Inside the gym, the spacious and bright space was filled with the smell of disinfectant mixed with sweat.

A huge mirror hangs on the wall, reflecting the focused and hardworking figures of the people.

The treadmill belt was whirring away, and the elliptical trainer's pedals were bobbing up and down, making a regular creaking sound.

The barbell in the weight room was lifted and lowered repeatedly, the chains clanging together with a crisp "clang".

The music from the group exercise classroom drifted in from afar, its rhythm lively. Through the glass windows, one could see the trainees sweating and moving in perfect unison, following the instructor's rhythm.

In the rest area, people sat on benches, drinking water and exchanging fitness tips, with occasional bursts of hearty laughter.

The sound of showers coming from the locker room indicates that people who have finished exercising are leaving feeling refreshed.

Just then, Sun Xinyi's phone rang, disrupting the rhythm of the gym.

Sun Xinyi glanced at the caller ID and frowned slightly.

His expression instantly became complicated.

She apologized softly to Lin Yuan, "Excuse me, I need to take this call."

After saying that, she hurriedly walked to the side and answered the phone with her back to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan was a little curious, but out of politeness, he didn't immediately try to eavesdrop.

However, Sun Xinyi's emotions quickly became agitated, and even from a considerable distance, she could still hear the coach talking on the phone.

Her voice was filled with obvious anger and helplessness, which made Lin Yuan prick up his ears.

"Dad, you've gambled again? Do you know that Mom is still in the hospital and we don't even have money for my sister's tuition? How dare you gamble!"

Sun Xinyi's voice was choked with sobs, her body trembled slightly, and she gripped her phone tightly with both hands, seemingly trying hard to control her emotions.

On the other end of the phone, Sun Xinyi's father seemed completely unconcerned, shouting in a righteous and indignant tone.

"Xinyi, don't talk to me about this. Gambling has its wins and losses, and I'm sure I can win it back. If you have money, send it to me right away. If you don't, your sister will have to become a fitness instructor! You know, we don't even have enough money for your mother's surgery!"

Sun Xinyi's face instantly turned extremely pale, her eyes bloodshot and her cheeks deathly white, as if she were about to pass away at any moment.

Her tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

She took a deep breath.

"Dad, can you please stop gambling? Mom's surgery costs are still high, and my sister's tuition fees need to be paid. If this continues, this family will really be finished!"

There was a lot of noise coming from the other end of the phone, except for the sound of mahjong tiles being shuffled.

Sun Xinyi's father seemed to be talking to someone else and didn't seem to take his daughter's words to heart at all.

"Oh dear! Xinyi! This is the last round! Maybe I can win it back? Otherwise, how will my sister go to school? Are we really going to let her go to work?"

Sun Xinyi's heart sank little by little, and her shoulders visibly slumped.

It seemed as if he was feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

She bit her firm yet thin lips again and again.

She then hung up the phone, turned around, and met Lin Yuan's gaze.

Lin Yuan felt a pang of sadness; he could see the weariness and helplessness on Sun Xinyi's face.

A gambling father, a sick mother, a younger sister in school, and Sun Xinyi, who works hard to earn money for the family.

She shouldered all the burdens alone, without ever complaining.

Lin Yuan clicked his tongue in amazement. No wonder Sun Xinyi, a fitness instructor, earns 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month, yet still lives in a slum.

It's clear that she spent all her money on household expenses, while she herself lived a very frugal life.

A strong sense of hope welled up in Lin Yuan's heart.

Recruiting Coach Sun seems feasible.

Perhaps, just like Xia Qingxue.

He can get what he wants by doing something for Sun Xinyi...

Their eyes met. Although Sun Xinyi's face was calm, her rapidly heaving chest betrayed her inner turmoil.

She smiled slightly, trying to hide her emotions.

Recalling the beginning of that phone call, it was actually my father's trembling voice, as if he was trying hard to control his emotions.

"Xinyi, I know I was wrong. I was really bewitched. I never thought we would lose so badly. Hundreds of thousands of yuan, that's all our savings."

She tried to calm herself down.

"Dad, tell me, what exactly happened?"

The elderly father on the other end of the phone sighed before slowly recounting the story.

“At first, I just wanted to try my luck, so I went to the newly opened gambling den. I was timid back then, and I only won or lost a few hundred dollars a day. But later, I got more and more involved, and I became bolder and bolder, betting hundreds of dollars in a single game. I always thought I could win back all the money I lost, but in the end…”

The voice grew softer and softer.

"As a result, I've lost hundreds of thousands of yuan. They forced me to mortgage my house and made me take out high-interest loans. Now they're threatening me that if I don't pay back the money, they'll drag you and your sister into it too."

Sun Xinyi's heart sank suddenly, and she felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet.

I know my father is a good man, but gambling is an addiction that's hard to break.

"Dad, don't worry, I'll find a way to raise the money as soon as possible. It can be resolved."

The elderly father on the other end of the phone showed a hint of surprise in his eyes upon hearing this.

"Xinyi, can you really solve this? It's all my fault, I'm the one who hurt you."

"Dad, don't say that. You are my father, and I can't stand by and watch you be bullied. I'll think of something, so don't worry."

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