Shen Yuan woke up groggily, instinctively reaching out to both sides, but only gathered a plump body into his arms.
Judging by the plump figure he assumed to be Liew Menglu, Shen Yuan asked.
"She must have gone to prepare breakfast. Honey~ let's sleep a little longer."
Liew Menglu snuggled affectionately into Shen Yuan's arms, half-opening her beautiful eyes as she spoke.
Shen Yuan picked up the watch by the bed to check the time, it was already past 8 o'clock, so he got up from the warmth of bed, stretched a long yawn: "I have things to do this morning, you keep sleeping."
He had rewarded them all last night, only sleeping for 6 hours.
At this point, one must surely ask, what was he rewarding, and why did it take so long?
Nothing but a meaty carrot.
"If you're not sleeping then neither am I."
Liew Menglu reluctantly emerged from the covers, rubbed her bleary eyes, then started to help Shen Yuan with his morning grooming.
Taking care of washing his face, brushing teeth, shampooing and blow-drying his hair, then helping him into perfectly fitted dark casual pants, a well-fitting white shirt, topped off with the Audemars Piguet Royal Oak.
Shen Yuan typically alternated between the Audemars Piguet and the Patek Philippe.
"Hubby, you look so handsome."
Gazing at Shen Yuan in the mirror, tall and statuesque with an exceptional aura, Liew Menglu's eyes twinkled with the joy of nurturing success.
Once upon a time, Shen Yuan was a scrawny guy, fond of wearing jeans and white T-shirts.
But with the help of his capable wife, not only did he get into great shape, his sense of style also improved by leaps and bounds.
Look at him now, radiating the vibe of a corporate elite.
The only thing that troubled her was that such a Shen Yuan, when walking outside, attracted too much unwanted attention.
Hoping that his visit to Nanzhong University would attract fewer girls... Liew Menglu sighed softly.
After helping Shen Yuan get ready, Liew Menglu herself quickly tidied up her hair and rinsed her mouth, then followed him downstairs.
Shen Yuan wondered: "What's up, planning on sticking around without changing or putting on makeup?"
Liew Menglu puffed up her cheeks: "I'll accompany you for breakfast, then I'd like to get some more sleep. You exhausted me last night~"
Shen Yuan's lips curled up slightly, Coach Liew was as adroit as ever, such words were very comforting to hear.
The two made their way to the ground floor dining room where Ji Ya was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron. This hardworking assistant not only attended the whole class the night before, but also had to prepare breakfast for the teacher and another student this morning.
She deserved a raise.
"Boss, Meng Lu, you're up. Breakfast is almost ready."
Ji Ya turned to see them and set two bowls of rice noodles on the table, which also had freshly toasted bread, Toulouse sausages, bacon, and fried eggs.
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Shen Yuan first took a few bites of fresh rice noodles, then proceeded to tackle the toast and sausages.
While Liew Menglu and Ji Ya ate their whole wheat toast and drank freshly squeezed juice slowly, minding their figures and carefully controlling their daily calorie intake.
While eating, Shen Yuan suddenly remembered something: "Coach Liew, trim your nails today."
Liew Menglu was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant, then stomped her foot heavily: "Honey, I just did my nails!"
Ji Ya didn't quite understand, and it wasn't until Shen Yuan had finished breakfast and gone to the garage that she quietly asked: "Meng Lu, what does trimming nails mean?"
Liew Menglu's eyes smiled: "Last night during the lesson, my nails dug into his back, it must have hurt him quite a bit."
Ji Ya was taken aback, then her cheeks flushed and she looked at her own nails, thinking she might as well trim them too.
In the garage, Shen Yuan chose the Koenigsegg Jesko from among the three cars. The Defender was driven by Ji Ya, and he had driven the G63 too often recently and grew tired of it. The Rolls-Royce Phantom hadn't arrived yet.
The Jesko had been gathering dust in the garage lately, only driven once to a high school reunion; luckily, Ji Ya arranged for someone to wash it every half month, so the paint was still quite shiny.
Slowly exiting the garage, the sports car turned onto the lakeside road, then joined the main road where Shen Yuan pressed the accelerator deeper.
The Jesko's acceleration from 0 to 100 km/h took just over 2 seconds, and on narrow roads, he really didn't dare to press too hard, as the car could shoot out with a little more gas.
Wearing sunglasses and driving the Jesko on the road, Shen Yuan felt very relaxed.
One had to admit, the handling of the sports car was indeed very good. Firstly, the steering system was very precisely adjusted. The car followed the steering wheel to trace precise lines, creating a feeling like the car moved with the heart.
Advanced suspension system and lightweight chassis ensured high stability during high-speed driving and fast cornering, without the noticeable body roll and sway of a family car.
The braking performance was also excellent; reportedly the Jesko could stop from 100 mph in just 28 meters.
Of course, comfort was somewhat lacking, a common issue with sports cars.
But this car on the road drew significant attention, with several cars rolling down their windows for a closer look whenever they stopped at a red light.
When changing lanes or turning, other cars were especially careful to maintain a safe distance from Shen Yuan.
After all, a 30 million plus sports car could buy several Maybachs and Rolls-Royces; the third-parties worth 2 to 3 million wouldn't be enough to cover the costs if anything happened.
Not to mention some cars only carried the mandatory insurance on the road.
The drive from Green Bamboo Lake to Nanzhong University took about 40 minutes. Shen Yuan picked up Fu Yingzi on the way, who was initially curious and assessed the interior design after boarding.
But then she soon grew a bit uncomfortable with all the outside attention, rarely having been the focus of such regard.