Yoga
Yoga
Jiang Jin called Sister Yu over. “I’ve been out the entire day so I’m a little tired. Help me to the room
and massage my legs. How’s the baby? Did A Nuan say anything?”
Sister Yu smiled and held Jiang Jin’s arm. “Don’t worry. A Nuan said the Little Master was very well-
behaved today. He ate well, slept well, and had a lot of fun.”
Jiang Jin smiled. “That’s good, that’s good. I feel at ease with A Nuan looking after the baby.”
The two elderly women chatted and laughed as they made their way upstairs.
Ye Xin watched angrily as the two figures disappeared upstairs. She stomped her feet before turning Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
around to leave.
When a helper that was at the entrance of the house saw Ye Xin, she asked, “Young Madam, where
are you going?”
Ye Xin said unhappily, “I’m going to attend my yoga class!”
…
At the entrance of the yoga studio.
Ye Xin’s car had just driven away when an inconspicuous car followed after her.
Liang Zhou looked at the road ahead nervously before she asked Mu Chen who was sitting next to her,
“You… Where are you taking me?”
Mu Chen ignored her. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes to rest.
Liang Zhou looked at him helplessly. Mu Chen was the only one left in the world who was related to her
by blood, but he hated her to the bones because she had stolen his father and caused his mother’s
death. This made her unable to face him for the rest of her life. She was deeply afraid because she
knew she owed him; she did not need anyone to remind her of that. For all these reasons, she had
always been timid and careful in front of him.
Just when Liang Zhou had given up on receiving a reply from Mu Chen, he suddenly asked, “Do you
really believe he’s loyal to you?”
Mu Chen’s voice was so calm that it was eerie.
“What? Who?” Liang Zhou asked, confused. It took a moment before she realized he was referring to
Mu Qing. Her heart skipped a beat before she mustered up her courage and said, “I… I trust him.”
Mu Chen did not respond.