NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1089: Truly Shameless
"Yo, quite leisurely, huh."
Jiang Chen walked into the gym, realizing it's better to stay indoors and avoid going out casually, but unexpectedly found Tong Dan and Fang Qing there.
Consider it an unplanned meeting.
People more capable than you work even harder.
People prettier than you also work more diligently.
A good figure isn't something you're born with.
Tong Dan was on the treadmill, her legs wrapped in yoga pants especially tight and long, sweating profusely.
One's personality can be seen through their workout routine.
Look at Fang Qing beside her; her pace was more leisurely.
"Where's your blind date?"
Jiang Chen was quite nosy, walking closer.
Tong Dan didn't even look at him, pushed the treadmill to stop, slowing down gradually. As she wiped her sweat, she said: "Asking knowingly, aren't you bored? Of course, he's at the hospital with his superior."
"Didn't he say he was returning home recently?"
"Well, there was an unexpected event."
After intense exercise, Tong Dan's breath was heavy, truly broad-minded, taking it lightly.
"Still planning to contact him?"
Jiang Chen asked with interest.
The treadmill had stopped completely.
Tong Dan stood on the treadmill, glanced sideways at someone, "Are you part of the neighborhood committee?"
"It's just basic concern among friends."
Tong Dan acted like she didn't hear, picking up a bottle of mineral water to drink.
Jiang Chen didn't push, glanced at Qing Mei jogging leisurely on another machine.
Just for convenience.
Fang Qing, who's had long straight black hair, tied her soft black hair into a ponytail.
"Alright, you guys continue working out."
Jiang Chen stopped disturbing them and walked ahead.
Tong Dan drank her water, her gaze following.
Only to see Boss Jiang walk to the equipment area and start warming up.
"Does he also have a passion for working out?"
Tong Dan was surprised.
"His physical constitution has always been good since childhood."
Fang Qing remarked objectively while continuing her run.
If Boss Jiang's physical fitness wasn't up to par, he wouldn't have escaped when he got cornered, and would've gotten beaten up a few more times.
Looking at Jiang Chen, who seemed serious over there, Tong Dan nodded, muttering without understanding: "Yeah, physical fitness is crucial."
Fang Qing probably didn't hear, her breathing a bit disordered, as she stopped the treadmill.
Tong Dan's eyes remained fixed on Jiang Chen over there, handing Fang Qing a bottle of water before stepping off the treadmill, "I'm going to check it out."
Fang Qing was used to it, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and took a bottle of water.
"I totally underestimated it, didn't expect Boss Jiang to be so strong."
Tong Dan walked closer.
Boss Jiang was lying there, doing bench presses, not too heavy, only one hundred pounds, a level a normal adult could reach with some effort. But it was obvious that Boss Jiang completed it with ease, relaxed and carefree.
Tong Dan sure occasionally visits the gym, could see through it, but in her mind, she never associated Jiang Chen with the word "macho."
Of course.
Not even now.
At most, he seems alright, not weak.
Real strong men aren't uncommon in gym; arms so strong they can't walk straight, like Popeye.
In comparison.
Boss Jiang really doesn't quite measure up.
Jiang Chen ignored it, you can't lose focus when working out, until he finished a set of bench presses, exhaled, and calmed his breath before sitting up.
"Thanks for the compliment."
Boss Jiang got up, walked to the bar, and started doing pull-ups, impressing Tong Dan by doing twenty in one go, a blatant display of skill.
"Impressive."
Tong Dan approached, unexpectedly reaching out to touch Jiang Chen's muscle.
Friendships are friendships.
But you can't be too unreserved.
Plus, Fang Qing was right there.
Of course, Jiang Chen isn't the kind of person who's so casual, swiftly sidestepping to avoid.
"What? Not allowed to even touch?"
Before Jiang Chen could speak, she started to complain.
"Then fine, can I touch you?"
Jiang Chen said playfully.
This kind of joke, with someone else, he definitely wouldn't crack.
"Sure, you're my benefactor anyway, I don't mind."
Tong Dan puffed up her chest, standing her ground bravely, while glancing at Fang Qing approaching.
Jiang Chen shook his head and ignored her, walking towards the barbell.
Some days ago, Tanki Liuli lifted 250 pounds with one hand here, like an immortal descending.
Jiang Chen obviously wasn't planning to challenge such a feat, adding 160 kilograms of plates onto each side of the barbell.
Well.
Total 160 kilograms.
Just slightly above 250 pounds,
"Be careful, don't hurt yourself."
Tong the Beauty followed, not out of sarcasm but purely concern.
The gym isn't a place for bravado.
If you can do it, you can.
If not, you can't.
Pretending is losing out for yourself; if you can't lift it, it's fine, but an accidental injury might break your back.
"That's too heavy, someone with your weight, 200 pounds is enough."
Men do have vanity.
Tong Dan could understand, but she was a bit surprised that Jiang Chen, who wasn't childish in her mind, had this bug.
"What if I lift it?"
Jiang Chen simply asked.
"If you lift it, I'll eat..."
Tong Dan thoughtlessly said but before finishing, the barbell on the ground really moved, being lifted by seemingly unimpressive arms.
Of course.
With both hands.
Tong Dan's voice abruptly stopped, her pretty face frozen suddenly, mouth unconsciously forming an "O."
"Thud."
The barbell returned to the ground.
Jiang Chen shook his hand, gently exhaled, suddenly recalling Lan Peizhi's comment,
Without practicing martial arts, one is like a frog at the bottom of a well gazing at the moon.
With martial arts, it's like a mayfly seeing the sky.