120: Unspoken rules?

The next morning, Qin Ya walked downstairs with her eyes half-closed.

When she reached the living room, she paused upon seeing the two people at the dining table.

"Morning," Yu Heng looked up at her. "Come eat with us."

Qin Ya walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down, staring at Yu Heng: "You're not surprised to see me?"

"Surprised my ass," Yu Heng swallowed the bun in his mouth. "Your mom told me last night that you weren't going home."

"Oh," Qin Ya curled her lip. "I forgot you two were sleeping together..."

"Tsk, what nonsense are you spouting?" Yu Heng glared at her. "Saying that in front of Sister A Ling, are you asking for a beating?"

"How are you going to beat me?" Qin Ya squinted at them. "Like how you 'beat' Sister A Ling last night?"

Yu Heng put down his chopsticks and looked at Qin Ya: "You saw us yesterday?"

"Yesterday I wanted to come down for a glass of water," Qin Ya looked at Bai Xinran across from her, "but I saw someone 'pouring water' on the sofa!"

Bai Xinran's face instantly flushed red. She lowered her head and sipped her porridge, pretending not to hear.

"Hiss..." Yu Heng clicked his tongue. "If you keep this up, I really will beat you!"

Qin Ya pouted, stopped talking, and focused on eating her meal.

—

After eating, Yu Heng headed out and arrived at the Villa where Zhou Mengqi and the others were staying.

He was preparing to buy the clothes they had discussed.

When Yu Heng arrived, the living room was empty. Only after he called out did someone answer.

"President?" Zhou Mengqi's voice came from upstairs. She peeked over the second-floor railing. "Wait a moment! I'm not dressed!"

After a moment, Zhou Mengqi walked down the stairs.

She was still wearing that oversized T-shirt, the hem just covering her hips.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, curling her legs up. "President, you came so early."

She ran her hand through her slightly messy bed hair.

Yu Heng sat across from her, his gaze inadvertently sweeping across her neckline.

The T-shirt collar was a bit loose, and she was sitting cross-legged, leaning slightly forward.

From this angle, a dazzling expanse of white was visible.

Was she really only wearing this T-shirt?

Yu Heng clicked his tongue internally. During the last team-building session playing Truth or Dare, this girl had said she still had her first kiss and had never dated.

At the time, she looked so straightforward that it didn't seem like a lie.

Now, the truthfulness of that statement... had to be questioned.

"Where is Wang Luyu?" Yu Heng asked.

"She's still sleeping. She streamed quite late last night," Zhou Mengqi yawned. "What's the matter, President?"

"Didn't we talk about buying clothes yesterday?" Yu Heng said. "Wake up Wang Luyu too, so you can pick them out together."

"Alright." Zhou Mengqi responded, stood up, and headed upstairs.

The hem of her T-shirt swayed with her movement.

Yu Heng glanced again, confirming his earlier observation.

She really was only wearing that T-shirt. Was she treating him like family, or was she not treating him like a man?

He wasn't Liu Xiahui, who could remain unmoved by a woman's presence.

Yu Heng grinned, withdrew his gaze, took out his phone, and opened Taobao.

A few minutes later, Wang Luyu came down with Zhou Mengqi.

Wang Luyu, however, was wrapped up tightly in long sleeves and pants.

"President." She greeted him softly and sat down next to Zhou Mengqi.

"Mhm." Yu Heng turned the phone screen toward them. "Look on Taobao and pick out some clothes we can use for filming videos."

Zhou Mengqi leaned closer to look. She was quite close, her arm almost touching Yu Heng's.

"Is this kind of slip dress okay?" She swiped her finger across the screen. "I see a lot of bloggers wearing these for videos."

"It's fine," Yu Heng said. "But don't pick colors that are too flashy."

"What about a hip-hugging skirt?" Wang Luyu asked softly. "What length should it be?"

"Just a little above the knee is fine. Too short is inappropriate," Yu Heng said. "The main goal is to show off your figure, not expose skin."

The three of them gathered around, looking at the items one by one.

Yu Heng was calculating in his head. If they bought one-size-fits-all clothing, anyone could wear it, and other girls in the club could use it later.

The price didn't need to be too high; one or two hundred yuan per piece was about right. Since they were just for filming, decent quality was enough.

Actually, many people who film short videos now use the seven-day no-questions-asked return policy when buying clothes.

They wouldn't even remove the tags when the clothes arrived, and would return them immediately after filming.

He had initially considered doing that, but decided against it. It was better not to do things that damaged one's reputation.

"How about this shirt?" Zhou Mengqi tapped on a picture. "Unbuttoning two buttons and pairing it with a hip-hugging skirt underneath should create a good vibe."

"Okay." Yu Heng favorited the link. "We can buy another set of a similar style."

Wang Luyu watched from the side, not saying much, only nodding occasionally.

Yu Heng glanced at her: "Is there anything you want to choose?"

"I..." Wang Luyu pursed her lips. "I think those knitted cardigans are quite nice; they look a bit gentler."

"Sounds good," Yu Heng said. "Pick one of those too."

After more than an hour of selecting, they chose about twenty pieces.

There were few men's clothes—just a few shirts and suit jackets—while women's clothing accounted for the majority.

The prices were all controlled at one or two hundred yuan per piece, or even per set.

Yu Heng cleaned up the shopping cart, calculating in his mind as he paid.

Although this money wasn't a lot, it was still an expense.

They needed to start filming videos quickly and boost the traffic to recoup the costs.

"Alright, these are for common use," Yu Heng put away his phone. "Now, I'll buy a separate outfit for each of you."

"Really?" Zhou Mengqi's eyes lit up. "Can we pick anything?"

"Yes, as long as the price isn't too outrageous," Yu Heng said. "Consider it a personal gift from me. You can wear it for streaming or everyday life."

Zhou Mengqi immediately leaned over again; this time, she was practically pressed against Yu Heng.

"President, what do you think of this one?" She opened a picture of a black dress with a very low neckline and a cutout back.

Yu Heng glanced at it: "You want to wear that for streaming?"

"Yeah." Zhou Mengqi blinked. "Is that not allowed?"

"Wearing that for streaming could easily get you banned," Yu Heng said. "Pick something more modest."

"Oh..." Zhou Mengqi pouted, swiped a few more times, and chose a red slip maxi dress. "How about this one?"

"That's fine," Yu Heng nodded.

Wang Luyu watched for a long time on the side, finally choosing a slip dress that looked very gentle and refined.

Yu Heng helped them place the orders for these two outfits as well.

"Thank you, President!" Zhou Mengqi smiled sweetly.

Wang Luyu also quietly said thank you.

"The clothes should arrive in about two or three days," Yu Heng stood up. "Study the scripts well this week, and we'll start filming this weekend."

"Got it." Zhou Mengqi also stood up and walked Yu Heng to the door.

While Yu Heng changed his shoes, Zhou Mengqi leaned against the doorframe watching him.

"President," she suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?"

"You're so good to us, do you have some ulterior motive?" she said half-jokingly.

Yu Heng paused his movement and looked up at her.

Zhou Mengqi was smiling, but her eyes held a hint of testing.

"I'm good to you because you have value," Yu Heng said directly. "Filming good videos and doing well with streaming is the best return you can give me."

"Oh..." Zhou Mengqi responded and didn't say anything more.

Yu Heng pushed the door open and walked out, but he was thinking.

This girl was too proactive, proactively to the point of being abnormal.

Should he just accept the 'casting couch' offer since she's so willing?

But he was afraid she might be a Xiao Huijun. He should observe her for a while longer.