Years later.

The yoga studio reopened, and Gao Wen was the first teacher to return to the gym for classes.

The others are still immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year. She has already been booked with a full schedule of classes. She will also go back to school to meet with her tutor in a while, revise her thesis and prepare for graduation. She may not attend classes so frequently by then.

"There are so many people applying for Victoria's Secret weight loss?" Xu Mei took the registration form recorded by Xiaomei and wrote two rows of them densely.

"It's Chinese New Year, and everyone accidentally ate too much." Xiaomei replied.

Xu Mei smiled and said, "That's right. We'll see how to schedule classes then. How many more classes will be opened?"

Xiaomei: "They said that Teacher Wenwen should be called upon by roll call, and if the teacher changes, they should be informed."

Xu Mei was confused: "How can we schedule classes with so many people?"

Some movements require assistance, and even two people cannot take care of them, so the effect is not obvious.

Xiaomei laughed out loud: "There is no way, they all say that watching Teacher Wenwen makes them more motivated."

Hearing this, Xu Mei fell silent, unable to refute.

No matter how harsh they are on themselves, the natural conditions are there, Gao Wen is different, her voice is nice, the time is right, the place is right, and the people are in the right place, they all take advantage of it.

Just stop there and it will become your own sign.

Hu Hong walked in, still carrying something in his hand, and greeted a few people with a smile.

"What did you bring to Wenwen again?" Xu Mei walked out from the front desk and talked to her.

"Shiitake Mushroom and Huaishan Soup." Hu Hong walked over and looked at the registration forms, "What is Victoria's Secret Slimming? Is it to lose weight?"

"Slimming and shaping." Xu Mei answered.

"Wenwen's class?" Hu Hong asked again.

Xu Mei: "For now."

Hu Hong was eager to try: "Can I come in?"

Xu Mei looked at her tall and slender figure and thought about it considering her age.

Gao Wen was giving Zhang Ni a private lesson today, and when she came out, Hu Hong had already left.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw the lunch box on the table, and then heard that Hu Hong had signed up for three sessions of the Victoria's Secret slimming class.

"I told her that she didn't have to attend, but she wanted to." Xu Mei added after finishing her words, "She said she wanted to continue your class several times, but I stopped her every time. This is really the first time she has stopped.

Members are continuing their classes on a large scale.”

Hu Hong offered only 200 knots, and she was jealous of the money, but Gao Wen said that he could not renew it for the time being.

"I want to join too." Zhang Ni also signed up, a little excited, "If I lose a little more, my weight will be almost the same as before I got married."

Just because it was effective, even when she screamed in pain during Gao Wen's class, she gritted her teeth and endured it, and she dared to come next time.

"Then let her go. It can also increase her physical fitness." Gao Wen was helpless.

After receiving a message from Fang Han on her mobile phone, she walked aside with her lunch box.

Today is the weekend, Fang Han asked Gao Wen what she wanted to eat, or maybe he would come to her to go out for dinner later.

Gao Wen opened the lunch box, and a scent filled the air, stimulating the taste buds.

She took a photo and sent it to Fang Han.

Fang Han looked at the lunch box and felt a little familiar: "Did my mother give it to you?"

Gao Wen: Yeah.

After she replied to Fang Han's message, she received another message from Hu Hong, which was a voice message. After clicking on it, Hu Hong's voice came out: "Wenwen, you have to eat it while it's hot. I made this soup."

.”

Gao Wen told Fang Han that this soup was made by Hu Hong, but he didn't believe it.

In his memory, Hu Hong could fry tomatoes and scrambled eggs until they were mushy. If it was really Hu Hong who made them...

Fang Han quickly sent her a message: Eat less.

In fact, he wanted to try not to eat it, but it didn't seem very good.

Gao Wen had already tasted the first bite and thought it was pretty good, no different from the ones made outside.

She had a small appetite and had to control her diet. Hu Hong brought her soup, so Fang Han had to eat alone. He was still at the company and went home after thinking about it.

When Hu Hong saw Fang Han coming back, he was surprised at first, and then waved to him: "I stewed Huaishan soup this morning, and there was some left when I sent it to Wenwen. You go and finish the leftovers. It's really cheap.

is you."

Fang Han: "..."

This is what I said.

However, Fang Han came back to confirm how the soup Hu Hong cooked was, so he asked specifically: "Is it cooked?"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Hong was furious: "What do you mean?!"

Look down on her?!

audacious in the extreme.

Fang Han's words succeeded in irritating Hu Hong, and Fang Hongming said quickly: "Your mother got up early in the morning to cut Huaishan. She stayed up twice. How can you talk like a kid?"

"I won't let you eat it." Hu Hong snorted coldly.

"I was wrong." Fang Han shamelessly served a bowl, and it tasted good. With Fang Hongming beside him, there should be no problem, and he finished it in a few seconds.

There was a reason why he was so worried. One time when Fang Hongming was on a business trip, the dark dishes Hu Hong cooked left him so frightened that he almost didn't end up in the hospital.

Hu Hong stood aside and continued: "Wenwen praised me for making it delicious. You didn't say a word after eating. I'm getting more and more dissatisfied with you now. It would be great if Wenwen were my daughter."

"I'll leave right away and go back to get something." Fang Han also reminded, "Her taste is on the light side and she doesn't like greasy food. Don't put the ribs next time, it's too greasy."

Hu Hong: "..."

Fang Han returned to his room, opened the drawer, found a bottle of essential oil, held it in his hand and walked out.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon.

A middle-aged woman with a plump figure entered the yoga studio.

Xiaomei was at the front desk when she saw the person coming and stood up with a warm attitude: "Hello, welcome to Yuhe Yoga Studio."

The woman looked at Xiaomei, smiled, and said directly: "I heard that your place is good, and I want to come and experience it. What courses do you have?"

"What class do you want to experience?" Xiaomei walked out.

At this time, except for private training, there are no other classes, or you can only wait until the evening. The woman said: "Then let's take private training."

"Is there a designated teacher?" Xiaomei said, "But all the other teachers in the library are in class now. Only Teacher Wenwen has just finished class and is practicing on her own in the classroom."

Hearing this name, the woman's expression slightly grimaced.

"Teacher Wenwen is the most popular teacher in our library. She is very professional. Look -"

"Just her." The woman spoke a little faster, her mood fluctuating a little.

Xiaomei told her the price of the trial class. After getting the agreement, she went to the innermost classroom, spoke to Gao Wen, and then came back and said, "You go change your clothes first, and then we will start class."

The woman absentmindedly took the clothes Xiaomei gave her, walked to the changing room, and walked to the classroom when she came out.

When she arrived at the door of the classroom, she saw Gao Wen's back to her.

Gao Wen is wearing light black yoga clothes. She has a slender figure and is doing poses. She looks pleasing to the eye.

The woman suddenly felt a little dazed. Many years ago, she had the same figure, but not so soft.

"Teacher Wenwen." Xiaomei smiled and called Gao Wen, reminding her, "It's time for class."

Gao Wen turned around and saw the woman in front of the door. Both of them looked stunned.

The phone at the front desk rang, and Xiaomei hurried over to answer the phone without noticing the changes in the two of them.

"Come in." Gao Wen reacted first, stood up and walked to the door. After Song Jie walked in, he closed the door and said with no emotion in his tone, "What is the purpose of your coming to practice yoga?"

Song Jie said nothing and kept looking at her for a while before saying, "Why are you here?"

When she sold her house and came to the capital, she never asked about Gao Wen again. She thought that Gao Wen would never leave that small city, let alone come to the capital.

The two will never meet again in their lifetime.

Gao Wen did not answer her question: "We started class from the moment you walked in. I have a class next period and can't delay the class, so you can tell me your needs and we will provide targeted classes."

She was so calm that Song Jie didn't recognize her at all, just like another person.

If it weren't for the similar faces, Song Jie would have felt that she had recognized the wrong person.

"Please help me see what I need to practice." Song Jie kept looking at Gao Wen, but still didn't come back to her senses.

When she left, Gao Wen didn't have the college entrance examination. How could she come to the capital and become a yoga teacher? She sent her to dance lessons when she was a child, but she didn't have much talent.

"Sit down first." Gao Wen walked towards her and stood behind her to help her check her body. When she saw Song Jie frowning in pain, "Your neck is arched, and you have problems with your shoulders, waist and back. It's different."

degree of strain.”

Song Jie paused and then said: "Maybe it's confinement disease. Now I often can't bend down and my hands and feet are numb. Is it still okay?"

She actually wanted to come here to get in shape, improve her immunity, and have another baby.

After Gao's father died, Song Jie met Jiang Hongwen, a native of the capital. He was nearly twenty years older than her, but what did it matter? Jiang Hongwen had an ancestral courtyard house in the capital with a market value of hundreds of millions. Not only that, he also had multiple properties in various cities.

These are not on the same level as Father Gao at all.

Jiang Hongwen only had one daughter and longed for a son, so Song Jie couldn't wait to get pregnant with his child.

When she went to the hospital for a 4D scan, Song Jie took the examination report to look at, and people said it was a son. She sent the report to Jiang Hongwen, and he also looked at it, and he said it was probably a son.

Seeing that she has no worries for the rest of her life, how could Song Jie still guard Gao Wen?

As soon as the house was sold, he took all the money and came to the capital. Jiang Hongwen gave her a house to live in, hired a nanny, and booked an expensive confinement center.

Song Jie was also waiting to give birth to a son. Her mother lived the life of a rich wife based on the wealth of her son. During this period, Jiang Hongwen also got divorced. Although some money was taken away from her, in Song Jie's view, her assets were still very large.

Before the two registered, Jiang Hongwen took Song Jie to check again through illegal means. It was still his son, so he received the certificate.

Who knows, fate plays tricks on people, and she is born a daughter.

Song Jie went to the confinement center alone and came back alone. Jiang Hongwen no longer paid any child support. She was spending her own money to raise the child. How could there be a nanny?

All the good life was shattered. Fortunately, she was able to adapt and work hard to repair her relationship with Jiang Hongwen and barely avoid divorce. However, she struggled with wits and courage to get some money, but she didn't get any benefits and ended up being a loser.

Gao Wen looked at Song Jie again and finally said: "It can improve a little, but it is already very serious. You have to avoid doing heavy work and it will take a long time to take care of it."

She looked at Song Jie's haggard face. She was more than ten years older than before, her body had gained a lot of weight, and she still had some problems, big and small.

Song Jie's eyes dimmed, and then she smiled bitterly.

She is good-looking and married Gao's father at a young age. Gao's father helped her when she gave birth to Gao Wen. Now she is completely alone and can't even take care of food. She has fallen to a level she never expected.

"Let's go to class." Gao Wen turned around and walked to the cabinet and took out a blanket and assistive devices.

"How are you doing?" Song Jie asked her.

"Stand on the middle body line of the mat, with your feet spread wide and as wide as your pelvis." Gao Wen's tone of voice was gentle and instructive, and her face was calm as she spoke the introductory words.

Song Jie had to do as she said.

"Your pelvis is tilted forward a lot." Gao Wen placed the yoga block in front of her body.

Song Jie had no intention of attending class at all. Listening to Gao Wen's words, she slowed down her movements and kept looking at her.

Gao Wen remained expressionless: "If you want to practice, you must practice seriously. It is good for you and me. If you don't know how to exert your strength, then focus on that area."

Song Jie didn't know if she understood it, but the effect was not ideal anyway.

Gao Wen was also in this class with little interest. When the time came, she stretched Song Jie and then the get out of class was over.

Xiaomei opened the door and brought a cup of scented tea. Gao Wen brought it to Song Jie and said in a gentler tone: "Drink some tea and have a rest."

Before Song Jie could speak, Gao Wen said again: "I still have classes, so I'll go to class first. If you have any questions, you can tell Xiaomei, or we can communicate after class."

After saying this, she walked to the small classroom next to her.

Seeing Gao Wen's strange behavior, Song Jie stopped holding the cup.

When she walked out, Xiaomei asked her about her experience.

"Not bad." Song Jie said.

Xiaomei was not surprised at all: "Teacher Wenwen is a very professional teacher here. The small classes at this time are all full, and you have to queue up at night. According to members' feedback, the class experience is very good."

Song Jie twitched her lips and asked for information: "How long has she been here with you?"

Xiaomei: "We only opened the studio in the second half of last year. Teacher Wenwen came to us not long ago, but she was also very popular in other yoga studios before."

"Then has she been doing this for a long time? She looks very young." Song Jie guessed that Gao Wen might have dropped out of school and then came to the capital to practice yoga to make money. Did he know that she came to the capital?

"She is very young to begin with," Xiao Meixiao couldn't help but say, "She is younger than me. She has not graduated from college yet, and she is doing very well in studies. She is studying at Capital University and graduated in June this year. She is not yet...

Even if you officially leave the society, it’s really awesome.”

Xiaomei and Gao Wen have a good relationship because they are similar in age and Gao Wen is very inspiring and everyone likes her.

When Song Jie heard the news, she paused while holding the water glass, her eyes filled with shock.

She didn't know the news and thought that Gao Wen would only finish high school and stop going to school.

I heard that the standards for admission to Capital University are very high for people from other provinces. It probably caused a sensation in their small city. It is the best university in the country.

Song Jie's previous plan for Gao Wen was to try her best to get into a good university, otherwise she would find a rich man to marry, have children, and live a good life.

She is like this. She feels that she is responsible for spending money and it is more comfortable to rely on others than to work hard on her own. Gao Wen has also been pampered since she was a child and cannot endure hardships, but she is more ambitious than she imagined.

"If you think the course is good, you can consider it." Xiaomei brought the topic back.

Song Jie lowered her head to drink tea, hiding her expression, and said softly: "How much does her class cost?"

"You just took a trial class, which is 688. If you want to continue to sign up for private tutoring, it will be 888, starting from class 10. In the small class, if Teacher Wenwen's class

, it will also be a little more expensive——”

Xiaomei introduced the course, and Song Jie interrupted her: "What's the price of the activity?"

These salons or beauty salons always have a very high price, and then there is a discount here, and there is a discount there. She just heard the word Wenwen, and she was a little dazed. Plus the other person said that she was the most professional and the most popular, so she

It was all confused.

This price is really not low.

"Teacher Wenwen's class does not involve any activities." Xiaomei apologized, "We have not done any activities since we opened, but there are activities in other teachers' classes. Do you want to know?"

Song Jie didn't believe it.

"Today is because a private tutor couldn't come at the last minute due to an appointment. Otherwise, Teacher Wenwen's classes would be fully booked. We often have to adjust the time, and we can't schedule a large number of classes frequently. The teacher's body can't bear it." Xiaomei showed it to her.

Gao Wen's member profile.

It’s a thick stack and it looks like a lot.

To put it bluntly, even if Song Jie signs up for a class, she may not be able to be scheduled during peak hours. Some people make appointments several days in advance.

Song Jie's phone rang, and she walked aside to answer it.

Jiang Hongwen said coldly on the other end: "Don't you want this child? If you don't want her, I will give her away now and you won't come back."

"I'll go back right now." Song Jie looked embarrassed, changed her clothes and hurried back with her bag.

In order to get married, she and Jiang Hongwen signed a prenuptial agreement, thinking that her son would inherit the property and she would also enjoy the blessings. Now that she is divorced, she will have to leave the house without getting a penny, and she won't even have a place to stay.

nothing.

Song Jie also spent most of the money to buy the house and the compensation from her father-in-law. After the divorce, she had no fixed place to live.

"Wenwen, goodbye."

"See you tomorrow."

"get out of class is over, go home."

Gao Wen was folding blankets, and students said goodbye to her one after another.

She put the blanket in the cabinet, and her expression changed a little. When she walked out, she saw Xiaomei who was doing the accounting: "Did that member say anything just now?"

"It seemed that it was too expensive, so I just answered the phone and left. " After Xiaomei finished speaking, she said to another member, "Teacher Wenwen has too many classes tomorrow, can you make an appointment the day after tomorrow?"

Xiaomei didn't care whether Song Jie signed up or not. Gao Wen had so many private tutors that Xu Mei regretted that the price was too low and asked her to schedule fewer classes for fear that Gao Wen would be too tired.

"I also want to make a date the day after tomorrow, and I want to have sex together," the member said.

Xiaomei was in a dilemma when Gao Wen answered: "It doesn't matter, I can come."

"Okay, can I help you make an appointment from two to three o'clock tomorrow afternoon?" Xiaomei was confirming the time with the member.

Gao Wen walked back to the classroom with her own water glass. Fang Han sent her a message, but she didn't reply immediately. In her mind, Song Jie had changed drastically.

The other party's figure has changed, there are a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his physical condition is worse than Hu Hong's. The waist injury is basically irreversible and can only be sustained.

After many years, all her grudges against Song Jie have long since disappeared, and there is not much turmoil in her heart.

Song Jie hurried home.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard the cry from my little daughter. She was less than four years old and was making trouble. She was taken by the Jiang family to be a flower girl today.

Although she married into the Jiang family, she could not attend any gatherings of the Jiang family. She was no different from a mistress living outside. When she occasionally went back to the Jiang family, she was still acting like a cow.

"Do you still want to come back? If you don't want to raise her, give it away as soon as possible." Jiang Hongwen was much older than her, and his hair was now gray. He looked at Song Jie impatiently, turned around and left.

He wanted to get a divorce and leave the child to Song Jie, but Song Jie kept delaying, trying to catch him to fight for some money, and the two of them just kept wasting away.

Song Jie knelt down and hugged her daughter. Seeing that the other party couldn't coax her anymore, she also lost her temper: "Cry, cry, cry, why are you crying? What is there to cry about?"

She was supposed to live a life of luxury, everything should be under her control, why did she suddenly become like this?
Chapter completed!