Chapter 24: Brimming with Jealousy

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“Hey, I’m talking to you.”

Only then did everyone snap back to reality.

“Sure, sure. Go ahead and use the place, Sister Jin. There aren’t many clients in the afternoon anyway. Most of our classes are in the evening.”

Everyone understood now. Jin Lu had really quit her job at the gym for this young man.

Jin Lu nodded in satisfaction.

Zheng Qian, standing nearby, was dumbfounded.

When Jin Lu spoke to them, she sounded like a gang leader giving orders to her underlings. Not one of them dared to contradict her or interrupt.

“Are you Sister Jin’s boyfriend? My name is Duan Qiran. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

A male coach named Duan Qiran took the initiative to extend his hand toward Zheng Qian.

He was not as heavily built as the others, ranking somewhere in the middle among the male coaches. At the gym, most of the clients he trained were not there for fat loss or muscle gain. His specialty was combat training.

Duan Qiran had once trained with the provincial sanda team and had even competed, winning two runner-up titles and one third-place finish. Later, after falling out with his coach, he left the team.

He had only recently transferred to this small gym. In both benefits and salary, it could not compare with the boxing club where he had worked before.

He had joined for the simple purpose of getting to know Jin Lu and seeing whether something might develop between them. Becoming her boyfriend would have been ideal.

A pleasure?

Perhaps Zheng Qian was not very perceptive. He could not see the slightest trace of happiness on Duan Qiran’s face. If anything, there was a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Then he understood.

These men were all admirers of Jin Lu, and they had mistaken him for a rival in love.

“Zheng Qian.” Zheng Qian extended his own hand and shook his.

The handshake was Duan Qiran’s way of testing him. He noticed that Zheng Qian’s palm was soft and thin, and he also felt the calluses in Zheng Qian’s hand.

They were not the kind produced by frequent weightlifting, but by constant typing on a keyboard.

Duan Qiran now had a clear idea of what sort of man he was dealing with: a frail scholar with no muscle and no experience in combat sports.

“I’m sorry to take up so much of your space. Since you don’t have any classes this afternoon, let me book all of you. Just watch me while I train so I don’t get injured.”

Everyone exchanged glances.

What the hell was going on?

A private training session cost three hundred yuan an hour. For someone like Duan Qiran, it was five hundred.

There were seven of them. One hour would come to roughly three thousand yuan. Even if they counted only three hours for the afternoon, that was still ten thousand yuan gone.

And the crucial point was that they did not have to do anything. They only had to stand by and watch Zheng Qian train.

Everyone understood at once.

This young man looked ordinary enough, but he spent money with such abandon. He had to be a rich heir!

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And not just any rich heir. He was the kind who had managed to win Jin Lu over. Just how wealthy was he?

Zheng Qian’s actions had already provided a perfectly adequate answer.

“You… don’t have to.” Jin Lu glanced sideways at him. She knew Zheng Qian was trying to put these men in their place, but with ten thousand yuan, she could buy enough meat to cook him countless meals.

With her there, who would dare bully Zheng Qian?

“It’s fine. I can’t use their private training area for free. Swipe the card.”

Zheng Qian pulled out a bank card.

His behavior seemed to be telling them: Young Master Zheng never takes advantage of anyone. I have more money than I know what to do with.

What was ten thousand yuan? It was nothing.

It was not even a fraction of the loose change in his bank account.

One of the male coaches took the card to the front desk and paid for three hours, which came to roughly ten thousand yuan. Then he hurried back and returned the card to Zheng Qian with an eager smile.

“Brother Qian, why don’t you stretch with Sister Jin first and do some warm-ups? I’ll go prepare a towel for you.”

“Brother Qian, I’ll get you some water. Would you like it iced or at room temperature?”

“Brother Qian, I’ll mix you a protein shake. It’ll help you replenish your energy quickly.”

“What are you planning to work on later? Just tell me, and I’ll clear the area for you in advance.”

“Brother Qian…”

In an instant, the men had all turned into Zheng Qian’s lapdogs.

Only Duan Qiran stood there with his brows tightly furrowed.

What the hell? Had they built all those muscles for nothing? Were they all spineless?

They were willing to act like dogs in front of the woman they adored? Had they no shame?

It was not that the others had no shame. There was simply no need for them to hesitate.

Jin Lu was Zheng Qian’s girlfriend now. They had already had little chance of getting close to her, and now they had even less.

Since Zheng Qian had generously booked them for the entire afternoon and expected nothing from them except to wait on him, of course they were going to serve him well!

If Zheng Qian took a liking to them and decided they were decent men, they might even rise to prominence by working for him.

“Honestly…” Jin Lu had wanted to say something, but in the end, she kept quiet.

Zheng Qian began stretching. Jin Lu personally corrected his movements and helped him stretch his ligaments.

Afterward, he started working out on some basic equipment.

Jin Lu was highly knowledgeable in this area and guided him with great professionalism.

Zheng Qian thought she was truly remarkable. No wonder her physique made it so easy for her to place both legs on someone’s shoulders…

As for the other male trainers, their job was to hand Zheng Qian towels and water.

One of them even took the initiative to wipe his sweat.

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“Uh… I can wipe my own sweat. You should go rest. You don’t have to follow me around.”

Zheng Qian was beginning to regret booking them.

These men were simply far too eager to please.

Every time he switched machines, they followed behind him like shadows, constantly cheering him on. At the gym, they had become a striking spectacle.

Now they had even started wiping his sweat.

In the past half hour, Zheng Qian had received countless strange looks. It was becoming rather embarrassing.

“Go on, all of you. Go rest,” Jin Lu ordered as well.

At that moment, Duan Qiran walked over.

He had been watching from the side the entire time, observing as Jin Lu leaned close to Zheng Qian in every possible position, patiently and gently teaching him how to use the equipment.

No man had ever enjoyed this kind of treatment from Jin Lu.

Duan Qiran felt miserable inside, consumed by jealousy.

He had pursued Jin Lu for so long that he had never even touched her hand. Before today, he had never heard of Zheng Qian. Yet she had brought him here and immediately treated him with such intimate attentiveness.

Wasn’t that unbearably tragic?

“Brother, would you be interested in learning sanda from me?” Duan Qiran asked.

He wanted to use the excuse of teaching sanda to give Zheng Qian a proper beating.

“Uh… no, thanks. I’m only interested in Muay Thai. I’ll pass on sanda.”

Zheng Qian rejected him outright. He truly had no interest in sanda.

“Sanda and Muay Thai actually have quite a few similarities. How about I give you a little introduction first?”

“Duan Qiran, what are you trying to do?” Jin Lu saw through his intentions immediately.

“Nothing. They’ve already handed him towels, brought him water, and even wiped his sweat. They’ve done all the work. Since I took his money, I should at least do something for him.”

“If you have something to say, say it plainly. Don’t stand there making snide remarks.” Jin Lu had no patience for his games.

“Shuangshuang, I don’t think he’s good enough for you. Why did you choose him as your boyfriend? Is it because he has money?”

“Don’t call me Shuangshuang. You have no right to call me that.”

The moment Jin Lu heard his words, a murderous aura instantly radiated from her entire body. She seized Duan Qiran by the collar and shoved him into the octagonal cage.

To say something like that in front of so many people was not merely humiliating her. It was humiliating Zheng Qian as well.

If he had simply said that she was with Zheng Qian for his money, Jin Lu would not have bothered arguing with him.

But she had brought Zheng Qian to the gym today. If he lost face here, she had to help him regain it.

“You want to fight, don’t you? Then fight me.”

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