Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Chapter 181 The Joy of Domination

"Me?" Yu Heng looked at her for a while, "I just wanted to tell you that if you're willing, you can earn even more money, and even faster."

"I won't do those things," Lin Yu said coldly. "Don't say anything more. I already regret it. After today, I'll go deliver food and tutor. I won't do these things again."

"Haha," Yu Heng laughed, "Do you think you're very ambitious? Very strong-willed? An independent woman?"

"At least it's clean money."

"My money is clean too," Yu Heng smiled. "You're exaggerating. You only exposed some private parts. We weren't filming a movie."

Lin Yu didn't respond.

"You are indeed an independent woman," Yu Heng said with a smile. "I don't think you're casual just because you're doing this kind of job."

Lin Yu looked up at her, somewhat puzzled.

"I was just confirming whether your so-called reserve was genuine," Yu Heng looked at her, "and it seems it is."

"Originally, I did have my eye on it," Yu Heng paused, "I just threw money at it. There's always a price that will tempt you. Human nature is the most vulnerable to temptation."

"However, based on what you just said, I think you two are quite a good match," Yu Heng smiled. "Although I'm not a good person, I still wouldn't do something like that."

"So what do you want to do?" Lin Yu's tone softened a bit.

"Okay, let's not discuss values," Yu Heng said. "I'm just asking you, if I ask you to take photos like this again, will you still come?"

"I don't……"

"Don't be impulsive," Yu Heng said, looking at her. "Such money-making opportunities are rare."

Lin Yu was silent for a while, then said, "Will it always be like this from now on?"

"More or less," Yu Heng nodded, "The product will be changed."

"Then..." Lin Yu bit her lip, "I'll do it..."

"That's right," Yu Heng smiled. "The point of all this is to tell you that since you're here, just be natural and open. This is work."

Lin Yu didn't speak, pursed her lips, and turned her head to one side.

"Cold?" Yu Heng suddenly asked.

"It's not cold."

"Then why are your legs shaking?"

Lin Yu looked down and realized that her knees were trembling slightly.

She forcefully brought her legs together.

"Nervous?" Yu Heng said. "Relax, I told you I won't do anything."

Lin Yu took a deep breath, trying to relax her body, but she couldn't.

"Can I put on some clothes?" Lin Yu asked again.

"I already said no," Yu Heng said. "It's part of the job."

"Are you rich?" Lin Yu laughed self-deprecatingly. "Five thousand dollars an hour, an extra fifteen thousand dollars, just to mess with me."

"From your perspective, you might see it as teasing," Yu Heng said, "but that's my fun. I've had quite a few women, but none of them were with me because of my money."

He paused, looking at Lin Yu.

"I'm curious to see how far a person will go for money."

Lin Yu crossed her arms and looked away, saying, "I already said I wouldn't do that kind of thing."

"Because we just met, right?" Yu Heng leaned back. "And it's only 20,000 yuan. What if we extend the timeframe? 20,000 yuan a week?"

Lin Yu's breath hitched for a moment.

"Every week you have to spend four hours with me in a private space like this," Yu Heng said. "What if this goes on for a month? Six months?"

He smiled and said, "I think it will be very interesting."

Twenty thousand a week—that was the first number that popped into Lin Yu's mind.

That's 80,000 a month, and in half a year...

"You're a pervert." Her voice was a little dry.

Yu Heng smiled: "At least I'm being honest. You know what I'm going to do, and you know what you're doing."

He stood up, walked to the window, glanced outside, and then turned back.

"So I can give you another chance to choose."

Lin Yu raised her head.

"You can choose to come or not next week on this day," Yu Heng said. "If you come every week, it'll still be five thousand yuan an hour. If you don't come next week... then if you want to take this job again, you'll only be able to get the market rate."

"You..." Her throat tightened, "You're forcing me."

"You're an independent woman, so why do you always portray yourself as the weaker party when you speak?" Yu Heng walked back to the sofa and sat down. "I'm giving you a choice."

"That sounds nice," Lin Yu said, arms crossed, looking coldly at Yu Heng, a contemptuous smile playing on her lips. "Does Ning Yutong know you're like this?"

Yu Heng fiddled with the camera in his hand without looking up: "Of course, I said I was being very honest."

Lin Yu scoffed, her smile dripping with undisguised mockery.

Click, the shutter sound was very soft.

Lin Yu froze: "What are you doing!"

Yu Heng looked down at the camera screen and said calmly, "Let's record this, record the changes over the next month or six months."

He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yu's face: "The fun of training is change. I need to keep some material to see what you were like at the beginning."

"You..." Lin Yu's throat tightened, "Delete it right now!"

"I won't delete it." Yu Heng put down the camera. "I paid for it."

"The agreement states that faces cannot be shown!"

"That was released as publicity; it didn't say that faces wouldn't be filmed during the shoot."

"abnormal."

"Say what you will," Yu Heng laughed. "But your expressions are even more vivid when you're cursing."

Lin Yu turned her face to the side.

Yu Heng smiled and waved the camera: "Don't worry, if you abide by the agreement, I will too. I will definitely not tell anyone."

Lin Yu didn't want to talk to him anymore, but only half the time had passed.

Yu Heng was already sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, while she sat there naked, feeling somewhat out of place.

She wanted to move around a bit, but felt ashamed because she and her boyfriend had never spent time together like this before.

Yu Heng would observe her from time to time and take a few photos every now and then.

Then he solemnly "praised" her.

She initially retorted with a couple of words, but later she couldn't be bothered to respond.

The time finally came to an end, and she put on her clothes.

With her canvas bag slung over her shoulder, she stood in the entryway and turned back to ask, "How will you give me the money?"

"Transfer." Yu Heng picked up his phone. "Alipay or WeChat?"

"Let's use WeChat," Lin Yu said.

Yu Heng looked down at his computer, then turned the screen towards her a few seconds later: "It's turned around."

Lin Yu glanced at her phone; the 20,000 yuan had indeed arrived in her account.

She didn't say anything, and turned to pull the doorknob.

"Wait a minute," Yu Heng said from behind.

Lin Yu paused, then asked, "What?"

"Twenty thousand dollars is not a small amount of money," Yu Heng said with a smile. "If others ask, I'll say that you've been scouted by a talent agency and this is part of the advance payment for the signing fee. If someone insists on verifying this with me, I'll say the same thing."

Lin Yu narrowed her eyes and said, "Why are you telling me this?"

"I'll teach you how to handle this," Yu Heng said with a laugh. "I don't want my observation subjects to confess to others because of psychological pressure and then never come back."

Lin Yu pursed her lips, said nothing, and pushed open the door to leave.