Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife Chapter 431 - 430: Your Allure Comes from Within

The dressing room door opened, and the teacher’s face lifted into a smile again, softly saying, "It’s good that you know what you’re doing."

Rhonda also smiled and remained silent, as both turned to look at the dressing room.

Bella stepped out, possibly having tousled her hair while changing clothes. She had now loosely tied it at the back with a black hair tie, with several strands already slipping down, resting by her ears and cheeks.

The instructing teacher and Rhonda both slightly widened their eyes as they looked at Bella.

Bella stood over 1.6 ters tall, but because she was thin and had a small fra, and usually preferred wearing loose sweaters, she didn’t appear very tall.

But now, wearing a qipao that perfectly outlined her figure, more importantly, the usual cute and harmless face unexpectedly offered an indescribably captivating allure when dressed in the qipao.

Rhonda squinted slightly, realizing she had underestimated Bella’s potential.

It was Bella’s first ti wearing a qipao, and she felt a bit uneasy, though she had gradually learned how to withhold her emotions and not reveal her true feelings in front of others.

She lightly raised a corner of her mouth, calmly smiling, and said, "Teacher, I’m ready."

"Ms. Acker, you truly showcase the beauty of Eastern won in a qipao, very beautiful," the teacher complinted, gently clapping her hands and said, "Alright, let’s start the class."

Sculpting the body is no easy task. Bella balanced a book on her head, standing stiffly with her head held high and chest out. A slight movent would risk the book falling off her head.

After the two-hour class, her whole body ached, feeling as if her spine and legs were stretched tight like a taut string, with the slightest additional force possibly snapping them.

The teacher glanced at the ti, clapped her hands, and said, "Alright, that’s all for today’s lesson."

"Thank you, teacher." Bella took the book off her head, breathing a sigh of relief.

The teacher smiled and said, "It’s uncomfortable at first, but after more ti, it gets better. Keep it up." With that, she left the classroom.

Bella exhaled, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and turned to the dressing room to change her clothes.

Beside her, Rhonda said, "Bella, I never realized before that your allure cos from within. It seems President Sinclair has taught you well."

Bella frowned at her.

Rhonda laughed, saying, "Don’t worry, I’m just speaking from observation, not intentionally causing trouble."

Bella withdrew her gaze and went into the dressing room to change back into her own clothes.

She hadn’t expected to run into Rhonda at this body-sculpting class, but since Ms. Young had put considerable effort into enrolling her in this course, she wasn’t going to quit just because of Rhonda.

Anyway, she had been in a bad mood recently. If Rhonda provoked her, she wouldn’t hold back from hitting her.

Bella changed her clothes and ca out, noticing that Rhonda had already left and only Judy Zimrman was waiting outside.

The two chatted briefly and continued to rush to their next scheduled activity.

Busy as a spinning top the entire day, Bella finally went to et Cynthia Young at the studio around seven in the evening to head together to the eting place arranged with Director Simons.

Arriving at the restaurant, they rushed to the private room and were already late.

As soon as they entered, Cynthia stepped forward to shake hands with a middle-aged man who looked in his fifties, "Director Simons, sorry we are late."

Bella followed behind Ms. Young, her gaze sweeping across the other people in the private room. She caught sight of Archer Quinn, smiling and waving at her, and widened her eyes in surprise.