<h4>Chapter 102: Chapter 103 You’re Still So Sensitive (1)</h4><h4></h4>


    Seeing the little one’s gaze fixed on the direction of the road, Gan Yuan looked puzzledly at the traffe, "What are you looking at?"


    "Nothing." The little one withdrew his gaze, "Mommy, I’m really hungry, can we go eat?"


    Gan Yuan didn’t think much of it, simply taking his small hand again, "What do you want to eat? How about, we go have some hot pot?"


    "Mm."


    The little one smiled in response.


    As she took in his radiant smile, Gan Yuan just shook her head gently.


    Had he really been cooped up at home for too long? Was he this happy just to go out to eat?


    ...


    ...


    After resting at home for a day, on Monday morning, the little one officially started at his new school.


    Gan Yuan used the morning to stock up on some essentials at the nearby supermarket, and after lunch, she rushed to the gym for work.


    At two-thirty, the Ptes ss officially began. The ss didn’t have many students because it was located in the embassy district, where most of the attendees were foreigners, with skin tones of white, yellow, and ck, including the spouses or rtives of ambassadors from various countries.


    After a simple introduction, the ss officially started. Gan Yuan quickly briefed everyone on some precautionary measures, then stood on her own fitness mat to start teaching the simplest movements.


    "Everyone must remember, the most important thing throughout the process is focus. Consciously feel your muscles, control them... give it your all but don’t push yourself too hard..."


    She exined earnestly, and the students all learned very attentively.


    Lifting legs, raising arms, bending waists...


    Her body moved as freely as she wished, the movements suggesting less of a workout and more like a form of dance, filled with the beauty of strength and rhythm.


    Outside the windows draped with sheer curtains, Huangfu Jue, through the thin fabric, spotted that familiar figure and immediately stopped.


    "This is our Ptes room, and this instructor here is Miss Gan Yuan, rmended to you by your friend. Miss Gan holds an advanced Ptes certification from the United States and is also a professional fitness instructor," the club manager introduced enthusiastically on the side. "Our sses are very flexible, with options for group instruction or VIP individual appointments to meet any scheduling need you have. VIP cards are avable as monthly, quarterly, or ck tinum annual memberships..."


    This time, Huangfu Jue came as a guest, specifically requesting to see Gan Yuan.


    Given the visitor’s significant presence, the reception staff immediately summoned the manager who, eager to retain the client, did everything from offering tours to providing exnations.


    "Annual membership." Huangfu Jue, without waiting for the full introduction, stared at Gan Yuan and spoke, "I want her as my personal trainer."


    "No problem at all," the on-duty manager smiled immediately in response, "Our club always prioritizes service and the satisfaction of our clients. Please follow me to the office, and I’ll exin our annual membership to you in detail."


    He politely gestured, leading Huangfu Jue andpany towards the office.


    Inside the room.


    Gan Yuan stood up straight, "Today we’ll practice these movements..."


    Noticing a shadow near the window, she turned her face, puzzled. Through the curtain, the sight was unclear. Just as she was about to take a closer look, the room door was already being pushed open.


    Gan Yuan redirected her gaze towards the door, where a tall blonde woman was hurrying in.


    As their eyes met, the blonde woman’s face fell.


    "Is it you?!"


    Gan Jingyuan recognized the woman at a nce, the mother of the blond boy whose nose had been broken by Gan Tang. Internally she sighed at the twist of fate but maintainedposure on her face.