Value

After He Mengyao finished speaking, she walked forward. Yu Heng put out his cigarette and followed her.

Shen Yueling grabbed his arm: "Are you really going?"

"It doesn't cost any money to look at it," Yu Heng said.

"What does she mean?" Shen Yueling lowered her voice. "She wants to buy you a car?"

"I don't know," Yu Heng said honestly. "Let's see what she says."

Zhou Mengqi took Bai Xinran's hand and whispered, "A BMW."

Bai Xinran gave a soft "hmm". She didn't know much about cars. Her father's car belonged to his company and didn't seem to be a very nice car.

She would be happy if her master could drive a nice car.

He Mengyao had already reached the entrance of the BMW 4S store and glanced back at them.

Yu Heng approached, and she pushed open the door.

The store's interior was noticeably more upscale than the previous one. The salesman was a middle-aged man in a suit. When he came up, his gaze quickly swept over the group of people, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sir, are you looking to buy a car?" the salesperson asked Yu Heng.

"Just browsing," Yu Heng said.

"This way, please." The salesperson led them to the exhibition area.

He Mengyao walked over to a white X3 and ran her finger along the hood: "What do you think of this car?"

Yu Heng glanced at the price tag; it was over 400,000.

"We've gone over budget," he said.

"I didn't ask you to pay anything." He Mengyao opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, and adjusted the steering wheel.

Upon seeing this, the salesperson immediately stepped forward to explain the configuration.

Shen Yueling stood outside the car, looking at He Mengyao's profile through the car window.

Where did this woman get so much money?

rich second generation?

"You like this car?" Yu Heng asked, leaning over as he rested his hand on the roof.

"It's alright." He Mengyao got out of the car. "But SUVs are clunky to drive, sedans are better."

She walked over to a 3 Series parked nearby and knocked on the window: "How about this one? Want to try it out?"

"Can I take a test drive?" Yu Heng asked the salesperson.

"Sure," the salesperson said.

Yu Heng handed over his driver's license, and the salesperson took it and looked at it: "Please wait a moment, I'll arrange it."

After the salesperson left, Yu Heng looked at He Mengyao and asked, "Are you really going to buy it?"

"Go ahead and buy it, it'll only cost a few hundred thousand yuan," He Mengyao whispered to him. "Your wife is quite wealthy now."

Shen Yueling walked over: "Teacher He's family is very well-off."

"It's alright." He Mengyao didn't want to explain further.

"It's amazing that a student can buy a car on their own." Shen Yueling's tone was ambiguous, neither praising nor sarcastic.

He Mengyao twitched the corner of her mouth but didn't reply.

The salesperson returned, holding the keys: "The test drive vehicle is ready, this way please."

Yu Heng got into the driver's seat and adjusted the seat and rearview mirror.

He Mengyao opened the back door, got in, and fastened her seatbelt.

The salesperson sat in the passenger seat, holding a tablet computer: "Let's take a drive around the park first to get a feel for the handling at low speeds."

The car slowly drove out of the 4S store and into the internal roads of the auto city.

-

The car circled back to the 4S store, and Yu Heng brought it to a stop.

The salesperson got out of the car to get the documents, leaving only two people in the car.

"Are you really going to buy it?" Yu Heng turned to look at her.

"Buy it." He Mengyao looked at him too. "Do you like it?"

"good."

"This one will do." He Mengyao unbuckled her seatbelt. "You choose the color, I'll pay, but I have one condition."

"I knew it," Yu Heng chuckled. "What are the conditions?"

He Mengyao narrowed her eyes: "Spend at least one day a week with me."

"Just one day a week?" Yu Heng smiled. "Deal."

The two got out of the car and returned to the exhibition hall. Shen Yueling walked over and asked, "How was it?"

"It's settled," Yu Heng said.

Shen Yueling looked at He Mengyao: "She paid?"

"Okay." He Mengyao took out her wallet from her bag, pulled out her bank card, and handed it to the salesperson. "Full payment."

The salesperson's eyes lit up, and he took the card: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Zhou Mengqi whispered in Bai Xinran's ear: "You really bought it."

Shen Yueling pursed her lips, and after a few seconds said, "Whatever you say."

After making the payment, it will take time to complete the formalities.

The salesperson said they could handle the license plate application, and told them to go back first and come back to pick up the car in a couple of days.

-

On the way back to the university town after buying the car, Shen Yueling remained silent the entire way, and didn't say a word even after returning to the villa.

He Mengyao dropped them off at the entrance of the residential complex and then drove away.

Zhou Mengqi returned to her place, while Bai Xinran followed Yu Heng and Shen Yueling home.

Once inside, Yu Heng tossed his car keys onto the entryway cabinet and glanced at Shen Yueling, who walked straight to the sofa and sat down.

"Ah Ling, you go back to your room first," Yu Heng said.

Bai Xinran responded softly, lowered her head to change into slippers, walked to her room, and closed the door.

Yu Heng walked to the sofa and sat down, then reached out and pulled Shen Yueling into his arms.

"What's wrong?" Yu Heng put his hand on her waist. "Are you unhappy?"

Shen Yueling didn't say anything.

"Because He Mengyao bought me a car?" Yu Heng asked again.

The person in his arms remained silent for a long while before speaking, their voice muffled: "I just feel like I'm the only one who's useless to you."

Yu Heng's fingers unconsciously caressed her waist: "How so?"

"Ah Ling can manage your business well, handling everything inside and out. Zhou Mengqi is an artist you signed, and she's doing very well with her short videos, making money." Shen Yueling paused, "Now this newcomer, He Mengyao... just threw away hundreds of thousands to buy you a car."

She turned to look at Yu Heng: "I don't think there's anything I can do to help you, except..."

The rest of the sentence was left unsaid.

Yu Heng knew what she wanted to say.

Aside from sleeping with him, she doesn't seem to have any other value to him.

"You think you're useless?" Yu Heng pulled her closer, his hand resting on her lower back. "Shen Yuling, you're my childhood friend, the closest person I have here. Isn't that enough?"

"What's the use of being close?" Shen Yueling's voice lowered. "Being close can't put food on the table. I can't help you with anything you're doing right now."

Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. He knew that no matter how he said she had value, was useful, or even if all she could do was sleep with him, it was useless.

To solve the problem.

"So what do you want to do? You can help me too." Yu Heng hugged her and said, "Look, there are many things you can do here. You can shoot short videos, or participate in design. Your drawing skills are also good. You can design products with A Ling. You can also draw suits for the streamers."

"But I've never done that before..."

"No one is demanding that you do it perfectly. Just take your time. These things have to be done anyway, and it's better for family members to do them than to ask outsiders to do them."