His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

Just as Shi Guang had prepared a lesson plan for Lu Yanchen, Zhang Shulin had prepared a training schedule for her.

At the poolside were swimming equipment piled as high as a mountain—Zhang Shulin had her train on land with all of it only to head into the waters three days later and check the results of the training.

The first day, Shi Guang felt particularly unfamiliar with it, and was really uncomfortable all over. With that, she thought about how she would be able to go touch the waters for a bit as she held lessons with Lu Yanchen in the afternoon.

As she headed to the training hall, she spotted a really pretty girl beside the flower terrace near the entrance. The woman had her back facing her with long silky hair. Wearing a floral dress, she had a thin belt on her waist, looking both slender and tall.

Shi Guang did not pay her much attention as she headed into the training hall straight away.

Not long after that, the doors of the training hall opened up. Shi Guang, who was sitting down, turned around instinctively. She had thought that it was Lu Yanchen. But when she raised her head, she caught sight of a woman with a seductive body walking in gracefully.

Because she was facing the sunlight and sitting down, she could not make out what that woman looked like. Although, through her get up, Shi Guang conjectured that this was the woman standing outside earlier on.

By the time the woman got closer, Shi Guang managed to catch sight of her face. A slight hint of shock extended across Shi Guang’s eyes as she spun her head around and glared right ahead, her face turning ridiculously pale!

Behind her, the voice of the woman drifted over gently, “Hello!”

Her long eyelashes quivered slightly as Shi Guang stood up. When she faced this woman once more, her expression had returned to normal and she had even smiled out politely. “Hello! Is there anything I can help you with?”

The woman chuckled out faintly, “My name is Yang Sitong. I’m looking for Lu Yanchen. Is he around?”

“He hasn’t arrived yet. You can reach him on his mobile.” Once she was done, Shi Guang sat down once more.

Yang Sitong was a little surprised. Wasn’t this female coach not curious about a woman coming to look for Lu Yanchen at all?

Was it because there were always women coming to look for Lu Yanchen, or because she wasn’t interested in the slightest bit?

She then asked again, “Are you Lu Yanchen’s coach?”

“Yes.”

“I’m Lu Yanchen’s fiancée.”

Once she said that out, she waited in anticipation for this female coach to return an envious look. However, the female coach merely replied with an indifferent ‘Oh.’

‘Could she truly not be interested in Lu Yanchen at all?’

‘Impossible!!’

“You’re still a student, right?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Are you a local?”

“No, I’m from the neighboring province.”

“The rural areas?” Yang Sitong nodded her chin and eyed the phone Shi Guang was using before uttering out in a deep contemplative tone, “I couldn’t tell at all! You’re even using an Apple phone!”

Shi Guang frowned. “And rural folks can’t use Apple phones?”

Realizing that she had said something wrong, Yang Sitong chuckled out and extended her apologies, “No, no! I didn’t have any intention of looking down on rural folks.”

Shi Guang no longer paid her any more attention as she stood up and walked over to arrange the swimming equipment. Yang Sitong wanted to head up and question Shi Guang more when the doors of the training hall swung open again.

An elegant sounding footstep reverberated through the place before coming to a stop. Shi Guang did not have to turn her head around before knowing who it was.

“Yanchen, you’re here…!” Yang Sitong yelled out ecstatically before prancing over to Lu Yanchen.

His gaze turned gradually darker and his face was chilling to the point of seeming frightening. He spoke with a cold tone that reeked of annoyance, “What are you doing here?”

Fierce!

Shi Guang turned her head over instinctively.

Lu Yanchen’s entire body was exuding forth a coldness that shunned people miles and miles away from him. It was even more hurting than being scolded by mere words or punched physically.