Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 94: The Beauty Practices Yoga

I’ve heard I need another acupuncture session tomorrow," Secretary Qin said with a troubled expression, "Tomorrow there are two important meetings in the city, and I’ll have to talk with representatives afterward. I really can’t get away, I have no time at all!"

Dean Zhang smiled at Xu Xiangbei and said, "Advisor Xu, Secretary Qin is indeed an excellent secretary, with countless responsibilities. When he was hospitalized with us the year before last, he was still reviewing documents the whole time. Please do us a favor."

Xu Xiangbei took a big sip of the coffee brought over by Madam Jiang, feeling much more refreshed, he smiled and said, "Dean Zhang, don’t worry. Since I’ve taken on the task, I will see it through to a satisfactory conclusion. Secretary Qin, don’t you have breaks during meetings? It only takes ten minutes for an acupuncture session. If not, I can come to your office tomorrow and give you a session during your meeting break. How about that?"

Everyone exchanged smiles, thinking Xu Xiangbei’s suggestion was a good one.

Secretary Qin smiled and shook hands with Xu Xiangbei, his expression full of gratitude as he said, "Then I’ll trouble Divine Doctor Xu to make the trip."

Secretary Qin left the contact number of Secretary-General Li with Xu Xiangbei, asking him to contact Secretary-General Li in the morning. Secretary Qin’s schedule is completely arranged by Secretary-General Li.

Secretary Qin smiled helplessly and said, "Don’t think I manage and oversee everything—there’s just no way to control my own time."

Xu Xiangbei secretly thought that Secretary Qin is well-regarded by the people of Jiangcheng, with a decent reputation, so why not help him reduce his pain a bit?

Madam Jiang walked over with a smile, "The meal is ready. Secretary Qin, Divine Doctor Xu, Dean Zhang, please have a seat."

Secretary Qin hadn’t intended to stay for dinner, but his long-standing ailment had been treated, and he was very happy.

"In that case, I’ll gratefully accept. Let’s have a good drink with the young brother."

Xu Xiangbei laughed, "Secretary Qin, you’re even older than my father—I’d dare not be your brother. Just call me Xiao Xu."

Secretary Qin laughed heartily, his tone amiable, "You’re the younger brother of Jianguo, and Jianguo is my younger brother. There’s nothing wrong with me calling you little brother."

Director Jiang also laughed, "Secretary Qin is right, no problem at all."

This banquet table is a mess when it comes to seniority—everyone has their own way of addressing others. Xu Xiangbei couldn’t care less about how others addressed him; be it younger brother or brother, none was a disadvantage.

The tablefolk repeatedly toasted Xu Xiangbei, even Xiao Xinwen, under his mother’s guidance, found Xu Xiangbei with a cup of cola, his voice innocent and sweet, "Uncle, thank you for healing my illness, let’s drink together."

"Good child, make sure to study well in school."

Amid the bombardment of everyone’s toasts, Xu Xiangbei unknowingly drank too much.

Even with his high tolerance, he was feeling dizzy and disoriented.

After the feast, Director Jiang gave Xu Xiangbei a large package of confectionary brought from Yanjing, all of which are historically renowned palace snacks.

Xu Xiangbei bid farewell to Secretary Qin and Director Jiang and staggered into the Hongqi sedan with Dean Zhang.

Dean Zhang instructed the driver to take Xu Xiangbei back to Spring Villa first.

By the time he returned to Spring Villa, it was already past three in the afternoon. Elegant and pleasant music drifted down from upstairs.

He assumed the fairy was still upstairs listening to music and reading. The alcohol was getting to Xu Xiangbei, who smiled as he carried the delicate palace snacks. "Fairy, have you missed me? I’ve brought you something delicious."

However, when he climbed to the third floor, he was greeted by Gu Xiangyi, who was dressed in tight sportswear, practicing yoga.

She remained still, her eyes half open and half closed, letting out a long breath as she said, "Thank you for your kindness, my sister’s resting. She doesn’t like snacks."

Xu Xiangbei, however, plopped down on the couch and refused to leave. He started munching on the delicious snacks he had brought, all the while casting a lecherous glance at Gu Xiangyi.

They say women are most beautiful in motion—there’s really some truth to it. Gu Xiangyi seemed like a fairy gracefully dancing, her movements elegant and captivating.

Xu Xiangbei couldn’t help but compliment, "Truly a feast for the eyes."

Gu Xiangyi’s eyes flashed with a trace of annoyance, "Can you not eat in your own room? Can’t you see I’m practicing yoga?"

Xu Xiangbei chuckled, his eyes fixated on Gu Xiangyi’s rounded and tense posterior as she bent over.

"Your yoga poses are truly beautiful, but I can’t help but feel like you’re trying to seduce me."

Gu Xiangyi could no longer maintain her composure practicing yoga. Her earlier movement had been somewhat difficult, and in her anger, her ankle twisted, causing her to crash down like a felled tree.

"Ouch, it hurts," Gu Xiangyi twisted her ankle and couldn’t stand up from the pain.

Seeing Gu Xiangyi fall, Xu Xiangbei burst into laughter, "Is this what you call yoga? Your movements are so clumsy, like a gorilla fighting."

Gu Xiangyi, both angry and in pain, grabbed the towel from her shoulder and tossed it over, but Xu Xiangbei caught it in his hand. He took a deep whiff and praised, "Smells wonderful. A beautiful person uses such clean, fragrant towels, unlike mine, which always have a sour smell."

The phone on the coffee table rang. Unable to stand, Gu Xiangyi pointed at the phone, resentfully saying, "It’s all your fault I twisted my ankle. I really wonder if we had some enmity in a past life. Aren’t you going to hand me the phone?"

Xu Xiangbei picked up the phone from the coffee table and leaned over for a look. The caller ID was President Qian.

He threw the phone to Gu Xiangyi, asking, "Who’s this President Qian?"

"I’m going to make a call, please keep quiet."

Gu Xiangyi answered the phone, her voice sultry, "President Qian, hello. What can I do for you? Oh, you can release the funds to us, that’s great! President Qian, you’re wonderful. You’re at the Marriott Grand Hotel KTV and want me to pick up the check now? Okay, I’ll be there in half an hour. Okay, bye-bye."

After hanging up, a smile spread across Gu Xiangyi’s face. But when she tried to stand up, a sharp pain shot through her ankle, and she sat back down.

She was on the verge of tears, looking dejected as she said, "Finally, the client President Qian agreed to make the payment—this payment is for the company’s payroll. Oh no, my foot is too hurt to get up, what should I do?"

Xu Xiangbei squatted in front of Gu Xiangyi, noticing her pale ankle was clearly swollen and red.

He grinned, exhaling a breath of alcohol, laughing gleefully, causing Gu Xiangyi to turn her head in disgust.

Gu Xiangyi’s eyebrows furrowed, chattering away in frustration, "It’s because you sat here eating, distracting me—that’s why I twisted my ankle."