The 99th Divorce

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Yu Lili heard Jiao Ziqing's tone of annoyance, and her heart sank. She still quickly entered and tried to strike up a conversation. "Are you doing yoga?"

Jiao Ziqing shot her a look and replied, "Can't you tell? I'm dancing ballet."

Yu Lili was stunned. She had never expected such a reply. Her eyes widened in confusion. She looked at Jiao Ziqing. Her whole mind filled with question marks. "What?"

That action, posture, and bending of the waist. The whole appearance was clearly yoga. Was ballet like that too?

Witnessing Yu Lili's confusion, Jiao Ziqing started to find it funny and asked, "Was it Ou Ming who told you to come?"

It was indeed Ou Ming who had told her to come. But, if she admitted it outright, it would seem as if she were lacking in sincerity.

Judging from Yu Lili's expression, Jiao Ziqing knew that she had guessed it correctly. She rolled her eyes and said in annoyance, "I just knew it."

The girl was as afraid of her like a mouse was of a cat. If she had the choice, she'd run far away and hide instead of presenting herself at Jiao Ziqing's doorstep.

Jiao Ziqing chose to ignore her and continue listening to the radio, slowly continuing her yoga actions as she did so.

Yu Lili watched from the side as Jiao Ziqing practiced her yoga. After a long moment, she finally spoke. "Thank you for the dress. It fit very well."

Although it was highly likely that the dress had originally been made for Shen Manting, she had indeed gained a free dress. A word of thanks was in order.

Jiao Ziqing rolled her eyes at Yu Lili and remarked discourteously, "Stop trying to make conversation. If you have nothing better to do, come and exercise with me. That way, in the future, if you were to meet with the same circumstances, you won't fall with barely a push."

After a moment's thought, Yu Lili took her shoes off and stepped onto Jiao Ziqing's yoga mat. She knelt down and assumed the standard posture. The yoga mat was huge enough to take up half the yoga room.

Yu Lili's clothing was loose-fitting and could barely be counted as exercise apparel.

Jiao Ziqing was practicing Sivananda yoga. It wasn't easy.

The yoga that Yu Lili practiced was usually just for fun and something she did in her free time to train her body. Her actions weren't always to standard.

As she observed Jiao Ziqing doing her set of yoga poses, Yu Lili started to feel a little out of her league.

Jiao Ziqing saw that she wasn't moving and asked with a roll of her eyes, "What's wrong? Are you waiting to pray before your poses?"

The sarcasm was evident. Yu Lili blushed in embarrassment as she replied, "I'm not very good at it."

"If you aren't, then learn! Everything we know is learned! Staring into blank space isn't going to help you improve." Jiao Ziqing continued slowly in her movements, fluid like water. Her movements were graceful and beautiful.

It was no wonder that Jiao Ziqing was able to maintain her enviable figure. One look at her flexibility and the accuracy of her poses, and it was easy to tell that she was no amateur.

Yu Lili watched Jiao Ziqing's actions and slowly began to emulate her.

Even before Jiao Ziqing had completed one set, she couldn't resist barking out, "Straighten your back! Are you a hunched back?"

That correction caught Yu Lili off-guard. Her heart sank, but she followed the instruction.

"Lift your hand higher," Jiao Ziqing said. "Did you not eat enough?"

Yu Lili was speechless.

"Are there diamonds on the floor? Jiao Ziqing asked. "Why are you looking down? Raise your chin up!"

Yu Lili remained speechless.

Jiao Ziqing was very strict. More importantly, her words were very impolite. But, it had to be said that for the whole afternoon, she did sincerely teach Yu Lili the proper techniques.

After Yu Lili had been taught for about an hour, Jiao Ziqing stopped and said, "You're indeed an amateur. Enough for today. Come back again tomorrow."

Tomorrow?

Yu Lili's heart began to soar. She couldn't resist cheering inwardly.

She had asked me to come again tomorrow. Does that mean that she has already accepted me as a daughter-in-law?