Even dressed in sportswear that resembled a school uniform, Xia Lin's great figure was impossible to hide once she started moving.
Especially her hips—whenever she made a tennis move, the graceful curves revealed as the fabric clung to her were truly captivating.
It was not exactly envy. Zhou Jialu had a great figure herself; she simply did not take the same route as Xia Lin.
Xia Lin had more of an athletic appeal, the kind that would make countless girls on Little Red Book jealous. Zhou Jialu, meanwhile... well, she was simply smoking hot.
Especially when a layer of sweat covered Xia Lin's forehead and nose, and a faint flush bloomed across her face, making one think of peach blossoms.
"Director Xia, you're here too?"
"Mm, I came out to look around with my best friend." Xia Lin smiled. Bai Feili's mess had nothing to do with Zhou Jialu, so there was no need to bring it up. It might have made for amusing gossip, but Xia Lin only wanted to have fun with Su Bai.
"Can I join you? I want to learn tennis too. Director Xia, you look so professional."
"Sure. You don't have to call me Director Xia. Just call me Sister Lin, like Su Bai does."
"Hehe~ Okay~"
For some reason, the atmosphere between the two women quickly became harmonious.
Su Bai felt that girls' friendships were truly strange. Back in high school, he had often seen this sort of thing: two girls would be arm in arm on their way to the restroom one moment, then turn against each other and rip each other apart the next.
Since Su Bai was tall and reasonably handsome, some girls who sat near him in class would come complain to him. He treated it all as entertainment, but