Lan Jiaocai shook her head in disagreement. She was nearly 170cm tall, while Lin Zhenzhen was less than 160cm.
Moreover, Lin Zhenzhen has a pampered and spoiled appearance, and it seems that she is the one who needs more care.
"I'm fine, but you are. You're not feeling well and you're injured. Tan, please make sure you get Zhenzhen home."
After saying that, she hurriedly ran away, not giving the plot any chance to move forward.
So the two of them had to ride back to the Lin family home in the same car.
Butler Li had already prepared a sumptuous dinner; the four rice balls he had eaten earlier were just a drop in the ocean, barely enough to fill a gap in his teeth for a while.
Lin Zhenzhen threw down her schoolbag and devoured the food of three adult men in a whirlwind, leaving a group of servants standing there dumbfounded.
"Miss, what's wrong? Are you sick? Should we let the master know?"
"What's the big deal? Young people need to grow, don't they!"
Butler Li angrily rebuked the servants who were muttering amongst themselves, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his sweat, and stepped forward to ask solicitously, "Miss, are you satisfied with the dishes this time?"
"It's alright." Lin Zhenzhen carefully cleaned her fingers with a hot towel, her expression relaxed, like a lazy cat.
She glanced at Tan Bei standing to the side and gave him a slight nod. Tan Bei immediately understood and stepped forward, asking, "Have you finished eating?"
Lin Zhenzhen hummed in response through her nose, then pushed back her chair and left her seat.
Before leaving, she said to Butler Li, "When I went up the mountain just now, I saw some homeless people at the foot of the mountain. Please pack up the leftover food for them later."
“But…” Butler Li glanced at Tan Bei subconsciously, only to find that the other man had a warm smile on his face and was completely unaffected.
"Okay, I'll deliver it in a bit."
[Ding dong! Ning Zhen's character attributes: Spoiled +5, current attribute progress 75/100, comment: her face changes faster than flipping through a book]
"Also, find me two fitness and combat coaches to come to the villa for classes every morning and evening."
She didn't glance at Tan Bei once more throughout the entire process, her disgust and dislike for him written all over her face.
Tan Bei followed her upstairs and then returned to his room.
He lived on the first floor. His small, cramped window offered a view of wildly blooming roses swaying in the moonlight. Inside, however, the room was dark and empty, with only a window and a table as furniture.
Tan Bei turned on his computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he typed in a string of code.
As he pressed the Enter key, countless dense lines appeared on the screen, radiating outwards from the center like a spider web.
And in the very center, prominently displayed, was Ning Zhen's photo. It included all of her personal information and social interactions since birth…
The next day, the sun had just risen.
Lin Zhenzhen opened her eyes precisely at six o'clock. She got out of bed and took out a set of sportswear from the closet.
This was bought by the original owner purely for the sake of looking good in photos; the fitted cut showed off her figure perfectly.
She frowned as she examined her body in the mirror. It was withered, thin, and utterly powerless. This frail physique greatly diminished her fighting ability.
Changes must be made, otherwise, how can we sustain this old practice of relying on the system to exchange for power vouchers?
Most importantly, it's just too expensive.
When I went downstairs, two fitness instructors were already waiting in the living room, a man and a woman standing with their hands behind their backs, looking very professional.
The man is a retired professional Muay Thai fighter with solid, explosive muscles, while the woman is a senior Pilates instructor with a well-proportioned, toned physique and not an ounce of excess fat.
The female coach spoke first: "Hello, what are your fitness goals?"
Lin Zhenzhen put it simply: "Building muscle also improves body flexibility."
The two coaches exchanged a smile. This kind of request was common and not difficult for them.
"I want to train like him." Lin Zhenzhen pointed to the male coach whose arms were so strong they could strangle a bear, and calmly stated her goal.
“Oh, this.” The female coach started sweating profusely. “The female body structure makes it more difficult for us to grow large muscles, and they’re not aesthetically pleasing if they’re too big.”
Lin Zhenzhen crossed her arms over her chest, raised her head, and said nonchalantly, "It doesn't need to be aesthetically pleasing, as long as it hurts when you hit someone."
She looked him up and down, seemingly not entirely satisfied: "Are you even capable?"
“No problem, of course no problem!” The female coach thought about the exorbitant hourly wage and gritted her teeth, “We can start now.”
So from 6:30 to 8:00, Lin Zhenzhen spent the entire hour and a half in the gym. After she came out, she ate breakfast equivalent to five adults.
Butler Li silently calculated in his mind that he would have to prepare more food for dinner. If this ancestor didn't get enough to eat, the thought of it would make his legs weak.
Lin Zhenzhen wasn't the only one who was expending physical energy early in the morning. After finishing his chores, Tan Bei took a shower and appeared refreshed by the Bentley to wait for her.
Because of her finishing her plate, Tan Bei went without food again that morning, but Lin Zhenzhen wasn't worried about him. He had plenty of ways to keep himself from going hungry.
The fact that he was fed leftovers the day before was meant to humiliate and test him. All signs indicate that he not only likes to pretend to be poor, but also likes to play the victim.
Lin Zhenzhen put on her headphones and went to sleep as soon as she got in the car. Acting, huh? She's never been afraid of anyone when it comes to this!
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