Xiu Gou's Taming Record

"The past life is the past life, and this life is this life." He didn't turn around. "I have someone with me now, and you can see that."

"So I should step aside?" He Mengyao's voice choked up again.

"I didn't say that." Yu Heng turned around and leaned against the window frame. "But we need to understand the situation. We can't remarry, and besides, we're not old enough. And I can't just abandon them like that. The things I do, the people around me, and my mindset are all different from before."

"I can adapt," He Mengyao said.

"Adapt to what?" Yu Heng smirked. "Adapt to me having other women? Or adapt to me arranging a place for you?"

He Mengyao remained silent; she hadn't really thought that far ahead.

She just instinctively wanted to get closer to him and win him back.

"Let's leave it at that for now. We'll talk about the future later. Let's take it one step at a time," Yu Heng glanced at his phone. "It's past three o'clock. I'm going out for a walk. We're going to have dinner and karaoke tonight."

"Can you act normal after we get out?" Yu Heng looked at her. "Don't argue with Shen Yueling."

"What if she provokes me?" He Mengyao looked up.

"She won't provoke you," Yu Heng said, "as long as you keep your distance."

He Mengyao pursed her lips, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Yu Heng reached out and used his fingers to wipe away a trace of tear that hadn't been wiped away from the corner of her eye.

"Go wash your face," he said. "I'll wait for you outside."

Yu Heng opened the door and went out.

In the living room, Shen Yueling and Zhou Mengqi sat on the sofa playing on their phones, while Bai Xinran sat on a single chair next to them, quietly looking out the window.

Hearing the door open, all three looked over.

Yu Heng walked over and sat down next to Shen Yueling, leaning back naturally and draping his arm over the back of the sofa behind her. "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Shen Yueling locked her phone, glanced at him sideways, and asked, "Why did it take so long?"

"We exchanged a few words," Yu Heng said casually. "They should be able to stay quiet from now on."

-

In the afternoon, a few of us went to sing karaoke and have dinner, and it was almost 11 o'clock when we got back to the hotel.

Five people stood in the suite's foyer, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

"How will you sleep?" Shen Yueling asked first.

Yu Heng hung up the clothes: "I'll sleep in the master bedroom. You can divide the remaining two rooms among yourselves."

He Mengyao glanced at Yu Heng but didn't say anything.

Shen Yueling narrowed her eyes, then said, "Then I'll sleep in the same room as A-Ling."

"Then I'll sleep in the other room with Teacher He," Zhou Mengqi replied quickly.

He Mengyao remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Okay, then go to bed early." After saying that, Yu Heng turned around and went into the master bedroom, closing the door behind him.

-

After taking a shower, Yu Heng dried his hair and walked to the bedside.

Picking up her phone from the bedside table, she saw a WeChat message from Zhou Wanyi: "Mom said today that hiring this nanny was quite worthwhile, and she praised you."

Yu Heng smiled. The old lady knew that he had hired a nanny for Zhou Wanyi and had called her several times, saying that he had money to burn.

Now that Aunt Ai has been here for a while, she's much more relaxed and knows it was worth it.

He replied: Okay, I'm going to sleep now, you should go to sleep early too.

He put down his phone, leaned against the headboard, and turned off the light.

I had just lain down when the door was pushed open a crack, and a sliver of light from the hallway lamp shone in, casting a shadowy figure.

He closed the door behind him, plunging the room back into darkness.

The person stood at the door for two seconds, then slowly walked to the bedside.

One side of the mattress is slightly sunken.

"Move over there." The voice was very low.

Yu Heng recognized the voice; it was He Mengyao.

He shifted his body to the other side to make room for her.

He Mengyao lifted the covers and crawled in.

Yu Heng reached out and pulled her into his arms, squeezing her tightly: "You've gotten too thin now, it's not as comfortable to hug you as it was before."

"That's in the future! Not before," Zhou Mengyao murmured. "I'll weigh 120 or 130 pounds when I get married, and I only weigh 20 or 30 pounds now."

"It's so much more comfortable to hug someone with some flesh," Yu Heng sighed. "None of them dared to hug her too tightly, afraid of breaking their backs."

"Who acts like a nice person like you, unable to sleep without leaning on someone else's leg?" He Mengyao said, then added, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Deliberately what?"

"And none of them dared to hug me too tightly," He Mengyao teased. "Are you showing off to me?"

"I didn't," Yu Heng said with a smile. "I'm just stating the facts."

"The truth is, you're a scoundrel now," He Mengyao said. "You didn't do anything with Shen Yueling even when you were drunk that time, so why are you like this now?"

"Huh?" Yu Heng stood up upon hearing this, turned on the light, and stared at her. "Didn't you keep asking what we were doing?"

"I did that on purpose, to teach you a lesson," He Mengyao squinted, the light stinging her eyes. "You're a married woman, and you still let your childhood friend take your clothes off when you're just having a drink?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Heng twitched the corner of his mouth: "You're not one to let things go when you're in the right, it was just that one time."

"If I don't make a fuss, there will be a second time," He Mengyao snorted.

"But the camera was blocked, wasn't it?" Yu Heng asked doubtfully. "How can you be sure we didn't do anything?"

"From taking off my clothes to entering the house, it only took ten minutes. When have you ever been that fast?" He Mengyao said. "Besides, Shen Yueling has a boyfriend, and she's not that kind of person."

"Haha!" Yu Heng laughed at her words and pulled her back into his arms. "Well, she's definitely not that kind of person. I wasn't that quick either. Do you want to relive it now? I've forgotten what it felt like the first time we met."

"That was my first time," He Mengyao pursed her lips, "but not yours."

"Alright, it's not like I haven't told you before," Yu Heng rubbed her back, "Don't tease me about this."

"I'm just so upset," He Mengyao said, her voice muffled. "It's been such a rollercoaster. When I came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, I thought I could calm down and apologize to you after the divorce cooling-off period. But then you were at the hospital. When I left the hospital, I was heartbroken. But then I was reborn. After coming here, I thought I could salvage anything. But then you, you damn bastard, came back too, surrounded by women. How come I never noticed before? You're such a womanizer?"

"That's because we're dating. When you're dating, you have to be devoted to each other, and even more so after you're married. Unless you agree to me having other women, how could I possibly do that kind of thing?"

"So you're saying you have principles?"

"Principles are different for everyone; I can only say it all comes down to conscience."

"So you're planning to take all these women now?"

"Of course I want to keep everything I can. It's all about feelings, and you can't just cut them off like that."

"Can you manage to manage all that energy? What if someone doesn't want to follow you anymore later?"

"Then there's nothing we can do. How can we keep someone who wants to leave?"

"That's true... you can't force someone who doesn't want to leave."

"Right, we're all adults, almost thirty. When it comes to relationships, it's all about conscience. There's no such thing as a love triangle."