Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Chapter 180 Hard-earned Money

The next afternoon, when Lin Yu pushed open the villa door, Yu Heng was sitting on a single sofa in the living room.

"You're here?" Yu Heng looked up.

Lin Yu was dressed very simply today, but because of her good figure, she looked good in anything.

"Mm," Lin Yu replied, closing the door behind her.

"Have you read the agreement?" Yu Heng put down the paper agreement in his hand.

"I've seen it." Lin Yu walked to the opposite side of him. "There's nothing wrong with it."

"Then sign it." Yu Heng handed over a pen.

Lin Yu took it and bent down to sign her name on the coffee table.

Yu Heng waited for her to finish signing, then took one of the copies and looked at it before pushing the other one towards her. "Keep this safe."

Lin Yu folded the agreement in half and stuffed it into her canvas bag.

"The product is here," Yu Heng said, standing up and pointing to the box on the coffee table. "Take a look."

Lin Yu stared at the box for a few seconds before reaching out and picking it up.

She opened the box; inside was foam padding with the product embedded in the center.

modeling……

That's ridiculous...

Lin Yu's throat bobbed, and she looked up at him: "How do we film it?"

"Take a few handheld shots of the product first," Yu Heng said, adjusting the camera settings.

Lin Yu's fingers were a little stiff, and she managed to hold the object with difficulty, avoiding eye contact with the camera.

Click, click, Yu Heng took several photos from different angles.

"Okay, that's enough. Let's move on to the next step."

"Do I really have to take my clothes off completely?" Lin Yu asked him.

"Isn't it written in the agreement?" Yu Heng looked up at her. "Don't worry, I won't take pictures of your face."

Lin Yu bit her lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally turned her back and began to take off her clothes.

When the last piece of clothing was removed, a patch of tiny bumps appeared on my skin.

She crossed her arms over her chest, trembling slightly.

"Turn around and let go of my hand." Yu Heng's voice was devoid of emotion. "Put the product in front of your chest, that's right."

Lin Yu did as she was told, but her eyes were fixed on the floor, and the shutter kept clicking.

"Sit on the ground and hold it between your feet."

Lin Yu slowly sat down, a posture that was even more shameful.

She never imagined she would be like this, naked in front of a nearly complete stranger, fiddling with this thing.

"Your expression is too stiff, smile," Yu Heng said while taking pictures.

"You're not going to show your face?" Lin Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Haha, but you look even better in photos when you're smiling," Yu Heng said with a laugh. "Aren't you going to save a few after you're done shooting?"

And Lin Yu's is really quite beautiful, like a butterfly.

"I don't want to!" Lin Yu frowned. "Hurry up and take the picture!"

After taking a few photos, Yu Heng put down the camera and pointed to the product: "We can move on to the next item now."

Lin Yu looked up abruptly, her face instantly turning red: "What? This is impossible! It wasn't written in the agreement!"

"Alright," Yu Heng raised an eyebrow, "then we don't need to put them all out."

"That won't do!" she raised her voice. "That's going too far!"

"What?" Yu Heng looked at her. "Is this your first time?"

"Why are you asking this!" Lin Yu felt stung. "You said you were only taking pictures!"

"Yeah," Yu Heng shrugged, "I'm just taking pictures right now, I didn't touch you."

"Stop talking," Lin Yu said coldly, "That's definitely not going to work!"

"Fine," Yu Heng said, pursing his lips and softening his tone, "Then let's try another one, on the inner thigh, can we use a prop?"

Lin Yu's chest heaved, but in the end she did as instructed.

"Your boyfriend," Yu Heng said casually, switching cameras, "does he know you're doing this?"

"Could you please refrain from asking personal questions?" Lin Yu's voice was cold.

"Four hours," Yu Heng put down his camera, glanced at the time, and said, "Only forty minutes have passed. I was just trying to keep you from feeling awkward, so I wanted to chat."

Lin Yu didn't respond.

"Does it take four hours to photograph this one product?" she suddenly asked.

"No need," Yu Heng said decisively. "Actually, we've already filmed almost everything."

"Then why do we have to sign for four hours?"

"Aren't you short of money?" Yu Heng looked at her. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to film this. I made you 20,000 yuan in one day. You should say thank you, not ask me why I had to film for four hours."

Lin Yu bit her lip and remained silent.

"We've really taken enough photos." Yu Heng put the camera on the coffee table. "How about we chat for the next three hours?"

"Then I'll put on my clothes."

"That won't do." Yu Heng laughed. "That's not written in the agreement. Wearing it would be a breach of contract."

Lin Yu didn't move, but she had already cursed Yu Heng a hundred times in her heart.

Yu Heng took two bottles of water from the refrigerator, placed one on the coffee table in front of her, and opened the other bottle and took a sip.

"Sit on the sofa, the floor is cold," he said.

Lin Yu hesitated for a few seconds, then moved to the sofa and sat down, her legs pressed tightly together and her arms crossed over her chest.

This position made her feel a little safer.

But she also knew it was pointless, since she had already seen everything she could see.

Yu Heng sat down on the single sofa diagonally opposite her: "Shall we talk about your family?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Yu frowned.

"How much money do you need for your father's hospitalization?" Yu Heng asked.

Lin Yu suddenly looked up: "How did you know? Did you investigate me?"

"It's not that bad. There are only so many people in the music performance department," Yu Heng smiled. "You can find out by asking around."

Lin Yu's shoulders relaxed a little, but her eyes grew even colder.

"So what?" she said. "You think I'm promiscuous because I'm short of money??"

"Isn't that right?" Yu Heng said, "You want to get the money as soon as possible, don't you?"

Lin Yu's chest heaved slightly: "But I won't do it casually!"

"Okay, let's change the subject," Yu Heng said, pursing her lips, "Didn't your boyfriend help you raise the money?"

"Yes," Lin Yu said immediately, "but I didn't want it."

"Why not?"

"His money was earned through hard work."

Yu Heng laughed: "So, the money you're earning now isn't hard-earned?"

Lin Yu's face flushed red and then paled: "That's different."

"How are they different?" Yu Heng leaned forward slightly. "We all earn money through our own abilities."

Lin Yu bit her lower lip and remained silent.

"What do you think your skill is?" Yu Heng asked. "The skill of taking off clothes?"

Lin Yu suddenly stood up: "You!"

"Sit down." Yu Heng's voice wasn't much louder, but it carried a command.

Lin Yu stood still, her chest heaving.

"The agreement states that reasonable instructions must be followed during filming," Yu Heng said. "It's not time yet."

Lin Yu glared at him, then after a few seconds, slowly sat back down.

"Are you angry?" Yu Heng asked.

Lin Yu remained silent.

"Do you think I'm humiliating you?" Yu Heng said. "Actually, no. Taking photos while naked is just making money based on your body. There's nothing shameful about it. You think it's shameful because you still have a sense of superiority."

Lin Yu's fingers sank into her knee.

"You're studying music performance. If you want to pursue this path, there are far worse things to do," Yu Heng said. "Accompanying clients for drinks, sleeping with clients, unspoken rules—aren't those dirtier than this?"

"I won't do that," Lin Yu said.

"You're already in this situation," Yu Heng said. "Twenty thousand yuan for four hours is already a shortcut for you."

Lin Yu's throat moved.

"What would your boyfriend say if he knew?" Yu Heng asked.

He won't know.

"What if they find out?"

"I won't let him know!" Lin Yu said decisively. "What exactly do you want?"