Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 235 Chief Health Advisor?

Her palms weren't covered in calluses like those of someone who lifts weights all year round; instead, they were smooth and delicate, with only a thin callus visible at the knuckles of her index fingers, indicating moderate pressure.

"Ye Fan." He reached out and shook hands with him, but they parted after a brief touch.

Immediately, Huang Yixin took out a matte black card with an extremely simple design but an extraordinary texture from a very small sports waist bag and handed it over.

"This is my business card." The card has only one line of elegant gold lettering: Huang Yixin, Chief Health Consultant of Jiangwancheng Private Club.

"Chief Health Advisor?" Ye Fan raised an eyebrow; this title was quite novel.

This was the first time he had ever heard of this profession, and he couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity.

Huang Yixin noticed his confusion and explained, "My profession is different from that of a regular fitness coach. I specialize in creating personalized health management for a specific individual."

Ye Fan became interested: "Oh? What do you mean?"

Huang Yixin explained, "It means that during the contract period, I will serve only one person and will not accept other orders."

Ye Fan was surprised and thought to himself: "Personal trainers can come up with such highly customized services? This is truly eye-opening."

However, he didn't say it aloud, and continued, "That sounds very special. How much does it cost?"

Huang Yixin spoke calmly and clearly: "I have three packages. Package A: Customized nutrition menu, personalized training guidance and coaching two days a week, 8000/month."

She paused briefly before continuing, "Package B: Based on Package A, it adds full responsibility for the preparation and nutritional balance of the employer's daily meals, with five days of in-home service per week, 16000/month."

Ye Fan waited a moment, but heard nothing more. With a mischievous smile, he pressed on, "So, what about the legendary C-package?"

Huang Yixin's expression didn't change much, but her cool eyes seemed to have become even more profound. She said calmly, "Package C... is not available for the time being."

Damn! You can do that? Ye Fan chuckled to himself, instantly understanding that the other meaning behind temporarily not accepting orders was probably waiting for a higher price!

In 2014, a private tutor charging 8,000 to 16,000 yuan a month certainly meant more than just classes.

I wouldn't dare say we could have a deep conversation, but some basic physical contact shouldn't be a big problem.

As for Package C, needless to say, those who know, know.

Huang Yixin's top-notch figure, looks, and unique blend of mystery and professionalism make her an absolute enchantress, absolutely worth the price.

It is a walking, adrenaline-pumping luxury item.

Ye Fan held the cool-to-the-touch business card in his hand, his gaze subtly sweeping over Huang Yixin's perfectly proportioned body once more, a plan forming in his mind.

His current large apartment doesn't actually have a dedicated gym yet... It seems this matter can only be discussed "later".

Ye Fan took out his phone, quickly swiped his finger across the screen to save Huang Yixin's number, and then dialed it.

"Beep...beep..." The phone had only rung twice when a clear and restrained vibration came from Huang Yixin's hand a few steps away.

She seemed to have expected this, and the moment she looked up, her smile held a hint of triumphant playfulness: "You're pretty fast, Mr. Ye."

Ye Fan put away his phone and smiled, "Keep in touch. I'm very interested in your C package."

Huang Yixin smiled gently, her eyes sparkling like the surface of a lake with a pebble thrown in: "I am the exclusive health consultant for the high-end clubhouse in Jiangwan City residential area. We have our own independent studio here. Mr. Ye, you've just arrived, would you like to try a class first? It's free, just a small token of my appreciation."

Her voice was soft yet possessed a certain allure.

Ye Fan had already lifted his foot to walk towards the elevator, but stopped in his tracks upon hearing this.

He turned around, raising an eyebrow slightly as he looked at her: "Oh? A trial lesson?"

Huang Yixin's smile deepened, like a carefully cultivated flower in full bloom.

She subconsciously adjusted the shoulder straps of her sports bra, covering her neckline as she said, "Yes, a personalized one-hour trial class, including instruction and practice, for an in-depth experience, guaranteed to be worthwhile."

Her words were professional, but the charm in her smile was undeniable.

Ye Fan's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then he nodded slightly: "Alright, let's give it a try!"

Huang Yixin's smile deepened, and she gracefully stepped aside, gesturing for him to enter: "This way, Mr. Ye."

The two left the public area one after the other.

Just as Ye Fan stepped out the door, a few hushed, sarcastic remarks drifted from the corner of the equipment area:

"When will that vixen finally snag a rich guy? She's overshadowing us all."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! But this newcomer, Mr. Ye, looks like a 'big fish'..."

Ye Fan's ears keenly caught the words "sucker" and "big fish," and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

It seems that Huang Yixin's life here isn't as glamorous as it appears? This realization stirred a hint of amusement within him.

Huang Yixin's independent studio is indeed small, about 40 to 50 square meters, located opposite the swimming pool, a quiet oasis amidst the hustle and bustle. Stepping inside, one is immediately struck by the carefully crafted sense of privacy and professionalism.

The light wood flooring was spotless and reflected the soft light from the overhead lamps.

A small aroma diffuser in the corner silently exhales the crisp scent of cedarwood mixed with a hint of bergamot, effectively dispelling the smell of sweat in the exercise space and bringing a refreshing yet slightly warm atmosphere.

The various well-maintained fitness equipment is precisely positioned; the dumbbells' plating shines like new, and the resistance bands are taut and strong. Snow-white towels are folded with sharp edges like works of art, neatly stacked on the shelves.

"The place isn't big, I hope Mr. Ye won't mind." Huang Yixin closed the door, instantly shutting out the noise outside and making the room even quieter.

"For your first experience, Mr. Ye, which part would you like to focus on? Or would you like to hear my professional assessment?" Her voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet.

Ye Fan's gaze swept across the almost austerely clean space, finally landing on Huang Yixin. He unconsciously pressed his hand against his abdomen: "Then let's work on our abs first."

"Core strength is the foundation, an excellent choice." Huang Yixin's lips curled into a professional smile, but a knowing glint flashed in her eyes.

She walked gracefully to a dark gray, non-slip leather-covered training chair and patted the seat with a standard gesture: "Please lie down, Mr. Ye. Let's begin."

Ye Fan lay down as instructed, but before he could adjust his position, Huang Yixin straddled his lap.

Instantly, a soft touch came through his sweatpants, making his breath catch in his throat.