Chapter 15 You are too young, you have a long way to go...
Xu Mei later recalled her first meeting with Gao Wen with a smile, saying: "When we first saw her, we thought the face of the yoga studio had arrived, but it turned out to be the gold medal teacher."
Gao Wen was wearing milky white yoga pants and a sun-protective shirt over her top. She had a slender and delicate figure, a fair and delicate face, and bright eyes and white teeth.
She possesses a unique temperament—neither arrogant nor humble, composed and elegant—a sophisticated quality that cannot be imitated.
"Teacher Wenwen?" Xu Mei took a liking to her immediately.
Gao Wen smiled: "Teacher Xu."
"You don't mind a trial lesson, do you?" Xu Mei asked with a smile.
Gao Wen is still too young; she hasn't even graduated from university yet. But she claims to have practiced yoga for several years and has a yoga certificate. Xu Mei doesn't know if what she says is true or not.
Xu Mei, who also came from this line of work, observed Gao Wen discreetly and knew that she must have trained, and trained exceptionally well, with a very well-proportioned figure. However, everyone's innate conditions are different, and she did not know Gao Wen's knowledge base or teaching level.
This is an affluent area, so the prices are higher; it's all about the high-end.
Xu Mei didn't want to fool the members; she wanted experienced teachers, otherwise she would ruin her reputation.
“I’m fine with it, I can do it right now,” Gao Wen said.
"It's not open yet, there's no one in the store, so you can come and work here. You can also take a look around our store and give us some feedback." Xu Mei had already planned that if Gao Wen's teaching knowledge wasn't up to par, it would be best to persuade her to work as a receptionist or salesperson.
Gao Wen's mere presence is her trademark.
After some adjustment, she became a teacher, and the sales salary was also quite good; after all, beauty is a rare commodity.
Xu Mei's idea was completely dispelled after Gao Wen gave her a five-minute lesson.
She was filled with shock. As she practiced the postures with Gao Wen, she spoke intermittently, repeatedly asking, "You've only been practicing for three years?"
“You could say that.” Gao Wen grasped Xu Mei’s hand and deepened the pose.
"Phew—" Xu Mei took a deep breath, her selfishness not stopping Gao Wen from helping her.
What was supposed to be a half-hour trial lesson turned into an hour.
After the class, Xu Mei sat on the mat, wiped her sweat, regulated her breathing, and smiled at Gao Wen: "I haven't done such a deep pose in a long time. Forgive me for wanting to take advantage of you."
She had already passed the trial lesson, and she deliberately let Gao Wen teach her a lesson.
After all, there aren't many teachers who can teach her yoga classes. Aside from some professional training, other teachers are young and haven't been in the profession as long as she has, so she can still point out their mistakes.
Xu Mei couldn't find any mistakes in the lesson just now. Even Gao Wen, a senior yoga teacher, knew how to connect appropriate postures and would use force to help deepen the training. She was more than capable of teaching members.
“How can this be considered taking advantage of me? You’re giving me a chance to try,” Gao Wen replied sincerely.
"Your professional skills are very solid. In such a short time, the transitions between the postures you arranged for me were very smooth. You are too young. You have a long way to go in the future." Xu Mei smiled and said seriously, "Now it's not a question of whether I want to hire you or not, but whether you want to come."
......
Two more days passed.
Gao Wen still attends her 7 a.m. class.
As soon as Zhang Ni entered the classroom, she grumbled, "Teacher Wenwen, the times for your classes this week have been really bad. What's going on? I had to force myself to get up. I missed the 9:30 class last night because it was too late! I was about to go to sleep."
Gao Wen walked to the side to get her some teaching aids, and said with pursed lips, "I can't help it."
“Getting up so early for class, I really love you,” Zhang Ni said.
Gao Wen sighed helplessly, "You've worked hard."
“I hope your class schedule can be back to normal next week, otherwise I’m going to complain,” Zhang Ni said, standing up for Gao Wen. “How can this be? Isn’t this taking advantage of the fact that you’re a part-time teacher?”
Gao Wen smiled but didn't reply. She picked up her phone and started connecting it via Bluetooth to play music.
Zhang Ni got up at six o'clock to prepare for class. She hadn't slept enough and wasn't quite in the zone. Gao Wen wasn't as strict as usual and tried her best to help them adjust their mindset.
An hour passed quickly, and Gao Wen still showed no sign of finishing get out of class.
The receptionist opened the door and announced, "Teacher Wenwen, get out of class ended ten minutes ago. The librarian is looking for you."
"Okay," Gao Wen nodded.
Zhang Ni and the others thought get out of class was about to end, but Gao Wen continued to assist them in doing the postures, slowly leading them through the stretching exercises to finish.
During this time, the receptionist opened the door again, saw the stretching exercises that were being completed, suppressed her urge to hurry, and silently closed the door.
"get out of class is over, thank you everyone." Gao Wen clasped her hands together and bowed slightly as she stood up. "Remember to drink some water, I have to go now."
"Okay, okay. Go ahead and get busy," Zhang Ni smiled and waved at her, "Bye-bye~~~"
Gao Wen waved and gave a bright smile: "Bye-bye."
As soon as she left, a member remarked, "Don't let her young age fool you, Teacher Wenwen is incredibly responsible."
Another longtime member chimed in, "That's right. We weren't really engaged today, so she delayed the end of get out of class by almost twenty minutes. If it were any other teacher, they would have finished the get out of class quickly by now."
"This kid is too honest; we can't let him waste a single penny."
Zhang Ni was amused by the member's words, and upon reflection, Gao Wen was indeed like that.
From the moment she starts class until the moment it ends, she's like a completely different person. Don't let Gao Wen's young age fool you; she exudes an aura of confidence that's at least 1.8 meters tall, and she can easily overpower you.
After the other members left one after another, Zhang Ni also got up. She picked up her bag, took out her clothes, and went to the restroom before changing.
The restrooms were all occupied, so Zhang Ni decided to find an empty classroom to change her clothes first, as they felt sticky and uncomfortable.
Zhang Ni walked towards the end of the corridor.
Suddenly, the curator's angry rebuke echoed from the conference room: "Gao Wen, who do you think you are? I gave you this opportunity, this platform gave you resources. Without this, you are nothing!"
"Don't forget your roots!"
"If that's the case, why won't you let me go?" Facing the furious curator, Gao Wen's expression remained unchanged. "I will finish my classes this week and won't disrupt your schedule."
Gao Wen wasn't doing it out of consideration for her; it was because the members had booked the classes, and she had to take responsibility for them.
"Are you not satisfied with the courses I arranged for you?" the curator asked with a stern face.
Early this morning, she received a message from Gao Wen, just two short sentences, saying that she would not be coming to work part-time after finishing her classes this week, and asked her to arrange for other teachers to take over in advance.
She's a young girl who hasn't graduated yet, but she speaks very frankly and has a lot of backbone.
The curator thought she would come to her senses and give in, but Gao Wen slapped her across the face and flipped the table, refusing to continue.
There's no shortage of yoga teachers at this studio. It's not that she particularly likes Gao Wen or thinks she's exceptionally capable. What she didn't expect was that several members were dissatisfied with Gao Wen's class schedule this week and requested that it be changed next week and that more of Gao Wen's classes be scheduled.
Gao Wen has the ability to make more money for the museum, and leaving would make her feel like she has lost a cash cow.
The loss of profits was what made her so furious.
"Are you dissatisfied with my decision not to pay for the training?" Gao Wen retorted directly.
The curator was taken aback by her bluntness and choked, his face turning pale.
"If you have no complaints, then I have none; if you do, then I do too." Gao Wen finished speaking and pursed her lips, giving a slight smile.
The curator found her smile sarcastic, as if she could see right through her, and became even more furious, her voice sharp as she said, "What am I dissatisfied with? I sent you to this training for your own good, to solidify your professional knowledge. Which teacher doesn't spend extra money on training before teaching? Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"
"Why would I target you? That's ridiculous."
Looking at the ashen-faced headmaster who spoke so eloquently and righteously, Gao Wen's tone turned slightly somber. "You've been in the yoga industry for twenty years. You know better than anyone what courses are truly valuable, not some so-called worthless certificates. With such exorbitant tuition fees, don't you feel any remorse for the teachers who have taught class after class in the studio? They've worked so hard to earn money for you, and their remaining earnings shouldn't be taken away like this."
Seeing the other party's hypocrisy, Gao Wen decided to stop there and leave without saying anything more.
The curator raised his voice and said coldly, "You don't need to finish this week's classes. You don't need to come in this afternoon. I want to see how capable you are and what kind of trouble you can stir up!"
After saying that, she looked at Gao Wen and said sneer, "What do you know? What can you possibly know? You really think you're a god just because you have a few members attending your classes? How laughable! Once you leave here, you won't be able to teach any classes!"
“That’s not important,” Gao Wen said with a faint smile and a flat tone. “You should mind your own business and not be too blinded by greed. Be careful not to make money against your conscience and you’ll suffer the consequences.”
The curator almost couldn't catch his breath.
Outside the door, Zhang Ni and another member looked at each other in shock.
Zhang Ni overheard it by chance, while another member was taking a phone call on the stairs when he heard people arguing. He quickly came over to listen, his eyes full of curiosity about the gossip.
"Let's go!" Another member, hearing that there was no movement, quickly tried to pull Zhang Ni away.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Gao Wen opened the door and saw the two people outside.
The two looked embarrassed and were about to speak when Gao Wen closed the door. She smiled, nodded to them without saying a word, and left.
"Bang!" A sound of someone slamming their hand on the table echoed in the conference room, indicating considerable anger.
Zhang Ni was initially worried about Gao Wen, but compared to the curator, Gao Wen seemed fine, as if she didn't care at all.
That's quite respectable.
That morning, Gao Wen's classes were either rescheduled or canceled.
Zhang Ni had gotten used to going to yoga classes lately, but suddenly Gao Wen's classes were gone, and she lost the desire to attend. Instead, she went shopping, and when she was bored, she would wander around Gu Shujie's company and complain about what happened at the yoga studio.
"Aren't all yoga teachers the same?" Gu Shujie said casually while sipping his coffee.
“It’s different!” Zhang Ni raised her voice. “She is very responsible in class. Although she is strict, the results are good. Besides, it’s not her fault. It’s clearly the yoga studio that’s making things difficult for her and bullying a young girl.”
"The class time is inconvenient, and they just told her not to attend class without warning, even saying in the group chat that the teacher had something to do and couldn't teach. Why are they being so domineering?"
"Just because he's the curator and he pays his own salary, he can do whatever he wants," Gu Shujie said slowly. "This world is unfair. There will be bullying in the workplace, there's nothing we can do about it."
"You evil capitalists!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Ni's eyes flashed with anger. She walked over and slapped Gu Shujie across the face, cursing him viciously.
"Ouch—why did you hit me?" Gu Shujie frowned. "I'm your husband! Who does all the money I earn go to? Get that straight!"
"Those are despicable capitalists too," Zhang Ni said, her anger still burning.
Gu Shujie was so angry he laughed.
Fang Han was focused on writing code, but after Zhang Ni said those things, he slowed down and his face showed a lot of worry.
After graduation, he worked in a large company. There was only the pressure to survive in the company, and the benefits were very good. There was no workplace violence or being harassed.
But the outside world seems to be different. Gao Wen came back last time and said that she was made difficult by the curator and was very depressed.
I wonder if her case has been resolved? Or if she will be threatened in the same way?
Zhang Ni and Gu Shujie bickered for a while longer. Gu Shujie naturally gave in to his wife and repeatedly admitted his mistake: "Okay, okay, I know she's wronged, but there's nothing we can do. Since she's a yoga teacher, if she can't teach here, she'll go to another yoga studio. You can ask her then, and she can go there next time."
Zhang Ni thought about it and agreed; she would go and ask.
After letting Gu Shujie go, she noticed Fang Han, who was lost in thought, and asked him, "Engineer Fang, how's the computer? Has the data been recovered?"
"Okay," Fang Han replied, then, to avoid arousing suspicion, he continued to focus on the computer and got back to work.
Looking at Fang Han's focused expression, Zhang Ni said, "Engineer Fang is really hardworking. Even after work, he still comes here to work overtime."
People who strive for excellence always shine brightly.
Zhang Ni felt that her husband was like that, Gao Wen was like that, and Fang Han was like that too.
"If you don't work hard before you get married and have children, how will you support your wife and kids in the future?" Gu Shujie added after saying that, "Now is the time to work hard to save money, because you'll have a lot of expenses in the future, and you'll also have to take care of your child and wife."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ni looked at Gu Shujie with a happy and admiring expression, then turned to Fang Han and said, "Engineer Fang, you have to keep it up!"
Fang Han listened to what Gu Shujie had just said.
Earning money to support my wife and kids?
As he thought about it, his ears turned slightly red, and he avoided Zhang Ni's encouraging gaze.
Perhaps disturbed by what Zhang Ni and Gu Shujie said, Fang Han went back early.
All the way there, he kept thinking about whether Gao Wen had been bullied at the yoga studio today, and whether she was also very sad.
Fang Han wanted to message Gao Wen several times, but she held back in the end. Instead, she bought two bottles of fresh milk that Gao Wen liked at the convenience store downstairs. The milk was fresh and had just been delivered.
When they arrived home, Fang Han pushed open the door. Gao Wen heard the noise and looked over as well. Their eyes met.
Gao Wen's eyes, which had been dulled by the documents, brightened when she saw a living person, and a smile appeared on them: "You're back?"
Fang Han saw her smile and his tense nerves relaxed instantly: "Hmm," he said as he walked over and put two bottles of milk on the table, "Buy one get one free, so I bought two bottles."
Fresh milk, with its short shelf life, is a perishable product and is often discounted. Gao Wen had no doubt about this and even said, "That's quite a good deal; you can save more than ten yuan."
Living a good life requires careful budgeting! Especially now that she's practically unemployed!
Fang Han put down his schoolbag, took the milk and went to the kitchen. Gao Wen also got up and followed him in.
He poured the milk into a cup to heat it, while she opened the refrigerator and took out the fruit she had bought: "When I bought the cherries, I saw some big mangoes that had just arrived, so I bought one too. They're really big and very fresh. Look."
Fang Han fixed her computer and said he wouldn't charge her. She remembered to buy him some fruit when she went to buy fruit, and she made a special trip to buy it for him today.
As Gao Wen spoke, she took out a large mango from the refrigerator. The mango was indeed very large; she couldn't hold it with one hand and had to use both hands to hold it.
It was the first time she had ever bought such a big mango, and she looked quite excited.
Looking at her charming and lively appearance, Fang Han didn't dare to look at her for too long. He reached out and handed her the heated milk. Seeing that she looked eager, he spoke first: "Why don't you eat the mango? I want to try it."
A flicker of something flashed in Gao Wen's eyes; she could already imagine the sweetness of the fruit. She maintained a calm demeanor, though: "Are we going to eat it now? Surely we can't finish such a big mango?"
"It's alright, we'll leave some for them later." After saying that, Fang Han asked, "Would you like some too? Just to taste it."
She'll feel guilty if she eats too much, and she'll start fuming again.
"Okay then, just a small bite will do." Gao Wen gestured with her hand, her eyes filled with eagerness.
When she doesn't see food, she will resist the urge; but when she does see or smell it, she craves it more than anyone else.
Fang Han smiled faintly: "Okay."
"Do you know how to peel fruit? I don't." Gao Wen hesitated. She always asked the shop assistants to clean the fruit before buying it, so it was ready to eat.
It's a bit more expensive, but it's convenient.
"I can." Fang Han washed the mango, took out disposable gloves from the cabinet, put them on, and skillfully peeled the mango.
The sweet aroma of mangoes filled the kitchen. Gao Wen watched Fang Han, who was bent over preparing the fruit. He had long eyelashes and thin, pursed lips. He seemed very focused and serious in everything he did, his movements gentle.
Gao Wen realized she had been staring at Fang Han for too long, so she quickly looked away, drank her milk, and walked out, saying, "Senior, I need to go look at some literature first. I have to submit my first draft of the thesis proposal soon."
"Um."
After Gao Wen left, Fang Han looked up, moved his slightly stiff neck, and sighed silently in his heart.
From childhood to adulthood, he has always been methodical in everything he does, but when facing her, he easily loses his composure.
*
After Lin Siyue finished Gao Wen's class last time, her muscles ached for two days after she got home. Her laziness kicked in, and she canceled the next two classes. She figured she had already successfully booked a few classes this week, so she could just take the remaining classes one after another.
When she wanted to attend her weekend class, she discovered that the teacher had been changed to Mimi.
After confirming several times, Lin Siyue asked in the group: "Isn't the class on Saturday morning taught by Teacher Wenwen? Why is it Mimi now?"
Xiao Yuan, the receptionist, immediately replied to Lin Siyue in the group chat: "[Teacher Wenwen has something to attend to and won't be able to teach for the time being. We're really sorry, and hope you understand.]"
Lin Siyue felt a pang of disappointment, regretting that she hadn't continued teaching those two lessons.
Seeing that Lin Siyue had been lounging at home for several days, Lin Heng asked after dinner, "Why aren't you exercising again?"
"Teacher Wenwen didn't have any classes scheduled this week," Lin Siyue said.
Lin Heng frowned: "There are so many teachers and classes at the yoga studio, isn't there one that's suitable for you? Don't just do things for a short time."
Lin Siyue listened to him absentmindedly, still replying to messages on her phone.
"Lin Siyue," Lin Heng said in a deep voice.
Lin Siyue suddenly looked up and said indignantly, "It seems that Teacher Wenwen was targeted by the yoga studio, which is why she resigned. That's too much! Last time I saw her alone in the studio, there wasn't even a receptionist, and she finished class so late."
Zhang Ni and Lin Siyue added each other on WeChat last time. Zhang Ni told her that Teacher Wenwen would no longer come to class. The director wouldn't let her come anymore, and she wasn't even allowed to finish this week's class.
"That curator is a real jerk. She scheduled such a bad time for her; it's clearly targeting her. No wonder the teachers won't want to come to class," Lin Siyue said, then asked Lin Heng, "Brother, don't you think so?"
Lin Heng remained unfazed: "A new teacher with limited experience, the school has its reasons for making this arrangement. As a newcomer, one must first learn and remain calm."
"She's not coming anymore, she's never coming to class again." Lin Siyue said angrily, her face falling. "I still have classes scheduled with her, what am I supposed to do?"
“No one will fawn over her just because she doesn’t attend class. If she doesn’t have a class, you can attend someone else’s,” Lin Heng thought of Gao Wen, who had resigned, and his face darkened even more. “She hasn’t even grown strong enough yet, and she’s already eager to show her temper. In the world of business, no one will cater to you. You have to adapt to the environment on your own.”
“Brother, you have no idea what happened,” Lin Siyue thought Gao Wen wasn’t that kind of person. “She’s quite responsible.”
Lin Heng: "A newcomer, who hasn't been in the center for long, already has such a temper. What about if he changes centers? How many times can he manage?"
He was somewhat resentful that Gao Wen hadn't appreciated his efforts. As if eager to prove himself right, he felt his decisions and judgments had never been flawed.
Lin Siyue: "It's someone else targeting her."
"You know everything?" Lin Heng retorted.
Lin Siyue was furious and retorted, "Everyone heard that, bro. Why do I feel like you have malice towards her? Your words are so barbed."
Lin Heng's face darkened: "What did you say?!"
"Alright, alright, at worst we can just go to another venue and find another teacher. There will be other great teachers out there," Lin's mother said, trying to smooth things over.
Lin Siyue had never dared to argue with Lin Heng since she was a child, and she was intimidated by his appearance. However, she still stubbornly said, "Brother, what you said is biased. I think other people's classes are not good. If she doesn't go, fine. I don't want to practice anymore. I might as well stay home and sleep."
After saying that, Lin Siyue stormed off to her room.
"You child—" Lin's mother said helplessly.
Lin Heng's face turned pale, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
Gao Wen thought he was wrong, and now Lin Siyue also thought he was wrong? The two young girls, who hadn't even graduated yet, were quite assertive.
"Xiao Heng, don't argue with her."
"Mom, I'm going to work overtime."
Lin Heng interrupted his mother and turned to leave.
Lin's mother looked at the two of them and felt a headache coming on. Just then, Jiang Shuyan called and told her about the matter.
Jiang Shuyan listened patiently on the other end of the line, gently comforting Lin's mother: "Auntie, don't worry, they are siblings, there's no grudge that lasts overnight. I'm going to see Aheng later and will talk to him too. Xiaoyue is still young, she must have her own temper. I know it's rare for Xiaoyue to go out and not stay at home. My friend also runs a yoga studio, I'll go to your house tomorrow and take Xiaoyue there to have a look, find her an experienced and good teacher to guide her, and ask someone to take good care of her."
"She's been lying at home for so long, she needs to go out and get some exercise. It's a good thing, and we should encourage and support her to keep up this hobby."
After Jiang Shuyan comforted her, Lin's mother was very relieved and kept praising her for being there.
The next day.
Jiang Shuyan went to the Lin family early in the morning.
The Jiang and Lin families are old friends and considered a good match. The elders of both families intend to bring Lin Heng and Jiang Shuyan together, but their relationship is currently lukewarm, not quite lovers yet.
"Xiaoyan's here? Come in quickly, let's have breakfast together." Lin's mother smiled warmly and said affectionately to Jiang Shuyan.
"Where is Aheng?" Jiang Shuyan asked.
Just as Jiang Shuyan finished speaking, she saw Lin Heng walking over. He was wearing a casual suit, tall and slender, with a three-dimensional face and a cold and arrogant temperament.
His face alone was enough to make her heart flutter, not to mention Lin Heng's abilities and devotion; he was simply a man she could never have otherwise obtained.
Before Jiang Shuyan transmigrated into this book and became the female lead, she was just an ordinary person, unremarkable. Because she stayed up all night reading this sweet novel, she envied the female lead for not only having a good family background but also a good mother-in-law like Lin's mother. More importantly, the male lead was domineering, handsome, and devoted. The female lead didn't have to do anything to have such a good fate and live a perfect life. All the supporting characters were just foils for her, and they would all seek their own demise without her having to deal with them personally.
She wished she could be the female lead.
When she woke up, she had indeed become Jiang Shuyan.
"Come and have some breakfast, it's just been made and it's still hot." Lin's mother pulled Jiang Shuyan towards the dining table and busied herself getting her bowls and chopsticks.
"Where's Xiaoyue?" Jiang Shuyan asked.
"It's so early, she must not be awake yet." Lin's mother shook her head. "These days, she can sleep until the afternoon. Unless she has to get up early for yoga, it's considered early if she wakes up at noon!"
“It seems that practicing yoga is the best way to regulate her sleep schedule. I need to find her a yoga teacher she's satisfied with,” Jiang Shuyan smiled, then casually asked, “What happened to her previous yoga teacher? Did she stop teaching?”
"Yes, I heard that she had a conflict with the yoga studio and resigned from teaching. I don't know the specifics. She said it wasn't the yoga teacher's problem, but the studio's. She got really angry about it, saying that the teacher was a good person and she wanted to stand up for her."
As soon as Lin's mother finished speaking, Lin Heng declared, "Tell her not to get involved, or she might be used as a pawn. If a little conflict arises, she'll quit at the drop of a hat; she lacks problem-solving skills and has a poor understanding of herself."
“I don’t think such a person has great patience and teaching ability. If he leaves this institution, the next one may not be as good, and may even be worse than the one he left.”
Jiang Shuyan nodded in agreement: "That's true. Her resignation can't threaten anyone. If she quits without finding another job and suffers some grievances, it may seem tough, but in reality, she might have trouble finding another job and end up living a difficult life."
“I think it’s a good opportunity to change this teacher. I’ll find her a more professional one. There are so many good teachers out there, it won’t make a difference if she doesn’t get one more.”
Just as Lin's mother was about to reply, Lin Siyue came out from inside.
"Xiaoyue's awake? Come and have breakfast, Shuyan's here," Lin's mother said to Lin Siyue.
Jiang Shuyan stood up, ready to act as a mediator between Lin Siyue and Lin Heng. The two had just had a minor disagreement yesterday, and it was the perfect time for her to step in.
"Mom, I'm not eating anymore, I'm going out," Lin Siyue said, hurriedly putting on her shoes.
"Where are you going so early?" Lin's mother asked.
Lin Siyue smiled broadly and said excitedly, "Teacher Wenwen went to another new studio. That Fan Ying was absolutely disgusting. She only let her work part-time and wouldn't let her sell private lessons. She would deliberately make things difficult for her, not only withholding her hourly rate but also forcing her to pay for her own training, otherwise she would make things difficult for her. That new studio promoted her to a gold-level teacher. The decor there is much better than this one. She offers a lot of different classes at that yoga studio, and the time slots are great. It's fantastic!"
"That yoga studio just opened today, and they have lots of activities going on. I need to go check it out right away."
......
After saying that, Lin Siyue jogged out the door.
Lin Heng had just spoken so emphatically that Jiang Shuyan didn't dare to look at his extremely ugly expression.
At the same time, a sense of worry arose within her.
Lin Siyue used to cling to her, telling her everything and wanting her to accompany her wherever she wanted to go. She liked her very much and called her "sister-in-law" all the time.
Since starting yoga classes, Lin Siyue has been frequently mentioning her yoga teacher, but she hasn't contacted her proactively in a long time.
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