In recent days, Yan City had been experiencing continuous rain, bringing a quiet, peaceful atmosphere to the gym. Yet, standing ten meters in front of Wen Ruan, Tang Song felt a stifling heat in the air. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. Wearing workout shorts, he was especially cautious not to let any "advantages" show through—things could get embarrassing quickly.

Just as he was about to approach her, a young man in a tight tank top sidled up from the side. He looked to be in his early twenties, with well-defined muscles and a bright, rugged face.

With a casual tone, the young man called out, "Hey, big sister."

"Hmm?" Wen Ruan, who had been eyeing Tang Song out of the corner of her eye, glanced at the young man.

He tapped the hack machine beside him. "Are you done using this equipment?"

"Yes, I'm done."

"Oh, okay, thanks." The young man flashed a cheerful smile. "I'm new here, just started working out at this gym. I noticed your form just now—it was flawless. Could you guide me a bit, maybe give me some tips on improving?"

As an experienced gym-goer, Wen Ruan didn't even need to think to know what he was trying to do. She often encountered this type of approach.

Glancing at the approaching Tang Song, she casually replied, "Sorry, I'm not a trainer here."

The young man looked slightly disappointed but quickly added, "Do you work at Huayun Center, too? I just started working here after the May Day holiday. Judging by your figure, you must be into fitness too. How about we add each other on WeChat and chat about fitness tips when we have time?"

"No need. I'm not much of a talker—a bit of a social phobe."

"Uh… okay then." The young man awkwardly adjusted the settings on the hack machine and began doing squats quickly, trying to show off his muscles.

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"Big Sister, it's my first day at the gym, and your form was perfect—flawless. Could you help me with my workout? I don't know how to use this equipment."

The young man looked over at the approaching Tang Song and couldn't help but laugh. Not only had this guy copied his pickup line, but he was trying it right after he had already failed—while the girl was still there. And "Big Sister"? Well, that was accurate—she was indeed big.

But looking at the kid, even though he was handsome, he had no training marks on his body. No way a fitness goddess like this would be interested.

As he waited for the inevitable rejection, Wen Ruan's face showed a hint of surprise. With growing interest, she said, "Sure thing, little brother."

Then, she took Tang Song by the arm and walked away with him.

"Thud—" The hack machine rattled as the young man was dumbfounded.

…

"Wow, what a coincidence, Wen Ruan. I didn't expect to see you at this gym," Tang Song said as he walked alongside her, sneaking glances at her figure.

His eyes couldn't help but roam over her curves. She was about 170 centimeters tall, with a classic strong-boned beauty's frame, and judging by her firm thighs, large hips, and full bust, she wasn't light. This was the best figure he had ever seen—better than any fitness goddesses he followed on Little Red Book or Douyin.

They stopped in front of a barbell. Wen Ruan crossed her arms over her chest, her gaze sweeping over him. "It is quite a coincidence. Yan City is so big, yet you chose this gym. And I remember you saying you work at Yunxi Tower, right?"

Tang Song hesitated, then pointed across the street at Building A through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Smiling, he said, "To be honest, I have a side job, and the company is on the 15th floor of that building. I often come here to discuss work, and since Rhythm Gym has such a great environment, I decided to get a membership. Do you work at Huayun Center, too? We do have a connection!"

Wen Ruan stifled a laugh. If it weren't for Hu Mingli feeding her inside information, she might have believed his story.

"I happen to work on the 15th floor of Building B, so we're indeed quite fated." Wen Ruan looked at him teasingly and asked, "What's the name of this side job company? I might know it."

Little brother, lying to me like this—you're too much. Just say you came to hit on me, and we can move on.

"Yan City Shimmer Coffee Co., Ltd."

"Uh…" Wen Ruan blinked in surprise, looking at him curiously.

Tang Song touched his face. "What? Is there something on my face?"

Wen Ruan tilted her head, her expression mixed with surprise and amusement. "What's your boss's name?"

"Xie Shuyu." As soon as Tang Song said the name, he realized she probably knew the company and quickly asked, "Wen Ruan, do you know Sister Shuyu?"

Wen Ruan bit her lip, her tone complicated as she replied, "You could say that. Shimmer Coffee is one of our clients. I'm currently working on the marketing proposal for their new product line."

She was no stranger to Xie Shuyu—her proposal had been rejected twice already.

"It's for the new baking products, right?" Tang Song asked in surprise. "I'm helping develop the new features for Shimmer Coffee's mini-program."

"Yes." Wen Ruan nodded lightly, biting her lower lip. She had to admit, they did have quite a connection.

The two leaned against the gym equipment, chatting about Shimmer Coffee, and soon became more familiar.

After admiring Wen Ruan's impressive figure for a while, Tang Song reluctantly forced himself to look away, his tone dry as he said, "So, Wen Ruan, how about helping me out with my workout? It's my first time here, and I'm clueless."

With his blood pumping and his lower abdomen heating up, he worried about embarrassing himself.

Seeming to notice his hesitation, Wen Ruan raised an eyebrow playfully and said, "Sure. How long do you plan to work out each day?"

"An hour."

"Any particular areas you want to focus on?"

Tang Song looked at Wen Ruan's face and smiled. "Which muscle groups do you like on a guy?"

Wen Ruan paused, her gaze instinctively dropping to his crotch.

Startled, Tang Song quickly squatted down, pretending to tighten his shoelaces, thinking she had noticed something.

Wen Ruan covered her mouth, giggling softly. "Let's start with the abs, then. I remember you mentioned wanting to get abs when we chatted on WeChat. With your current body fat percentage between 18% and 19%, you'll need to get it below 17% to see results."

"Alright, Wen Ruan. Thank you for guiding me. As a private training fee, I'll treat you to dinner sometime."

"Hmph, with my expertise, a private training session would cost at least three or four hundred yuan. You think one meal is enough?" Wen Ruan winked at him.

She wasn't kidding—the gym owner had previously invited her to work as a private trainer with very favorable conditions. After all, her figure and looks spoke for themselves.

"If one meal isn't enough, I'll keep treating you—I don't mind."

"Haha, you're quite generous."

Wen Ruan patted his back and pointed to a nearby machine. "For a beginner, it's hard to thoroughly train a single muscle group because of limited stamina, endurance, and short recovery periods. I'll make you a workout plan. You can train two muscle groups per session, with about 16 sets, all within an hour."

"Sounds good. I'll follow your plan," Tang Song agreed enthusiastically.

Seeing Wen Ruan in her workout mode, with that different aura, made her all the more captivating.

For the next twenty minutes, under Wen Ruan's guidance, Tang Song familiarized himself with several of the gym's essential machines and put them into practice.

At 1:20 PM, Wen Ruan said, "It's time for work—I need to change and head back."

"Then I'll see you tomorrow?" Tang Song asked, reluctant to part. Having such a personal trainer made the workout anything but boring; he was starting to enjoy it.

Wen Ruan smiled and said, "Not tomorrow. I don't work out at the gym daily—it would be too much for my body."

"Then the day after?"

"The day after is the weekend. The weather looks nice, so I'm planning to go cycling."

"Uh, alright." Tang Song replied, feeling a bit of a headache.

Wen Ruan squeezed his shoulder encouragingly, "Keep it up! I'm looking forward to seeing you become a muscular hunk. Today, you can focus on your abs and shoulders—just do the four sets I showed you, 8-10 reps each, and you'll be done in an hour."

"Okay, thanks, Wen Ruan!" Tang Song replied.

Wen Ruan's eyes sparkled playfully, "I don't like being called a teacher. From now on, call me Sister."

"Alright, thank you, Wen Ruan!"

"Good boy." Wen Ruan grinned and waved, "Bye-bye~"

"Bye-bye~"

Tang Song reluctantly watched her walk away, her full, swaying hips drawing his gaze until she was out of sight.