Xiu Gou's Taming Record

The doorbell suddenly rang, and Yu Heng raised an eyebrow and looked towards the door: "Speak of the devil, and he appears; it's probably Bai Xinran."

Shen Yueling straightened her clothes: "Go open the door."

Yu Heng opened the door and, sure enough, saw Bai Xinran standing outside.

She wore a loose sweatshirt and cargo pants today, and carried a backpack, looking fresh and neat.

"Boss, I'm here!" Bai Xinran greeted with a smile, her gaze passing over Yu Heng and landing on Shen Yueling standing behind him.

She paused for a moment, then gave a polite smile: "And this is?"

Yu Heng stepped aside to let Bai Xinran in, then closed the door behind him: "Let me introduce you, this is Shen Yueling, my childhood friend."

He then turned to Shen Yueling, "This is the anchor I just told you about, Bai Xinran."

Bai Xinran extended her hand to Shen Yueling in a generous manner: "Hello, I'm Bai Xinran, majoring in comics."

Shen Yueling gently squeezed her hand, her tone calm: "Shen Yueling, majoring in fashion design."

"Really? Then we're both art students!" Bai Xinran said with a smile.

"Hmm, quite a coincidence," Shen Yueling said casually.

Bai Xinran withdrew her hand, naturally walked to the sofa, put down her backpack, and turned to ask Yu Heng, "Boss, how about starting the live stream two hours earlier today? I'll stream a little longer, try to stream for six hours!"

"Okay, you can arrange it as you see fit," Yu Heng replied, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Shen Yueling, who was discreetly observing Bai Xinran.

Bai Xinran seemed completely oblivious to the subtle tension in the air. While taking equipment out of her bag, she casually asked, "Is Sister Yue Ling here to do a live stream too? Or is she here to hang out with the boss?"

Shen Yueling frowned slightly: "I've come to see the apartment he rented."

"This place is really nice," Bai Xinran replied with a smile, her hands still busy. "It's much better than my dorm, especially the kitchen, it's so spacious."

Yu Heng listened to their conversation. Shen Yueling's answers were brief and restrained, while Bai Xinran acted as if they were old friends.

"Sister Yue Ling and the boss are childhood friends?" Bai Xinran asked casually. "Has he always been this into risqué things since he was little?"

Yu Heng clicked his tongue inwardly; this girl was definitely doing it on purpose.

"We grew up together." Shen Yueling glanced at Yu Heng indifferently, her tone devoid of emotion. "Did she harass you?"

"It's alright, it's just that you always tell dirty jokes!" Bai Xinran gave a meaningful smile. "But you two are childhood sweethearts! That's great!"

Yu Heng quickly interrupted the topic: "Go and set up the equipment! Don't delay the live stream."

Bai Xinran pouted and walked towards the room with the equipment, saying, "Okay, boss, I won't bother you anymore."

Once she closed the bedroom door, the living room immediately fell silent.

Shen Yueling glanced at the closed door, then looked at Yu Heng: "Does she come here often?"

"Yeah, pretty much every day," Yu Heng answered truthfully, "because I have to do live streams."

What do you usually talk about?

"It's about work," Yu Heng said, walking up to her. "Livestream content, equipment issues, and things like that."

"Do you need to tell dirty jokes about work?" Shen Yueling was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Does she know about us?"

Yu Heng paused for a moment, then realized what she meant: "Of course I don't know, this is between us."

Shen Yueling seemed to relax a little, but her eyes still held a scrutinizing gaze: "The way she looks at you is a little different."

"Really?" Yu Heng feigned ignorance. "I think it's perfectly normal."

"If you think it's normal, then it's fine." Shen Yueling picked up her bag. "I'm leaving, I have class this afternoon."

Yu Heng saw her to the door: "Are you coming again tonight?"

Shen Yueling put on her shoes and looked up at him: "It depends on my mood."

Watching her departing figure, Yu Heng stroked his chin.

He closed the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Bai Xinran peeking out of the room: "Boss, your childhood friend is gone?"

"Let's go." Yu Heng leaned against the doorframe, squinting at Bai Xinran. "But why did you say such nonsense just now?"

Bai Xinran blinked and walked out with an innocent look on her face: "What nonsense did I say? I was just telling the truth! It's your fault for telling me dirty jokes every day, this is revenge!"

Yu Heng approached slowly, deliberately drawing out his words: "Oh? Revenge?"

He stopped in front of Bai Xinran, looking down at her. "Are you sure you want to get revenge on me?"

Bai Xinran shrank back under his gaze, but still retorted, "What's wrong? Is it a case of 'the magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden even to light lamps'?"

Yu Heng suddenly leaned closer, and the distance between them instantly closed to the point where they could see each other's eyelashes.

Bai Xinran subconsciously stepped back, her calf bumped into the edge of the sofa, and she plopped down on the cushions.

"What are you doing?" Bai Xinran tried to get up in a flustered manner.

Yu Heng braced himself against the back of the sofa with one hand, trapping her between himself and the sofa: "Aren't you afraid of my revenge? I've only been talking, not fighting yet."

Bai Xinran's eyes widened instantly, and she quickly clasped her hands together, saying, "I was wrong! Boss! I'll never do it again!"

She blinked, trying to put on a pitiful expression, "I just thought Sister Yueling was too serious, so I wanted to lighten the mood..."

"To liven things up?" Yu Heng raised an eyebrow, his fingers gently stroking her chin. "I think you're just stirring up trouble."

He was so close that Bai Xinran could smell the faint scent of laundry detergent on him.

She turned her face away uncomfortably, her ears burning slightly: "I really know I was wrong... I promise I won't talk nonsense in front of outsiders again!"

Yu Heng stared at her reddened ear tips for two seconds, then suddenly released her hand and straightened up: "That's more like it."

He turned and walked towards the kitchen, casually asking, "What would you like to drink?"

Bai Xinran breathed a sigh of relief and muttered softly, "That scared me to death... I thought I was going to lose my virginity."

"I heard you," Yu Heng said without turning his head, taking two cans of cola out of the refrigerator.

"I didn't say anything!" Bai Xinran immediately denied, jumping up and running to the kitchen island to take the Coke. "Thanks, boss!"

Yu Heng opened the can and took a swig of ice-cold cola: "What are you planning to broadcast this afternoon?"

"Let's continue with the general discussion," Bai Xinran said, leaning against the island counter. "Yesterday's results were good; let's solidify our fan base today."

She suddenly remembered something, leaned closer and lowered her voice: "Boss, does your childhood friend have a thing for you? I noticed the way she looked at you just now was a bit strange."

Yu Heng glanced at her: "So gossipy?"

Why does she say that too? Is there really some kind of sixth sense among women?

"Isn't this just me being concerned about the boss's love life?" Bai Xinran said with a grin. "Besides, she's really pretty, has a great figure, and that waist is so slim..."

Yu Heng rolled her eyes at her: "Focus on your career, stop thinking about these trivial things all day."

Bai Xinran pouted: "Fine, I won't tell you then..."

She was fiddling with an aluminum can when she suddenly looked up and said, "By the way, boss, could I put a beanbag chair in the live stream room? My back hurts from sitting in a chair for too long."

"Go ahead and buy it," Yu Heng shrugged indifferently. "Anything under 500 is fine, choose whatever you like."

"The boss is so generous!" Bai Xinran immediately beamed. "Then I'll place the order tonight!"

"By the way, I bought a new sound card and microphone," Yu Heng said, carrying a box from the foyer. "Your equipment is too old; it doesn't work very well."