panel, not glancing at him even once.

Wei Yi stood at the elevator door, thinking: How come these older women are all so good at holding back their emotions?

Lin Siyan is the kind of person who can hold back a single sentence until the delivery room.

Jin Shilin only admitted after giving birth to his second child that she initially didn't like him at all, and that she was with him because she wanted to stay in China and admired Chen Xinyi. But now that she had given birth to their second child, she had only started to like him a little.

As for Chen Xinyi, forget it.

His sister never holds back; she says whatever comes to mind and does whatever she wants.

The elevator dinged as it arrived at the twelfth floor.

Jin Shilin rushed out first, her hands moving steadily as she took out her keys to open the door, but the tips of her ears were still red.

Lin Siyan was sitting on the living room sofa flipping through the account book when she looked up and saw Jin Shilin come in with a blush on her face, followed by Wei Yi with a subtle expression.

Her gaze swept back and forth between the two men.

He said nothing and continued looking down at the ledger.

But Wei Yi noticed that she was turning the pages much slower.

Chen Xinyi peeked out of the bedroom, her hair disheveled, clearly having just woken up from a nap.

She glanced at Jin Shilin, then at Wei Yi, and blinked her peach blossom eyes.

"Why did you two come back together?"

"We met at the gym," Kim Se-rin replied quickly, as if she had prepared it in advance.

"Oh." Chen Xinyi nodded, deliberately drawing out her words in a sarcastic tone, "The gym, huh? We came back together."

She shrank back; the door was not closed.

A few seconds later, a muttered voice came from inside, not too loud, not too soft, just loud enough for the people in the living room to hear.

"Siyan, do you think Shilin's legs are a little weak?"

then,

"Wei Yi, get in here! I want to see if your legs are weak!"