"What's past is past. There's no need to dwell on it."
With that, Qin Lin drove straight back to Xianshan Villa. However, before he could even step inside, he heard the rhythmic chant of, "Left, right, left! Head up, chest out!"
"You're back?"
In the villa's living room, Tang Kexin was doing a workout routine to the *Chinese Herbal Manual*, busily lifting her legs left and right. She looked up at Qin Lin. "Want to join?"
"Hmm, maybe later."
Qin Lin flopped onto the sofa, his eyes landing on Tang Kexin. Dressed in a sports top and yoga pants that perfectly showcased her stunning figure, he felt the heat he had just managed to suppress flare up again.
My mind is as clear as ice, unshaken even if the sky falls. Calm down, calm down.
