She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Grandpa, sister, you are here too?"

Yan Siyu turned left and right, completed her warm-up preparations, and then bent down to tighten her shoelaces.

Manshu's boxing skills were very fierce and were nearing the end. The old man clapped his hands in applause.

The two of them didn't care about Yan Siyu and just responded.

Old Master Yan looked at Manshu with admiration in his eyes.

He could see that Mansu was no mere fancy man.

When she was boxing, her face shone brightly in the sun.

Old Master Yan was very happy and suggested: "Manshu, why don't we have a competition today to see who is better, you or me?"

Manshu was about to agree when Yan Siyu interrupted him: "No!"

Perhaps her voice was too abrupt, so that both Mr. Yan and Yan Siyu turned their heads to look at her.

Old Master Yan was even surprised and asked, "Siyu, why haven't you left yet? Didn't you always say that you wouldn't participate in activities for the elderly like us?"

Yan Siyu seldom accompanied him to practice martial arts in the morning, at most they would just run.

He was also used to the fact that his granddaughter had different preferences from his own.

After all, the child is young and he can understand.

Of course, it would be even better to have someone like Manshu who could accompany him during morning exercises and even help him out at critical moments.

"Grandpa, I think it's very interesting that you and your sister fight each other. Why don't you let your sister teach me?"

After Yan Siyu finished speaking, she seemed to have some concerns again: "But I don't know if I can learn a set of boxing with my talent."

She said this purely to make the two of them comfort her.

"Do you really want to learn?" Manshu raised his eyebrows.

She could see that Yan Siyu just wanted to get the old man's attention.

To be precise, she wanted to draw the old man's attention to her.

As for myself, I was not Yan Siyu's target at all, and was even her enemy.

"Yes, if I learn it, I can do morning exercises with you guys in the future."

Manshu looked at her with a half-smile: "Since my sister wants to learn, let's start with the horse stance."

Horse stance?

Yan Siyu subconsciously wanted to refuse. It was so embarrassing for such a beautiful woman like her to squat in the garden so early in the morning.

Especially today, most of the people coming and going are those who are arranging the family recognition banquet.

"Yes, when I learned this set of boxing, I also started with the horse stance." Manshu was not lying to her.

When Manshu first learned from Mr. Xu, he practiced the basic skills for two weeks.

Horse stance is just a basic movement, but Yan Siyu looked weird when doing it.

But the little supervisor Manshu was very hardworking and insisted on staring at Yan Siyu and making her squat in the horse stance until she started crying.

Yan Siyu was going crazy.

"Sister, can I stop squatting now?" Is it okay for me to stop practicing this martial art?

Yan Siyu really regretted it. She squatted until her face turned red and her head felt dizzy. Now she was carried back by Manshu. It was conceivable that -

"No." After Manshu refused, Yan Siyu staggered and fell to the ground.

She no longer cared about her image or skills, what mattered was staying alive!

But at this time, Mr. Yan said: "Siyu's posture is still not standard. Try to put a tea bowl on your head next time."

Yan Siyu: You guys are teaming up to mess with me on purpose!

By the time she had breakfast, Yan Siyu's legs were so sore that she couldn't even lift her hands.

She kept wondering: If I attend the family reunion banquet in this state, will anyone sympathize with her for being tortured by the Yan family?

However, Yan Siyu's appearance had another interpretation in the eyes of Manshu's friends.