Chapter 207: Fitness
Chu Xiaoyao wasn’t there for a workout; she just came to play with Li Yifei. Watching as Yifei moved from one exercise to the next, she stayed by his side, occasionally handing him a towel or bringing him water, her eyes filled with admiration.
The amount of exercise Yifei did was simply too much, far surpassing those training beside him. Even the guys with big builds seemed weak in comparison. Xiaoyao couldn’t understand how someone with Yifei’s physique could possess such immense strength.
What Xiaoyao didn’t realize was that Yifei didn’t want to attract too much attention here, so he was actually holding back. Otherwise, if the gym-goers saw the kind of workouts he was used to with the Flying Hawk Squad, they would indeed think of him as a monster.
Li Yifei quite enjoyed Chu Xiaoyao’s attentiveness. He thought to himself that having someone as obedient as Xiaoyao around wasn’t a bad idea, perhaps even as a concubine.
But the thought made him laugh at himself. What kind of absurd idea was that? This wasn’t ancient society, the law mandated monogamy, and he could only have one wife. As for keeping mistresses, that never crossed Yifei’s mind, even though with his capabilities, it wouldn’t be a problem to support one or even several.
More than anything, Yifei now longed for a normal life with a cozy little home and one loving wife—that would be enough.
"Hey, Chu Xiaoyao, what are you doing here?" A girl’s voice came from behind. Yifei didn’t look back and continued his workout.
"You are... Songying?" Xiaoyao turned around to see who called her and took a closer look before recognizing her. It was a girl about her age, pretty too, but dressed quite flamboyantly with streaks of red and yellow in her hair. Although she had little makeup on, the row of earrings on her ears and several delicate tattoos on her arm made Xiaoyao almost unrecognizable.
She was Xiaoyao’s classmate from middle school. They had a competitive relationship because both were pretty and strong-willed, constantly vying for one thing or another. While they hadn’t had a significant conflict, there were numerous small ones.
Yet, after not seeing each other for more than two years, Xiaoyao felt no animosity upon meeting her old classmate again; there was, after all, some joy in seeing an old friend.