Young Master Shen's face was full of sincerity. "Wife, you're back? You've been running around outside these past two days. It's really been hard on you—I'm absolutely heartbroken for you."
MuLan said softly, "Husband, thank you for everything you've done for our family. It truly makes people see you in a new light."
Young Master Shen said, "You're welcome. Of course, if Wife wants to reward me, that would be fine too."
MuLan said, "Then what reward does Husband want?"
"Any reward at all?" Young Master Shen asked.
MuLan immediately grew a little uneasy. "Tell me first."
Young Master Shen took out a stack of drawings. "This is yoga. Wife, with such a wonderful figure, you'll definitely be a feast for the eyes when you practice it."
MuLan took them and looked. The little figures on the pages were posed in all kinds of extremely difficult positions. She immediately spat lightly. Her husband truly harbored no good intentions.
And he must have spent several days drawing these things. This had clearly been premeditated for a long time.
Young Master Shen said, "Wife, surely you're not going to go back on your word? You just said you'd give me a reward. Are you really so stingy that you begrudge even this tiny bit of effort?"
"Sigh, forget it. Who made me a live-in son-in-law? I have no status at all in this household. Wife doesn't take me seriously in the slightest."
MuLan gritted her teeth. "I'll do it. Watch carefully."
Next, MuLan practiced an entire set of yoga movements in her home clothes. The sight was simply too beautiful for words.
Young Master Shen recorded every frame in the Smart Brain as precious material. He had imagined this scene for a very long time. Back on modern Earth, he had loved