After the Divorce, I Unlocked a Perfect Life

Chapter 132: Chapter 109: The Man Who Likes to Eat Alone

Lin Jiang stopped short at the sound of Qin Yangyang’s voice.

He glanced toward the security booth and saw her walking out with a triumphant look on her face, her eyes narrowed like a sly little fox.

"What’s with the ambush? You startled me."

"I just happened to glance over and saw you go across the street to buy fried snacks."

She eyed Lin Jiang. "And you didn’t just buy fried snacks. You got beer, too."

He dangled the bag in his hand. "Want some?"

"I’m on a diet. I can’t eat this stuff," Qin Yangyang said firmly.

"Are you sure you don’t want some?"

"Aren’t you trying to lose fat? Giving up on your bet with Shen Yuanhang?"

"Just a little."

Eyeing the fried snacks in Lin Jiang’s hand, Qin Yangyang said, feigning composure,

"I’m on a diet. I have to watch my weight."

"You gotta have stuff like this once in a while to shock your metabolism. It’s twice the results for half the effort."

"Well, I’ll just have a tiny bite then."

"Let’s go."

’Heh. Women. They just can’t resist a little temptation.’

Carrying the food and drinks, the two of them returned to C2401.

They grabbed a small table and some plates, setting them up by the window.

He popped open the beers, handed a bottle to Qin Yangyang, and they each poured a glass.

"Here’s to our fat-loss journey. Cheers."

"You’ve totally led me astray," Qin Yangyang said.

"Still, you’re the one we need to be careful with. If you lose, Shen Yuanhang will never let you hear the end of it."

"Don’t worry, I have a secret weight loss method. It works like a charm. I’ll definitely beat him the day after tomorrow," Lin Jiang said, leaning against the edge of the sofa.

"Wanna give it a try? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Yeah, right. A ’secret weight loss method’? As if I’d believe that."

"I’m telling you, this is a method passed down through my ancestors. If you pass on it today, you’ll never get the chance again."

"Hmph. I’m not falling for it."

’STEM girls are a tough nut to crack.’

’Can’t even bait the hook.’

"I love this one. Let’s each have one," Qin Yangyang said, picking up a skewer of fried tofu.

"If you like it, just eat them all."

"No, no, that’s too indulgent. Just a little bit to satisfy the craving is enough."

"We’re already cheating on our diet, so why hold back now? We might as well enjoy it properly."

"It feels good at the moment, but afterward, I feel so guilty." Qin Yangyang looked at Lin Jiang with a serious expression. "Do you know that feeling?"

"Oh, I know the pleasure... and the guilt..."

"So you’ve experienced the same thing. I thought guys didn’t think that much about it."

"It’s just a normal physical response. Same for men and women."

"That’s true."

"But this is a one-time thing. Tomorrow, we’re working out together. Even if it’s not to lose fat, a little more exercise will help us feel less run-down."

"Deal."

They chatted as they finished the fried snacks, then kept talking while gazing out at the river view. The atmosphere was perfect.

"It’s getting late, I should head out," Qin Yangyang said, checking the time on her phone. "I’ll text you tomorrow."

"It’s so late, don’t leave. There are plenty of rooms, just pick one and sleep here."

"Is that really a good idea?"

"As long as you don’t come running into my room, it’ll be fine."

"You’re the one who needs to control yourself and not run into my room."

Qin Yangyang glanced back. "Alright, I won’t stand on ceremony then. I’m staying."

"No problem."

She had already gone to the gym without any makeup on and had showered afterward, so after a quick brush of her teeth, they both went to their separate rooms to sleep.

Lying in bed, Lin Jiang scrolled through his phone.

Looking at Qiu Yunong’s new account, her follower count had already surpassed 2,000.

’That was faster than he’d expected.’

’As long as she keeps posting, with a technique like my "Whip-Shot," getting to 100,000 followers will be no problem at all.’

’As for the daily quest involving Qin Yangyang and that little mob, Shen Yuanhang, they posed no challenge at all.’

’They’d resolve themselves once the time came.’

...

The next morning, when Lin Jiang got up, Qin Yangyang had already ordered breakfast.

"Let’s eat first, then we’ll head to the gym, sound good?"

"No problem."

After washing up, Lin Jiang came to the dining table.

"This is way too bland. Even a dog would shake its head at this."

"This is a fat-loss meal. We indulged yesterday, so we can’t do that today."

With a graceful, feminine gesture, Qin Yangyang tied up her hair and pulled Lin Jiang over to the table.

’Resigned, he had no choice but to eat.’

After the meal, Qin Yangyang tidied up the table, and they left the apartment together.

Getting into the elevator, Qin Yangyang beat him to it and pressed the button for B1.

"Aren’t we going to the gym?"

"Your gear is terrible. We’re going to buy some stuff first. I need to get a few things, too."

"Fair enough."

The two reached the B1 level. Lin Jiang drove, and they went to a nearby mall.

When it came to choosing these things, Qin Yangyang was a bit more of an expert.

She bought a lot for Lin Jiang—a tank top, a T-shirt, shorts, sweatpants, and running shoes—getting him completely outfitted. For herself, she just bought a sports tank.

Seeing that they were pretty much done shopping, Lin Jiang was about to grab the bags and leave when he noticed Qin Yangyang showed no signs of leaving.

"Still need to buy something else?"

"I’ve been thinking about learning to swim recently, so I want to buy a swimsuit."

As they spoke, they arrived at the swimwear section.

Lin Jiang realized swimsuits were different from lingerie.

On their own, they didn’t have an eye-catching attribute. They had to be worn to have any appeal.

"See any you like? Give me your opinion," Qin Yangyang asked, turning back to him.

"How about that black bikini?"

Qin Yangyang paused for a moment, looking at Lin Jiang. "I can understand you picking a bikini, but why black?"

"When I was staying at your place, I saw your bra was black. I figured you might like the color."

The usually cool and aloof Qin Yangyang’s face turned bright red. "You’re not allowed to talk about that!"

"It’s fine, no one can hear us."

"Lingerie and swimsuits are different. This is meant to be worn in public. I can’t choose black. Pick something else."