He fiddled with his phone and looked around.

If he hadn't come with them today, he really wouldn't have expected her to come to a place like this.

However, that was definitely her style. He even had a slight anticipation for how terrible the outcome would be if Liao Nanxing dared to lay a hand on her.

Soon, the person he was waiting for arrived.

I glanced at the time; it hadn't even been 10 minutes.

"It is truly an honor for me that you, Mr. Gu, have condescended to come to my humble abode!"

Zuo Sicheng strode forward and, seeing the coffee still on the table in front of Gu Yao, turned and called over the receptionist who was still talking to a customer.

"Didn't I call you to change Mr. Gu's tea? You can't even do this simple thing right? If you can't do this job, get out!"

"Mr. Zuo, I... I was busy attending to other guests. I... I'll go get a replacement right away." The receptionist said, looking aggrieved, as she took the coffee away.

"Alright, no need to change. Mr. Zuo, I need to talk to you." Gu Yao pointed to the sofa opposite.

Zuo Sicheng quickly dismissed the receptionist and sat down properly.

Gu Yao stated frankly, "I need to find a one-on-one combat coach."

"Does Lawyer Gu want someone with solid fists? Or someone young and good-looking? By the way, I just had a young lady come here a couple of days ago, 24 years old, with good boxing skills and a good appearance. She's the kind of 'muscle Barbie' that's all the rage online these days. Should I call her over for Lawyer Gu to take a look?"

"I want a man."

"Huh? A man?" Zuo Sicheng licked his lips. He thought that if Gu Yao liked men, it wouldn't be a bad thing for him.

Although Gu Yao was seven or eight years older than him, his looks were attractive to both men and women.

"What are you thinking about?" Gu Yao rolled his eyes at Zuo Sicheng and added, "A guy, the older the better, and most importantly, he has to be ugly."

"Huh?" Zuo Sicheng was completely dumbfounded. What kind of special fetish was this?

"Huh? Is this so difficult?"

Zuo Sicheng quickly shook his head.

Soon, I asked the front desk to bring me a personal training brochure.

Gu Yao looked at the cover.

Noticing Gu Yao's dissatisfaction, Zuo Sicheng quickly explained, "Don't be fooled by his photos; they're all photoshopped. Let me tell you, his forehead wrinkles are so deep they could trap a mosquito."

Also, his face is huge, the square kind. And another thing, his face is covered in pockmarked acne scars. Believe me, not just here, but in every gym around here, you definitely won't find anyone uglier than him! If you don't believe me, I'll call him over right now.”

“Okay. It’s him.” Gu Yao wrote down two names and handed them to Zuo Sicheng: “They just got a yearly membership here. Try to get their personal trainer replaced with this person.”

Zuo Sicheng took the name and looked at it again and again, and couldn't help but wonder about the relationship between these two people and Gu Yao, which made Gu Yao go to so much trouble.

After memorizing the name, I handed the matter over to the front desk to handle.

In an effort to win Gu Yao's favor, he had the receptionist call the two people in front of Gu Yao.

The little girl stammered as she dialed the phone, saying that the coach Zhou Chunhua and the others had chosen was full and they needed to be assigned another coach.

Before the receptionist could finish speaking, Juliana's angry question came from the other end of the phone.

Gu Yao pinched the bridge of his nose. He should have known long ago that Juliana would definitely choose that inverted triangle muscular man.

She's old enough to be someone's aunt, yet she has the nerve to date a young girl.

The next second, Juliana started yelling that she wanted a refund.

The receptionist looked over in a panic. Zuo Sicheng glanced at him and took the phone directly from her.

"Hello ma'am, I'm the account manager. It's like this, you may not have read the contract carefully. Article 17 of the contract clearly states that we do not offer refunds after payment."

Zhu Lina still had a fiery temper and started arguing with Zuo Sicheng on the phone.

The two went back and forth, neither willing to give in.

In the end, Zhou Chunhua snatched the phone back and said, "Just arrange a coach with real skills for us."

Zuo Sicheng returned the phone to the receptionist, then awkwardly picked up the bottled water on the table and gulped down the whole bottle.

"Who is this? He's pretty impressive!"

Gu Yao twitched the corner of his mouth.

How could Zhou Chunhua's little follower not be formidable?

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zuo. When we sign the rent contract next month, I'll lower it by two percentage points. Consider it a token of my gratitude." Having finished the task, he stood up to express his thanks.

Zuo Sicheng laughed so hard his eyes disappeared, and he pulled him aside to invite him to dinner.

Gu Yao couldn't refuse and was forcibly dragged away.

That evening, while no one was home, Zhou Chunhua installed hidden cameras in the living room and Liao Nanxing's study.

It must be said that the seller thoughtfully included a diagram illustrating suitable locations for installing the camera, along with detailed installation instructions.

What surprised her most was that even the air conditioner cable was a perfect spot to install a pinhole camera.

There are also unexpected items like power outlets, aromatherapy diffusers, and LCD TV stands.

Through this experience, she learned some strange new knowledge.

At least now she'll know where to hide these things when staying in hotels in the future.

After tidying up the boxes, she took a relaxing shower and prepared for bed.

Having lived in this family for over twenty years, this is the first time I've experienced the peace and quiet without my mother-in-law's nagging; it's so pleasant and relaxing.

After drying my hair, I took out my phone.

The more than one hundred missed calls displayed on the screen startled her.

What surprised her even more was that these more than 100 missed calls came from more than a dozen different unknown numbers.

The calls always came after she hung up on her mother-in-law and put her phone on silent.

She also admired her mother-in-law's indomitable spirit.

With that kind of drive, what can't you do well?

Once in bed, she held up her phone, pointed it at herself, took a beautiful photo, and then posted a nine-grid collage of pictures of her spa treatment, hair appointment, and manicure on her WeChat Moments.

Caption: This feels so good to spend money freely. (Cool expression)

Finally, she also made sure to turn on the option to allow strangers to view ten of her Moments posts in the Moments settings.

Otherwise, she was afraid her mother-in-law wouldn't see it.

People with heart conditions are best suited to looking at these visually appealing posts on social media.

Finally, I put on a face mask, turned off the device, and went to sleep.

The thought of her mother-in-law going crazy with joy when she saw her post on WeChat Moments tomorrow morning made her feel especially good.

It would be even more perfect if my mother-in-law had a relapse of her heart condition.

He yawned, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep with a smile.

Meanwhile, in the hospital ward, Xu Xiuzhen, who was snoring loudly beside her, had already turned over for the 184th time.