United States, Los Angeles.
In the vast gym, Xiang Qichen was undergoing a series of physical enhancement training under the guidance of a foreign coach.
Sunlight streamed through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a bright, warm glow on the treadmills neatly lined up in front of them.
Yan Qing looked at the contact displayed on her phone screen, contemplated repeatedly, and finally turned off the phone with one click.
A quarter of an hour later, one of Xiang Qichen's training sessions ended. During the break, he walked over and sat down beside Yan Qing, panting lightly as he wiped his sweaty face with a towel. Just as he was about to reach for his phone on the bench, Yan Qing grabbed it first, saying directly, "I'll keep it for you."
Xiang Qichen's hand paused mid-air, and just as he was about to say something, Yan Qing continued, her tone deepening, "Qi Chen, since you're here, set those thoughts aside for now. Sooner or later, you'll have to face them, right?"
