Chapter 10: Is This Boxing Gym Legit?

Guan Shanyan had been sitting in the living room until five o’clock, finally hearing the sound of the door opening.

He looked toward the sound and saw Guan Su standing at the door, causing him to pause in surprise. “What are you doing?”

Guan Shanyan pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze. “Nothing.”

Guan Su changed into slippers, then sat quietly beside Xie Mingqiu and asked her softly, “What’s he doing sitting there?”

Xie Mingqiu replied, “I don’t know. He’s been sitting there for an hour already, and he doesn’t look very busy.”

Another twenty minutes passed, and Shen Youwei came back from outside.

All three people in the living room looked over at once.

Shen Youwei hesitated briefly while closing the door, then forced a smile as she walked in. “godmom, you’re all here?”

“Yes.” Xie Mingqiu greeted her eagerly and asked, “How was your boxing trial class?”

“Not bad. I’ll go take a shower first, then tell you after.” Shen Youwei said this and went to shower. When she came out, she had changed into a clean set of pajamas and looked much more refreshed.

Guan Shanyan was still sitting in the same spot, his expression much like the grumpy little cat that Shen Youwei had placed by her bedside.

No one knew who had upset him.

Shen Youwei pursed her lips and walked directly over to sit beside Xie Mingqiu. “godmom.”

“Here, have some orange.” Xie Mingqiu happened to be peeling an orange and gave half to Shen Youwei. “I heard the boxing gym you went to has a really handsome coach?”

“Yes, Coach Lu Zhaoye. He’s really good-looking and only 25 years old.” Shen Youwei popped a slice of orange into her mouth and brightly told Xie Mingqiu, “This orange is so sweet!”

“Right? I’ll buy some more next time I see them.” Xie Mingqiu ate a slice herself and then grew curious about the handsome boxing coach. “Did you have Coach Lu’s class today too?”

“Yeah, funny enough, he’s actually a fan of mine!”

Guan Shanyan suddenly chuckled, “You make videos about women’s fashion, what good could come from male fans following you?”

Shen Youwei looked over at him. “How do you know I only do women’s fashion? Do you follow me too? So, are you my male fan?”

Guan Shanyan: “…”

Three soul-searching questions in a row.

But Guan Shanyan, always composed, confidently defended himself, “Of course I’m different from them—I’m your brother.”

“Oh, so you really do follow me?”

“…”

“Who doesn’t like to look at good-looking people?” Xie Mingqiu spoke up fairly, “I casually follow handsome guys when I see them. What bad intentions could I have?”

Shen Youwei was immediately intrigued by her words. “What handsome guy? Let me see him too.”

“No rush. First, show me your coach.”

“I secretly took two photos of him today. His physique is amazing!” Shen Youwei opened her phone to share with Xie Mingqiu. “Look at these lines, these chest muscles.”

“He really is good-looking. Only these two photos?”

“I also added him on WeChat. I’ll check out his Moments later.”

Guan Shanyan next to them started to comment, “Adding WeChat on the first meeting?”

Shen Youwei glanced at him and said, “He’s my coach. Isn’t it normal to add your coach on WeChat?”

Xie Mingqiu asked, “Have you decided to train boxing there?”

“Yes, I bought twenty hours of classes.”

Xie Mingqiu patted her shoulder, “Make good use of it.”

Guan Shanyan: “…”

Is this a proper boxing class?

“Dinner’s ready, dinner’s ready.” Guan Su came out from the kitchen holding dishes, calling the people in the living room. Shen Youwei had exercised for two hours that afternoon and was really hungry now, so she eagerly sat down.

In the evening, He Man called her, sounding extremely angry: “Ahhh, Jiang Peipei and I are sworn enemies! A man dressing as a woman stealing women’s jobs—heaven strike him with thunder!!!”

Shen Youwei put down her pen and leaned back in her chair. “What’s wrong? Did he steal your business deal?”

“Yes! I was almost done negotiating, and suddenly it switched to him! I’m so mad!!!”

Jiang Peipei was a recently popular fashion blogger. Although his professional skills weren’t outstanding in this field, his strength was in grabbing attention—he was obviously a man, but dressed in women’s clothing doing women’s fashion. He pretended to be a woman while also having borderline romantic interactions with his roommates. He had basically figured out how to play the internet.

“What’s wrong? Men’s fashion not selling well? So he has to come and steal the women’s gigs?” He Man passionately ranted on the phone. “This isn’t the first time, he’s stolen deals from several bloggers! If he were really better than me, that’d be one thing, but his level is at best above average!”

“Alright, alright, don’t get too worked up. Don’t let yourself get nodules from stress,” Shen Youwei comforted her. “I’ll ask around here. If there’s any suitable business deals, I’ll recommend you.”

“Waaah, you’re my best sister after all,” He Man vented and then calmed down a lot. “Now I even suspect those negative posts on the forum before were made by Jiang Peipei! After all, he’s been shading you in the livestreams for a while—seeing you got the Bunny deal must have made him jealous to the point of bleeding eyes!”

The video Shen Youwei had been preparing for the last two days was exactly this business deal, though saying “Bunny” wasn’t quite accurate—it was actually a sub-brand under Bunny. But either way, it was connected to a luxury brand.

“More precise—it’s Bunny FY,” Shen Youwei corrected.

He Man said, “That’s still impressive. Those making a fuss with you and Xu Kaicai might just want to knock your business deal out.”

Unfortunately, the brand just likes Shen Youwei, so no matter how much some people try to slander her, it’s useless.

Hearing this, Shen Youwei thought it might not be impossible—Jiang Peipei’s roommate did seem to know Chen Qing.

“Whatever, it hasn’t affected me anyway, and now I’m also thinking of continuing to prepare for the studio.”

She wanted to start her own studio. He Man had heard her mention it before: “Then why don’t you call Xu Kaicai back? You can’t do everything alone.”

“We’ll see,” Shen Youwei said, then suddenly remembered something. “By the way, I met a pretty handsome boxing coach today. I’ll send you his picture!”

After they hung up, Shen Youwei sent Lu Zhaoye’s photo to He Man. He Man had just been angrily cursing Jiang Peipei, but now seeing the handsome guy’s photo, her mood lifted completely.

Only her godmom truly understood the meaning of life.

But Guan Shanyan probably wouldn’t agree with this “meaning.”

On Monday after work, Guan Shanyan was driving when he noticed the boxing gym by the roadside. His eyes flickered under his glasses. Instead of driving straight home to the complex, he stopped in front of the boxing gym.

The receptionist was the same one as yesterday. Seeing Guan Shanyan walk in, she immediately widened her eyes.

The recently ended fashion week had made a domestic designer very famous. She usually didn’t follow the fashion scene, but one of her favorite celebrities posted a photo with Guan Shanyan, so she went directly to Guan Shanyan’s Weibo.

He looks even better in person than in photos! How does he look even sexier with glasses?!

“Hello,” Guan Shanyan greeted the receptionist for the third time before she snapped out of it.

“Hello, sir. Are you interested in learning boxing?” The receptionist smiled warmly, surprised that the great designer Guan would like such a wild sport.

Guan Shanyan looked around inside and asked, “Do you have a coach named Lu here?”

The receptionist: “…”

Has Lu Zhaoye become popular with both men and women now?

Wait, she’d heard many people in the fashion circle were bisexual—could it be…

Looking at Guan Shanyan’s excessively handsome face, the receptionist swallowed her pain and said, “Sorry, Coach Lu is no longer taking new students. Would you like to consider another coach?”

After Shen Youwei left yesterday, Lu Zhaoye came to her and said not to schedule any more classes for him. Unlike the other coaches who were eager to take on more classes and commissions, young master Lu was going the opposite way.

There was no helping it—he wasn’t short of money.

“Our coaches here are all very professional, you can take a look,” the receptionist said, pointing to the display wall. Guan Shanyan walked over and quickly found Lu Zhaoye.

He was the most junior among the coaches, but the little flame icon next to his photo probably meant he had the best performance.

Heh, so it really isn’t any serious boxing gym.

“Is Coach Lu teaching right now? Can I observe his class?”

“Ah… there are still some students in class.” The receptionist appeared calm but was already spinning a story in her head. “But Coach Lu really isn’t taking new students anymore.”

Guan Shanyan nodded to show he understood. Seeing his persistence, the receptionist led him to watch Lu Zhaoye’s class.

Today’s class was on the first floor training area. At this time, there weren’t many students still in class.

Lu Zhaoye’s class was about to finish. He was currently correcting a student’s improper movements.

“You can easily hurt yourself like this. Your hand should be thrown out from here.” He adjusted the student’s posture carefully, avoiding unnecessary physical contact as much as possible.

But to Guan Shanyan’s eyes, the contact was still too much — you could see it from the slight smile on the female student’s lips.

He had wanted to watch a bit longer, but Guan Su suddenly called him: “Are you coming home for dinner today? If not, we’ll start eating.”

“…I’m already here.” After saying this, he hung up and told the receptionist beside him, “I’ll come back another day.”

“Okay.” The receptionist watched him leave. After Lu Zhaoye finished demonstrating to the students, he noticed her standing there daydreaming and walked over to call her.

“What are you standing here for?”

“Oh, I just brought a student to observe your class,” the receptionist quietly looked away and then back at Lu Zhaoye.

Lu Zhaoye became alert as soon as he heard this: “I told you, I’m not taking new students anymore.”

The receptionist smiled at him, “Your classes sell the best. The boss probably wouldn’t agree with that.”

Lu Zhaoye said, “To the boss, it’s all just selling classes. To you, it should be the same.”

“…But your classes obviously sell better.”

“That doesn’t mean you should pick on me alone. If the classes don’t sell, maybe you should reflect on yourself first?”

The receptionist: “…”

After seeing off the last student of the day, Lu Zhaoye went to a corner and messaged Shen Youwei: “Coming to class tomorrow? I can book you in. ^_^”