Chapter 21

Ten-plus minutes later,

the CT results came out.

It was confirmed that Yu Zhouzhou had a hairline fracture and needed at least two weeks of bed rest.

Then,

at Qin Feng’s strong insistence,

Xu Qin put a cast on Yu Zhouzhou’s foot,

and then borrowed a wheelchair from the infirmary for Qin Feng to take Yu Zhouzhou away.

Before leaving,

Qin Feng secretly transferred one thousand yuan to Xu Qin to pay for the medical expenses, and Xu Qin accepted it without refusal.

Sitting in the wheelchair,

moving slowly along the tree-lined path,

Yu Zhouzhou’s mood seemed to have eased a lot.

She looked up at Qin Feng behind her,

and said: "Qin Feng, thank you for taking me to see the doctor."

"You're welcome."

Qin Feng asked casually: "Dr. Xu said that for the first two days, it's best for you to lie down and rest. So, what will you do about meals for these two days?"

"It's fine, don't worry."

Yu Zhouzhou waved her hand: "I can ask my roommates to bring me food. Although we've only known each other for a few days, we get along quite well."

"That's good."

Qin Feng responded, turned left,

and then pushed the wheelchair toward the girls' dormitory that Yu Zhouzhou pointed to...

Yongli Gym,

yoga room.

After leading Song Qian and the others through a set of movements,

Xiaomeng let everyone rest for a while,

while she walked out of the yoga room,

and knocked on the manager’s office door.

"Come in."

Pushing the door open,

looking at the pig-headed manager in front of her,

Xiaomeng asked: "Manager, has our gym changed owners?"

"Yeah, I only got the news yesterday. I heard they injected 20 million directly, taking a 60% stake."

"Then, Manager, will we be replaced?"

Anyone in the gym business knows that a new emperor brings new courtiers.

Generally, once a gym owner changes,

the original managers, coaches, and so on are all replaced by the new owner.

Therefore, upon learning that the gym had changed owners,

Xiaomeng hurried over to find the manager and inquire about the situation.

And the manager at this moment,

was looking Xiaomeng up and down carefully,

and then said with a smile: "Xiaomeng, I am the managing director, so the possibility of me being replaced is not high."

"But you are just a yoga coach; you are actually dispensable."

"However, if you can keep me company, I might be able to put in a good word for you with the new owner."

"Get lost!"

Xiaomeng cursed,

slammed the door, and left.

After leaving the manager’s office,

Xiaomeng did not return to the yoga room but sat in the cafe, considering her next steps.

As a yoga coach,

Xiaomeng’s monthly class fees plus bonuses and such totaled over ten thousand.

This amount is considered a relatively high income in third or fourth-tier cities,

but in the Imperial Capital, where every inch of land is worth gold,

a monthly salary of over ten thousand is equivalent to eating dirt.

Xiaomeng is a woman, and a woman with a pretty face and a great figure.

Otherwise,

Qiao Weidong’s ex-wife Song Qian wouldn't have come to her to learn yoga.

Thinking of Qiao Weidong,

Xiaomeng frowned.

Although she only started dating Qiao Weidong after his divorce,

which was a normal romantic relationship,

Xiaomeng always felt that Qiao Weidong was guarded against her.

First, because

after they got together, Xiaomeng had talked to Qiao Weidong about marriage,

but Qiao Weidong rejected her directly on the grounds that Xiaomeng was still young.

Second,

Xiaomeng had always wanted a child of her own,

so she had always wanted to have a child with Qiao Weidong,

but Qiao Weidong, in order to avoid having children, could actually hide from Xiaomeng for months...

These things

made Xiaomeng feel very sad,

so she had been seriously considering whether to break up with Qiao Weidong.

"Qianqian, Qianqian!"

In the yoga room,

Song Qian was stretching,

when Tong Wenjie walked in quickly, pulled Song Qian, and asked: "Qianqian, I heard you found a Qingbei teacher for Yingzi?"

"Not a teacher."

Song Qian said patiently: "It's a freshman who just got into Qingbei this year, a top scorer in the college entrance exam."

"That's even better!"

Tong Wenjie was overjoyed: "Then Qianqian, can you let my Fang Yifan come and sit in on the classes too? You know, Fang Yifan’s grades are really too poor!"

"That doesn't seem right, does it?"

Song Qian hesitated, preparing to refuse: "I already agreed with him that I would only bring Yingzi."

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you add one more person. Add one, add one."

Tong Wenjie shook Song Qian’s arm and started acting spoiled: "Oh, Qianqian, just agree to it, agree to it."

"If it really doesn't work, we can split the class fees, half each!"

Split the class fees?

Half each?

Hearing this, Song Qian almost laughed out loud.

After a while,

she looked at Tong Wenjie meaningfully and thought to herself: "Tong Wenjie, do you know what you are saying?"

"Qianqian, if you don't speak, that means you agreed!"

Tong Wenjie spoke quickly, directly blocking Song Qian’s mouth,

and then sat beside Song Qian, sighed, and said: "Sigh, Qianqian, I’m planning to divorce Fang Yuan..."

"Divorce?"

Song Qian turned her head to look at Tong Wenjie: "Just because of that car accident?"

"Not entirely."

Tong Wenjie shook her head: "It’s more because I’m tired. Physically tired, and mentally tired."

"For the sake of this family, I’m a woman nearly 40 years old, and I still have to silently endure my boss’s harassment and my assistant’s difficulties. I’m really on the verge of a breakdown..."

"Honestly, Qianqian, I don’t want to go on like this anymore. I am a person; I want to have my own life. I want to swim, I want to work out, and I want to sleep with my young toy boy for three days and three nights!"

"???"

Hearing this, Song Qian raised her eyebrows at Tong Wenjie: "So, you cheated?"

"No."

Tong Wenjie had spoken incorrectly in her excitement, so she quickly changed her words: "Qianqian, I was just saying that casually. There’s really no such thing."

"Looking at how anxious you are..."

Song Qian shook her head helplessly and smiled: "I’m not Fang Yuan; I don’t care if you cheat or not."

"However, Tong Wenjie, I have to say the ugly things first: regarding the divorce, I advise you to consider it carefully."

"After all, before the divorce, no matter what kind of person Fang Yuan is, he can still share some of the family matters with you."

"But after the divorce, all the family matters will depend on you alone. Look at me; I am the most typical example."

"Sigh..."

Tong Wenjie sighed upon hearing this, and then couldn't help but say: "Oh God, give me a few houses too, so I can just divorce and live such a carefree life..."