Love-Blinded Sister Charlene

That's right, Xia Lin was also in the group chat where Wang Haoran's coach had posted the video.

She was just lurking, though. She wasn't usually active in the chat, only occasionally checking in for professional information.

For a young woman who had been dedicated to fitness for years, being part of a few professional bodybuilding groups was perfectly normal, wasn't it?

Originally, Xia Lin had been looking for some entertainment, hoping to scroll through some drama or "tragic news from the bodybuilding world." Instead, she unexpectedly stumbled upon Su Bai, which made her chuckle.

After watching the video, the corners of Xia Lin's mouth curled up with interest.

"Is the Ascott gym not lively enough? ...Interesting."

Muttering to herself, Xia Lin began to change her clothes. She had originally planned to spend a quiet evening in her dorm reading, but now it seemed the gym would be much more fun.

Xia Lin rarely went to the Jiangcheng University gym, even though this was her fifth year at the university.

The crowd there was a bit mixed, and it was too easy to get hit on.

It couldn't be helped; Xia Lin's face and figure were simply too alluring.

That was why she usually went to the high-end gym she had taken Su Bai to before.

Moreover, objectively speaking, the facilities at the school gym were far inferior to that one, which was determined by their target demographics.

Students, after all, tended to prioritize cost-effectiveness. The three gyms at Jiangcheng University were, to be fair, quite geared toward the general public. The fees weren't a rip-off, but the ceiling was obvious, and they couldn't provide the services required by high-end clients.

Xia Lin couldn't help but cynically suspect that Su Bai went to the campus gym not just to accompany his roommates, but also to show off his body and pick up girls. That guy had big ambitions; even while dating several girlfriends, he remained full of vigor and never seemed satisfied.

Once changed, Xia Lin sent a message to Su Bai:

[Summer Lin: Brother, why didn't you tell your sister you were going to the gym? Didn't we agree I'd be your exclusive coach? Are you tired of me after just a few times?]

[Summer Lin: (Sticker: Ziyue_Angry)]

[Crispy Skin Big White Goose: (Sticker: Big Goose_Eating Grass Wildly)]

[Crispy Skin Big White Goose: Forgot.]

[Crispy Skin Big White Goose: Xia, come quick. My roommates all have personal trainers and I don't. It's embarrassing. I want to do squats.]

[Summer Lin: Hmph.]

[Summer Lin: Already changed, be there soon~]

Reading Su Bai's obviously exaggerated, glib reply, Xia Lin felt a heartfelt joy for some reason, and the slight anxiety she had felt earlier vanished completely.

Logically, there was nothing to be anxious about, but in her relationship with Su Bai, Xia Lin easily felt insecure.

Perhaps it was because she was four years older than him, or perhaps because Su Bai's attraction to her was so powerful, yet he remained a man she couldn't control.

There is actually a paradox here: women prefer mysterious men they cannot control, yet once they "conquer" them, they quickly find them boring.

Of course, this describes ordinary women; true love is not in this category.

It also describes ordinary men. Su Bai, who was building a harem, could not be fit into this theory at all because there was always competition around him. It really was anxiety-inducing.

In less than ten minutes, Xia Lin appeared at the gym.

Today she wore a relatively conservative top with a zipper. It covered her up well, yet still failed to hide her graceful curves.

On her lower body, she wore a pair of high-end yoga pants with excellent support. This pair cost over three thousand, a price point that female college students and ordinary female counselors would find hard to afford.

The pure black color scheme, combined with her high ponytail, made Xia Lin look capable and refreshing. While being breathtakingly beautiful, she also radiated an aura that said "do not touch."

"...H-Hello, Xia!" Xue Tao stared a bit blankly, stammering.

"Good evening. Everyone's working out, that's nice."

Xia Lin smiled approvingly and walked straight to Su Bai's side, pinching his arm. "Lifting such heavy weights this late at night? Will you be able to sleep?"

It seemed Xia Lin also underestimated Su Bai's strength. Then again, what normal person uses 80kg to warm up?

"If I can't sleep, I'll just chat with Xia. I've got it all planned."

"Heh, look at you being cheeky... Come on, I'll spot you."

Su Bai didn't actually need a spotter for the bench press. He had sufficiently strong control over his body. In fact, control is a part of physical fitness—in other words, coordination.

People with pure strength aren't necessarily coordinated.

But for a guy working out, having a stunner like sister Xia Lin by his side definitely satisfied his vanity.

Occasionally engaging in a low-key flex was quite satisfying.

The only problem was that when Xia Lin was nearby, it was easy to get distracted during training, and his thoughts would wander to strange places.

A woman with a great figure and temperament, even in normal clothing without any suggestive intent, could still make one's heart race.

After finishing the set, Su Bai couldn't handle it anymore. As he got up, he suddenly leaned into Xia Lin's ear and said:

"Sister, I want to train something else with you. How about we go to that gym from last time? You should be able to go anytime, right? No reservation needed..."

"No need, I'll just call the manager. We're good sisters~ By the time we get there, she should have everything ready."

"Alright, let's go."

"Don't you need a shower?"

"No need, I barely sweated."

Xia Lin glanced at the 120kg weight on the rack. It was actually heavier than two of her. Wouldn't that mean Su Bai could easily pick her up, and then...

Her mind involuntarily started fantasizing about some lewd things.

The two talked and laughed shoulder to shoulder, leaving the gym amidst the envious gazes of those around them.

"...Wait, why do I feel like there's something going on between Su Bai and Xia?" Xue Tao looked like he'd seen a ghost.

"Don't know, meow," Wang Haoran expressed no interest. "Coach, I want to do another set of lighter bench presses for drop sets. Help me out."

"O-Okay." The male personal trainer withdrew his envious gaze, his face full of emptiness.

That is how a real man should live. Look at him. No wonder so many female students are watching Su Bai, yet Su Bai ignores them. He even rejected three pickup attempts in this short fitness session of less than an hour.

Xia Lin guessed right. Su Bai was easily hit on by girls when working out here. This made Xia Lin inexplicably jealous because, when it came to fitness, she was supposed to be Su Bai's number one. She wouldn't allow other fitness beauties to get close to Su Bai!

However, once she calmed down and was driving on the road, Xia Lin suddenly realized she was acting like a love-struck teenager. Rationally, she was very confident and felt she would definitely be the woman who eventually married Su Bai.

Sigh, one can only say love makes people blind.

Xia Lin had a personality that was good at making peace with herself. Well-bred, gentle women were usually like this; they wouldn't engage in crazy mental spiraling.

Thinking that later she could let Su Bai stand behind her, pressing against her body to practice squats together... Xia Lin felt her body temperature rising.

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