Chapter 14: The disturbance in the gym

Who needs a personal trainer? Ding Sheng, an Interpol agent, is the best fitness coach one could ever ask for. With only a workout tank on his upper body, it revealed his strong and powerful physique. And due to Ding Sheng’s partial Chinese heritage, he looked fit yet not excessively beefy.

In comparison, even though he was much slimmer compared to a month before, Chen An still had far more flabs than muscles. His goal is to just get his weight down to an appropriate level; he hardly dare aspire to attain a figure as excellent as Ding Sheng’s.

Losing weight is actually quite simple, here are the words of truth: eat less and exercise more.

But to actually do so, one needs immense strength of will to rely on. Without, one might fail even before they start. Fortunately, a strong willpower is one of the personal strengths that Chen An take pride in.

Taking a break in his workout, Chen An sat on a spinning bike to rest. After drinking two small mouthfuls of water from his bottle and taking a breath, he casually asked, ‘Are you going back to America soon?’

'Yeah, I’m going back next month. I’m used to work, so taking a break actually makes me feel restless.’ Ding Sheng then asked, 'What about you?’

'Me? I don’t know. I’m taking a step at a time.’ Chen An returned an awkward smile. Currently, he and Ding Sheng are just ordinary friends. Other than knowing each other’s names, they didn’t know each others’ profession nor ask about each other’s past.

Since Ding Sheng did not question, Chen An would not volunteer information.

Continuing his workout on the spinning bike, Chen An pondered. Ever since Ding Sheng joined the Interpol, he had bitten on to Chen An tightly without rest. His sudden vacation now could be because the firearms kingpin Chen Zhang An he was doggedly pursuing before is now dead. So it was only now did he have time to rest.

Not only did he not manage to catch his target, but he discovered that the latter was dead. Ding Sheng must feel not only displeasure but maybe even crushing regret.

'Ha, this gym really allows just any kind of trash to come in here.’ A cold taunt suddenly rang near him.

Neither Chen An or Ding Sheng paid any mind as it barely registered in their attention from the start. It was only when he heard his name being called out did Chen An slipped his glasses back on to take a look.

In the near distance were two young men wearing matching couple gym outfits. The one on the left was a little taller while the one on the right was a little shorter. The shorter one had a fair and clear appearance that was appealing to the eye - if not for the acidic expression he had on his face.

'Oh, isn’t that President Chen An?’

The fairer youth suddenly gave Chen An a taunting smile. He scanned Chen An slowly and with hints of vicious intent added, 'You lost so much weight I almost didn’t recognize you. You still look like a fat pig though, haha.’

'Who are they?’ Ding Sheng asked with a frown. Though he and Chen An cannot be said to be particular close friends, but he will never allow anyone to humiliate his friends in front of him.

'I don’t know.’ It was the truth. It is likely that it was the 'Chen An’ of the past who knew them, but regardless of who these fellows are, those who insult him have to pay a painful price.

He had always been a person who keep grudges and enjoy vengeance.

But this was not the right moment to stand up for himself. With narrowed eyes, Chen An gave a sweeping look at the two. He had a good guess as to the identities of these people.

'Chen An, don’t you have anything to say to an old friend? Don’t you remember who I am? Are the rumors true after all? That after you tried to commit suicide, your brain was damaged and you became an idiot?’ Although the pale youth had a relatively pleasing appearance, he had a venomous mouth.

'There is no point talking to a loser. Xiao Jie, lets go to a different gym.’ The taller man beside Xiao Jie seem to have absolutely no interest in Chen An. He couldn’t even be bothered to spare Chen An a glance, his face only showing impatience and disdain.

'How could a person who just got dumped and lost his career have the mood to go to a gym? Even if Pigsy loses weight, he is still a pig. Why don’t you take a piss and take a look in the mirror to see what kind of trash you are?’ The youth named Xiao Jie seem to really have it out for Chen An, with every line uttered a poisonous jab of abuse.

'Shut your mouth!’ Ding Shen could no longer reign in his temper and yelled. With the imposing manner of an Interpol agent and his large brawny physique, it instantly startled the two men.

Chen An knew Ding Sheng wouldn’t be able to contain his anger. Why else would he be known for his righteousness?

Righteous is indeed the term to describe Ding Sheng without any trace of irony.

'I don’t know what kind of relationship we had in the past, but I no longer remember you. There is no need for you to belittle me like this.’ Chen An decided to insert at the appropriate time.

'Oh my god, Hao Hao*, look at him! At his age, this pig still went to straighten his teeth. This is hilarious! What do you intend to do? Are you going to Korea to get plastic surgery done because you feel that you are too ugly? Because with the way that you are now, nobody will want you! Hahaha!’ When he saw the braces on Chen An’s teeth, Xiao Jie immediately burst into mocking laughter.

'I told you to shut your trap, didn’t you hear me?’ Completely incensed, Ding Sheng stepped two steps forward and grabbed the youth’s shirt collar. With their stark physical difference, it looked like he was lifting a chicken.

'You - what do you want to do? I don’t know you, put me down! Hao Hao, he wants to beat me up! Help me quick!’ The little gigolo instantly wailed hysterically.