The subordinate was about to offer more advice when the man on the sofa raised his long arm impatiently and waved him off.

The subordinate fell silent, bowed his head, and retreated from the room.

**

Saturday evening, Maji Decoration Company.

It was almost quitting time.

Another workday had passed.

Xiaoxiao hadn’t been out for a while, and today her daddy took her to the baby swim center to play; they probably hadn’t returned yet.

Since moving to A City, with work on one hand and taking care of the baby on the other, Liang Anya had no personal time, so she planned to go to the nearby gym for a yoga session after work to relax a bit.

As soon as the workday ended, she stretched lazily, ready to get up, when a dialog box popped up on the screen:

"How’s the baby? Is the cold any better?"

Baby your big head!

Liang Anya made a face at the computer in annoyance, then cautiously checked her surroundings, using her body to block the computer lest anyone see it.

Afraid that if she didn’t reply, he would bombard her with messages, she hurriedly typed out a few words: "Already better!"

"As expected of my heir, recovering so quickly. I’ll send some baby nutrient products to your place later."

"No need!"

"Then I’ll personally come to see my daughter."

Wasn’t her dad angry enough that day at the hospital? She quickly typed: "Daddy took Xiaoxiao to the baby swim center, they’re not home, probably not back until evening!"

"Oh? Then what about your brother?" came the reply after a few seconds of pause.

Why was he asking about her brother? She responded impatiently, "Busy at the company."

"So, you’re alone on a weekend evening?"

"What’s it to you?"

"Aren’t you a married woman? Shouldn’t you be with your husband? Haven’t you told your dad and brother about your marriage to Jiang Pinhao?" The line was dripping with sarcasm.

"How I spend my weekend doesn’t seem to concern you!" She couldn’t be bothered to continue the conversation, and with a bang, she shut down the computer.

*********************

Evening at the gym.

Liang Anya changed into a form-fitting yoga outfit and just managed to catch today’s yoga class.

The 40-minute yoga class ended, and it was time for a break.

She was drenched in fragrant sweat, her body aches alleviated considerably, feeling full of energy, she stretched her limbs a little.

At this moment, her fellow yoga classmates started chattering excitedly, looking outside.

The sounds of surprise were like someone had seen some rare exotic creature.

The yoga room was a semi-open glass-walled studio.

She picked up a bottle of mineral water and while gulping it down, she looked in that direction, only to see a group of female gym-goers crowded around the equipment meant for working out biceps.

Because the crowd was too dense and packed tightly, from her angle, she couldn’t see the person surrounded by the women, only the looks of excitement and thrill on their faces.

Could it be some celebrity visiting?

A City was a small place, celebrities rarely visited; surely the gym had brought in some exceptionally handsome personal trainer.

Just then, with a whoosh, the person on the equipment stood up, causing the surrounding young women to cry out in surprise.

Liang Anya failed to contain a mouthful of mineral water and sprayed it out!

Si Yuheng was dressed in standard gym attire, and upon seeing the yoga class had ended, he walked straight toward the yoga studio—

The slightly undersized racerback tank clung to his tall, robust frame, outlining two prominently focused areas on his upper body.

Underneath the four-cornered sports shorts were two long, muscular legs with sinewy muscles!

His muscles, freshly exercised, glistened with sexy, mesmerizing sweat, which soaked his tank, highlighting the muscle lines on either side of his back.

With his naturally blue feline eyes, dark-brown hair, and a perfectly sculpted jawline, he looked like a character stepping out from a manga, even more striking than a star...

No wonder he was surrounded tightly by a group of women!

Seeing the man walk away from the group of women and into the yoga studio, the women inside immediately buzzed with excitement:

"Oh my god, that mixed-race heartthrob’s here."

"Is he going to join the yoga class too? Oh no, I’m so nervous."

A few female students secretly picked up their yoga mats, ready to see where he would sit, then move closer to him.

...

The yoga instructor realized what was happening and hurried to the door: "Sir, sorry, our gym’s yoga classes require pre-registration to join..."

Liang Anya breathed a sigh of relief, hmph, did he think the world was his to enter at will?

At the door, the man paused, leaned forward a few inches, getting close to the yoga instructor’s face: "Can’t I audit a class, miss?"

The yoga instructor’s face gradually turned red, as if struck by lightning. This mixed-race man’s Chinese was charmingly flawless; his imperfect accent added an indescribable charm, causing her to stammer: "Well... you can come in then."

Saying so, she returned to the center of the room, clapping her hands: "Alright, everyone has relaxed enough, let’s continue with the second half of the class!"

Damn, where’s the professionalism? Does being good-looking mean green lights all the way?

Liang Anya had no mood left for the second half of the yoga class, so she picked up her yoga mat and headed outside the studio.

Si Yuheng glanced quickly, his long arm swung the studio door shut with a bang, grabbing her arm and pulling her forcibly back onto the yoga mat.

Inside the studio, curtains were drawn, the light was dim, and calming, soothing yoga music began to play.

Si Yuheng swiftly grabbed a yoga mat and placed it beside Liang Anya.

In this environment, Liang Anya couldn’t very well cause a scene and disrupt others, so she had to grit her teeth and continue the class, whispering, "What are you here for?"

"What else does one do at a gym besides workout?"

"...How did you know I was here?"

"Making a phone call to your company and asking your colleagues isn’t too difficult, is it?"

The yoga instructor’s sweet, professional voice floated to them:

"...Okay, for the second half, we’re going to try the ’Chair Pose.’ This is a partner yoga pose that requires cooperation between two people, suitable for couples or partners. Find a partner to complete this action, and after getting familiar with it, you can practice it at home with your husband or boyfriend. This partner yoga originates from Indian Tantra, and practicing this position can enhance a man’s sexual function, increasing passion between couples or partners. Please follow me step by step..."

Inside the studio, participants quickly paired up with their partners.

With Si Yuheng’s eye-catching appearance, he immediately became a sought-after partner.

"Can I do partner yoga with you?" A girl shyly moved over first, daringly speaking to Si Yuheng.

"You’re too late, she’s quicker than you." Si Yuheng caught Liang Anya’s slender wrist, pulling her up, slightly raising his chin, enchanting everyone.

"Who’s quicker...?" Whoever wants him can have him, can’t they? Before she could finish, he encircled her waist, using his strength to pull her aside strongly.