at the same time.
Tang Ruanruan, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened by a cell phone ringing. She hung up the phone with her eyes closed.
Not long after.
Her phone rang again, and she answered it with some annoyance, asking irritably.
Who is it?
"Can't you let me sleep in the middle of the night?!"
"Yo~"
"Our little princess has quite a temper..."
Immediately afterwards, a pleasant chuckle came from the other end of the phone. The voice was somewhat delicate and alluring, as if it could exude a hint of sweetness.
At this moment, Tang Ruanruan was slightly stunned. The voice on the other end of the phone sounded familiar to her; it seemed to be her aunt.
She sleepily reached out and gently rubbed her eyes, then subconsciously looked at her phone screen, where a phone number from across the ocean was displayed.
"Auntie? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"
"Are you a sleepyhead, you brat? It's daytime here!"
"Oh...that's true."
"Is your mom asleep? Why isn't she answering my calls?"
"Auntie, it's so late, my mom definitely won't answer. I wouldn't answer either if my phone wasn't on silent!"
"You heartless brat! Your aunt called you and you're not happy. Have you forgotten who was cheated on by that jerk and who comforted you day and night?"
"I was wrong, I was wrong, okay..." Tang Ruanruan pursed her lips, somewhat yielding.
When she broke up with Su Che, it was more or less related to her mother. She had no one to confide in, except for her aunt who lived far away overseas. Her aunt constantly encouraged her to get out of the gloom, and she was still grateful to her aunt.
"That's more like it. What gift do you want? Your aunt will bring it to you when she returns to China the day after tomorrow."
Tang Ruanruan was slightly taken aback, feeling somewhat surprised.
"Auntie, are you going back to China?"
"Yes."
"Did your uncle come back with you too?"
The person on the other side of the ocean, upon hearing Tang Ruanruan mention her uncle's name, remained silent for a while before slowly saying, "If he won't go back, I'll go back by myself."
"real?"
Tang Ruanruan was somewhat excited.
The woman on the other end hesitated for a moment, then asked with some puzzlement, "Why are you so excited, little girl?"
Tang Ruanruan quickly pleaded, "Auntie, I don't want a gift, please come back and help me get revenge on that scumbag!"
"Get revenge on a scumbag?"
"You're not talking about that Bosco Wong guy, are you?"
"yes……"
"You ran into him again?"
When Su Che was mentioned, Tang Ruanruan instantly perked up and poured out her grievances into the phone, leaving the woman on the other end of the line stunned.
Although Tang Ruanruan would occasionally curse at the other person, as her elder, he could naturally hear the hidden emotions in her words.
Compared to the previous Tang Ruanruan, she was noticeably more lively now.
“…”
Shen Peirong, who was far away in London, was in a daze for a long time after hanging up the phone.
She sat up in bed, gently lifted the covers, and, dressed in light pajamas, went to the French windows to look down at the London skyline.
The thin nightgown could hardly conceal her graceful figure; her snow-white legs were vaguely visible, revealing the allure of a mature woman. Her tightly furrowed brows further highlighted the charm that only a true woman possesses in a mature woman.
"Qiuyue, you've really suffered these past years..." Shen Peirong sighed helplessly as she looked out the window.
On the other end, Tang Ruanruan waved excitedly; she had finally found a way to get revenge on Su Che.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"It's truly a blessing from heaven that my uncle isn't coming back."
"The humiliation you suffered by talking back to me today will be made to pay back by my aunt tenfold!"
"I'll also let you experience what it feels like to be dumped!"
Tang Ruanruan excitedly muttered to herself that Shen Peirong was an omnipotent being in Tang Ruanruan's heart. Her appearance and figure were no less than her mother's. Moreover, she used to tell Tang Ruanruan how she had tricked a group of young boys when she was young.
...
...
now.
Jiang Muyao tidied the stray hairs on her forehead, turned her head slightly, and looked at the person sitting on the sofa with a blank expression. A subtle smile quietly crept onto the corner of her mouth.
Are the professionals available?
After saying goodbye, Jiang Muyao looked at someone with a playful expression.
Upon hearing this, Su Che immediately looked up at her face and saw a hint of mockery and expectation in her eyes. He swallowed and asked.
"Mu Yao, have you thought this through? Do you want me to give you some guidance?"
"What kind of guidance are you giving me!" Jiang Muyao rolled her eyes and snapped, "Go to my room and get me the yoga ball. I need to practice with it after I finish these sets..."
"What?"
Su Che's eyes widened in surprise. "You even have a yoga ball?"
Jiang Muyao looked at Su Che, whose eyes were burning with anticipation, and said with a face full of disgust, "What are you yelling about in the middle of the night?"
Ignoring Jiang Muyao's insults, Su Che turned around and ran quickly to her bedroom. He rushed out excitedly, holding a yoga ball, and said with a pleading look on his face.
"Mu Yao, please, please let me guide you!"
"I'm really professional!"
Jiang Muyao pursed her lips and stood still, unmoved.
"You'd be a fool to believe that!"
Su Che stared intently at Jiang Muyao and began to demonstrate the theoretical knowledge he possessed.
"For example, this yoga ball can strengthen your arm muscles by lifting it up."
"You can also lie on a yoga ball and do various abdominal curls and planks to effectively strengthen your core."
"You can also use your legs to hold the ball, which adds fun to the exercise..."
"For example, yoga ropes..."
“…”
Upon hearing this...
Jiang Muyao was truly impressed with Su Che. She hadn't expected him to actually know yoga. The only thing she was puzzled about was how he had gotten involved with yoga.
"Could it be that some of those vixens practice yoga?"
"If he did, he wouldn't be so furious."
Su Che's lips curled into a slightly sly smile. He looked at Mu Yao and then suddenly used a provocation tactic, saying, "Mu Yao, it seems like you're having a hard time doing that waist wheel pose..."
"You're talking nonsense!" Jiang Muyao shouted angrily.
Just then.
She keenly caught the subtle, sly smile on Su Che's face.
Then, with a hint of arrogance, she said, "Hmph! I won't fall for your tricks so easily."
"but……"
Su Che, whose face had been ashen, was filled with renewed hope upon hearing this.
"If you wash my feet every day from now on, I might reluctantly let you give me some pointers..."
"good!"
A woman's word is as good as her bond.
Su Che readily agreed, afraid that she might change her mind.
………
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