Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

"Really?" Sun Yi was skeptical.

She thought he was bragging.

Because he had only met Mr. He once.

Would Mr. He really go out of his way for him?

It turned out to be the complete opposite of what she thought. Not only did Mr. He help out.

He also reminded her on the phone to get good rest.

And told her to remember to eat more, not to go hungry again.

Wow!

It was her first time feeling Mr. He so amiable and warm.

Not that he wasn't nice before.

He was nice before too.

But that kind of nice was the same good to everyone.

The feeling now was completely different, it was a kind of care unique to caring about you.

Made her feel like she was flying.

"Okay, Mr. He, don't worry, I will definitely eat on time."

The reason it was said this way.

Was because the excuse Sun Dasheng made for her was: starved to exhaustion, low blood sugar, poor health, recuperating.

On the phone, He Jiong was more than willing to do him this favor.

He agreed immediately.

And understood the principle of going the extra mile.

Personally spoke to and comforted Sun Yi several times.

And said a lot of good things about Sun Dasheng in front of her, you know what that means.

One can only say: Mr. He is a decent person.

As for why it was Dilraba yesterday and Sun Yi today.

He didn't care and didn't want to explore.

As long as he could return the favor, it didn't matter who it was.

In the end, what he valued was Sun Dasheng, the person, his extensive resources.

So, smart people don't need to say much.

Hung up the phone.

She instantly understood the weight of the man beside her.

Reached out coyly, "I want a hug!"

"Ugh..."

The way she looked almost made Sun Dasheng vomit last night's meal.

Flicked her on the forehead, "Act normal."

"Alright." Sun Yi stuck out her tongue, got out of bed, and clung to him.

She wouldn't get off, not even while having breakfast, clinging to him.

Leaving Sun Dasheng speechless.

This woman can really be a chameleon.

Finally got her to sleep, he finally had a moment to rest.

Sitting on the sofa, bored, swiping through short videos.

Received a message from Dilraba.

[Are you free?]

[Yes!]

[Then come over and hang out?]

[Hang out? What for?]

[Um... sorry, typo, damn autocorrect, meant come over to sit a while.]

[Haha... I don't think it's autocorrect's fault, was it on purpose?]

[....]

[Just say if you're coming or not?]

[On my way!]

By the time Sun Dasheng arrived, the door was already half-open.

Looks like she anticipated his arrival time, opened the door in advance?

Cracking his knuckles as he walked in.

Blood pumping.

Only to see the other party in a nightgown as thin as silk?

Can this be proper sleepwear?

Is there even such sleepwear?

Tell me.

I'll go get some immediately...

Ahem...

Wrong, I meant going to criticize.

"The weather's too hot, so I'm wearing something cooler." Dilraba licked her lips.

That temptation.

Almost made him lose control.

Saying she's a peerless beauty might be an exaggeration.

After all, the entertainment industry is full of beauties, many of which are beautiful.

But she indeed belongs to the exotic beauty type, an unusual kind of beauty.

Freshness, that's very important.

Sun Dasheng was attracted to that freshness in her.

"Sit! Beer or white wine?"

Sun Dasheng was surprised: "Drinking in broad daylight?"

Dilraba looked at him seductively: "Don't you need a little atmosphere beforehand, can't just start directly, would be too dry, no?"

Her words were really straightforward, huh?

No wonder she's an entertainment actress.

He truly experienced the difference from women outside the circle.

As for whether they have a lot of experience.

Sun Dasheng didn't care at all.

Because he knew this was merely a willing resource exchange.

Completely different from his other women.

Women in this circle, they know the rules.

Once the resource exchange is complete, the transaction is settled.

Nobody would cling on and demand responsibility from the other.

Having fun with such women is relaxed and straightforward.

No burden at all.

"In that case, white wine it is. Beer's just like drinking water, no strength, just bloats the stomach."

"Alright!"

Dilraba brought out her prized Moutai.

Poured a small glass for Sun Dasheng.

Sun Dasheng received it with surprise, "You like sauce-flavored? Rarely see girls drink this."

"Any difference?" Dilraba poured herself a small glass too, toasting: "Cheers."

Took a small sip, then patted her head.

"Oh, just drinking isn't good, I'll order something to eat."

"Sure! Some peanuts for me will do, good for drinking."

Before long.

A table full of cold dishes was prepared.

The two sat at the table, drinking and chatting about entertainment industry gossip.

Of course, most of the time he was listening.

Not very interested.

Because many names he had never heard of.

Dilraba noticed too.

Then she gradually shifted the topic from the 00s, 90s flowers to the 85s.

This piqued Sun Dasheng's interest.

Because the 85s were all names he was familiar with.

Mainly because they acted in the TV series he watched when he was younger, no other reasons.

Finally Dilraba talked about her ex-boss, Yang Mi.

Talking about her, Dilraba noticed he was very interested.

Thus she began to speak nonstop about unknown gossip and rumors about Yang Mi in the outside world.

"Hey! Is that widespread rumor online: 'Where's my husband?' true?"

Dilraba smiled mysteriously, "I can't say."

Sun Dasheng understood, "Got it!"

"Come on, bottoms up to this!"

The two enjoyed a big gulp.

Eventually feeling parched.

Both sat together, exchanging saliva.

To relieve the dry mouth and tongue.

"Why does your mouth taste sweet and fragrant?" Dilraba asked, drunken eyes blurry.

Sun Dasheng smiled, cupping her face, "You're drunk. My mouth has sauce-flavored technology. How can it not be fragrant?"

"Oh, is that so." Dilraba giggled foolishly.

Then continued, "I still want to taste the sweet, sauce-flavored technology."

After a while, they parted.

"You can taste it, but no tricks."

"How did I trick you?"

"You bit my lip, isn't that a trick?"

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let me blow on it."