Lin Chen didn't go to sleep after returning to his room; instead, he practiced until evening before he snapped out of his training state.
The weather was sultry, so Lin Chen decided to take a bath.
The cool water poured over his body, and Lin Chen immediately felt much more comfortable.
However, as he was wiping his hair and had just walked out of the bathroom, he was stunned.
At that moment, Wei Ling was sitting on the edge of his bed, wearing a lace nightgown, smiling sweetly at him.
Lin Chen quickly grabbed a shirt to cover his bashful parts.
"Ling sister, why did you come to my room, and dressed so temptingly at that? Don't tell me you want to..., actually, I'm not resistant to this idea, but shouldn't we wait until nighttime? In broad daylight , if Xu Jiayi catches us, I bet she'll look down on me again.
"Hmph, who's going to do that with you, kid?" Wei Ling said with a sly smile.
"Stop teasing me already, I'm going to the gym tonight, come with me!"
"Working out? So boring. You should ask Jiayi to go with you," Lin Chen shook his head and said.
"Jiayi said she has a mission tonight, otherwise it wouldn't be your turn to accompany me. It's so chaotic outside, if something happened to sis, could you bear it? I heard there's some teenage Assassin around recently; are you really okay with your sister going out alone so late?" Wei Ling said pitifully.
"Sis, you need to make it clear, it's a teenage Assassin we're talking about. I heard all the victims are fourteen or fifteen years old. You can hardly be considered a teenager anymore," Lin Chen said speechlessly.
That queenly aura she had, it was clear there was going to be some forced drama.
"Alright, I'll go, alright? Isn't that enough?"
Lin Chen got dressed and sat in Wei Ling's BMW sports car.
Today, Wei Ling wore a set of tight sportswear, and being a glamorous woman, this gear highlighted her perfect figure without leaving anything to the imagination.
The towering peaks and pert buttocks shaped a perfect silhouette that almost caused every man they passed to experience a surge in hormones, with greedy gazes falling upon Wei Ling.
Of course, Lin Chen, who was walking arm in arm with Wei Ling, made those men feel even more envious, jealous, and resentful.
Lin Chen chatted and laughed carelessly with Wei Ling, his right hand provocatively wrapping around Wei Ling's slender waist, eliciting moans of despair from many a handsome man.
At that moment, a muscular hulk approached, "Beauty, let me be your fitness coach."
The muscle man completely ignored Lin Chen; in his eyes, in terms of looks, he was top-notch, and with his robust muscles, he was much stronger than this boy who seemed like a little chicken.
Lin Chen snorted and pointed at a bench press rack, "Do we need you as a fitness coach? Bro is the best fitness coach there is!"
The muscular guy nearly burst out laughing, and Wei Ling's face had turned as red as an apple.
"Kid, with those puny arms and legs, you dare to call yourself a fitness coach," the muscle man said disdainfully.
"What, you disagree? How about we have a little competition?" Lin Chen said with a smile.
Hearing Lin Chen challenge him, the muscle man was first stunned, then he began to laugh boisterously.
"Everyone, did you all hear that? This kid wants to challenge me," said the muscle man, purposely raising his voice as he laughed.
By then, the men who had been ogling Wei Ling had already gathered around; they didn't want to miss the drama of a jerk trying to hog a beauty getting utterly crushed.
"Kid, what do you want to compete with me in?" the muscle man said with a cold laugh.
"How about arm wrestling? It's the simplest," Lin Chen said with a smile.
"Arm wrestling?" Hearing Lin Chen's suggestion, the muscle man burst into laughter.
Even many bystanders let out a roar of laughter.
The muscle man was known to be the strongest man in the gym, having even won a championship in a city-wide arm-wrestling competition. Yet there stood Lin Chen, who looked like a chick in front of him, actually wanting to arm wrestle the muscle man.
"Kid, be careful not to break your hand," someone said.
"Ha ha, you're just a pretty boy, trying to act like a muscular guy. Haven't you looked at yourself to see if you even have muscles," others jeered.
Sarcastic and mocking voices surrounded Lin Chen, their expressions filled with ridicule and amusement as they looked at him.
"Let's make a wager on the competition. If you lose, you'll give me the beauty by your side. If I lose, the next time this beauty comes to our gym, it's all free," the muscle man boasted confidently.
Everyone thought Lin Chen wouldn't agree, but to everyone's surprise, the first to agree to the bet wasn't Lin Chen, but Wei Ling.
"Are you serious? Okay, we'll take that bet — remember, you said life-time free membership!" Wei Ling said, her face alight with excitement.
The surrounding crowd was dumbfounded, looking at Wei Ling in astonishment.
"Could it be this woman doesn't actually pretty boy and wants to dump him? Is that why she's so eager to agree?"
"That has to be it; she must have been forced to be with him, so she wants to use this opportunity to break free from the clutches of this pretty boy!" someone nearby speculated wildly.
Everyone was convinced it would be a match without suspense, thinking the woman's eagerness to agree only pointed to one reason: she wanted to get rid of Lin Chen.
Lin Chen chuckled and nodded, "Don't worry, Ling sister, this life-time free membership is definitely going to be yours."
Under everyone's gaze, Lin Chen and the muscle man sat down opposite each other at a table, clasping their hands together.
Looking at those fists, people couldn't help but find it funny. The muscle man's fist was like a small hammer, and Lin Chen's hand on it looked just like an adult holding hands with a child.
The muscle man looked at Lin Chen with a sneer, "Kid, I'll finish this battle in one second."
Lin Chen smiled faintly, "I think one hand won't do, I suggest you use both hands."
Hearing Lin Chen's words, the crowd erupted, "This kid is way too arrogant."