Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 631 - 224: Ouyang Nana’s Pink Bed

The conversation gradually shifted to work.

"Have you been filming here in Hengdian recently?" Sun Dasheng asked.

"Yes, my recent scenes are all here."

"Didn’t you complain in the voice chat before, that you’re always running around filming on location?" Sun Dasheng wasn’t making this up; this was what Ouyang Nana herself had complained about in the game voice chat.

"Sigh... if I keep flying all over the country, my small frame won’t be able to take it. Luckily, the director has finally got into the swing of things in the later stages, so we don’t need to repeat the same locations over and over."

Ouyang Nana grumbled.

"Haha... that’s just the director being dedicated, striving for perfection," Sun Dasheng said something in defense of the director.

Ouyang Nana wrinkled her attractive nose, "If it wasn’t like this, I would have gone on strike already."

Then she rolled up her sleeves and showed Sun Dasheng her arm: "Look at my wrist here, the difference in color is distinct because of the UV rays during outdoor filming."

"The scenery in the Northwest is indeed beautiful, but the latitude is too high, and the UV rays are too strong. Look, they’ve tanned me into a little Blackie, I don’t know how long it’ll take to recover."

Sun Dasheng comforted her: "You, with your natural beauty, look good even with a tan. Besides, you’re not even dark. In Western terms, what do they call it..."

"Wheatish?" Ouyang Nana chimed in.

"Yes, yes... Westerners hold this skin tone in high regard, they say it’s the healthy color."

To Sun Dasheng’s words, Ouyang Nana just chuckled without saying anything.

There’s a great difference in aesthetics between East and West. The healthy wheatish tone popular in the West has no real market in China, where the whiter, the better, even if it’s as white as someone who’s been dead for days lying in a coffin, it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s white.

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"Brother Sun, have you finished eating? Can you accompany me for a walk?" Ouyang Nana blinked her eyes and asked.

"Alright, since you invited me so sincerely, even if I didn’t have time, I’d have to make some," Sun Dasheng said, standing up with a smile.

The two walked through the streets and alleys of Hengdian.

Of course, all necessary protective measures were taken very seriously.

Masks, sunglasses, baseball caps—the disguise trio was arranged perfectly.

This outfit might seem overly obvious elsewhere, but in Hengdian, where such outfits are everywhere, it’s nothing surprising.

Because every street and alley is full of such looks.

Although Ouyang Nana is a veteran artist, she’s not very old; she has the innocent and playful side of a girl born post-2000.

Sun Dasheng accompanied her in visiting numerous small commodity stores.

They were full of Yiwu goods, since it was already considered the center for Yiwu merchandise.

Although Yiwu goods are synonymous with low prices, they win in variety; all kinds of styles, enough to dazzle anyone.

Ouyang Nana enthusiastically picked through the Yiwu goods.

Sun Dasheng asked her what she was buying so many small items for.

Ouyang Nana said, "I rarely have time to go shopping, and now that I do, I’m picking some gifts for my family for when I go home during festivals, to give to relatives and friends."

Saying this, she looked at Sun Dasheng: "Do you want to buy some as well?"

Sun Dasheng shook his head.

It’s not that he didn’t need to buy gifts.

But he rarely handled gift buying himself anymore, usually delegating it to his assistant and secretary.

Such small tasks don’t usually come down to him, the big boss, personally.

After shopping, Ouyang Nana invited him to visit her home.

"Huh? Isn’t that inappropriate?" Sun Dasheng pretended to hesitate: "Just the two of us, plus you’re a big star—if the paparazzi catch us, be careful about your gossip all over the news tomorrow."

Ouyang Nana shrugged indifferently: "Do you see any buzz about me online now?" She then pushed him into the taxi with her hand on his shoulder: "Don’t worry about it, the paparazzi don’t care about photographing me anymore, I’m no longer a trending celebrity in the industry. Plus, I’m inviting you not to do anything bad, just to go play some games with me at home, since I don’t have any events to attend these days and I’m resting at home, so just keep me company."

Goodness gracious.

How could Sun Dasheng refuse that look?

He had no choice but to agree.

One of the small villas in Hengdian.

"Is this a house you bought in Hengdian?" Sun Dasheng was somewhat surprised.

"What’s there to be surprised about? A lot of celebrities have purchased houses here," Ouyang Nana said, opening the door and inviting him in.

The interior was elegantly and simply decorated; it truly looked like a place for a breath of fresh air.

The room’s furnishings matched her quite well.

"How is it?" Ouyang Nana invited him to tour the entire house, then asked him to comment.

Sun Dasheng stroked his chin and pondered out loud: "It’s... alright."

Hey... what do you mean by that tone?

Ouyang Nana hit him gently with the purse she was holding: "Seriously evaluate it, considering you’re a rich boss, never mind the cost of my decorations, just give me an appraisal of my taste."

Seeing this request, Sun Dasheng put away his joking demeanor and examined the place carefully, finally saying seriously: "Like a lotus emerging from water—page graceful beyond description."

These words made Ouyang Nana’s cheeks a little red.

She covered herself as she headed toward the living room, reminding Sun Dasheng behind her: "Brother Sun, let’s go play games on the sofa in the living room."

A few hours later.

Sun Dasheng found that this little girl was truly a hardcore gaming fan.

If she’s not filming, she’s definitely an online game addict.

Looking at the big "failure" on the game settlement screen, Ouyang Nana started yelling and complaining again: "Brother Sun, were you not playing seriously? Look at your own data."