Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 782 - 295: Taking the Heavenly Immortal for a Swim (Part 2)
It really works.
"Do you have the time and interest to learn this?" Liu Yifei asked while lying on a beach chair.
"Yeah, I just picked it up casually. Anything that’s beneficial to my family, I think about learning it," Sun Dasheng answered skillfully.
This gave Liu Yifei a misconception.
He is a man who really loves and cares about his family.
Otherwise, why would he stuff himself and learn this skill?
He has plenty of money; even if he hires someone every day, the money to last a lifetime for the whole family wouldn’t even touch the interest in his bank account.
It’s only because he wants to personally do something for his family that he would do this.
Yeah, that’s right.
Alright, Sun Dasheng successfully led her thoughts astray.
You could say: shameless.
As a man, if you want to have good food, you have to be shameless.
Late at night, the yacht returned to the previous dock.
At this hour, there weren’t many people at the dock; it was quiet and peaceful.
"I have to go home," Liu Yifei looked at him and said reluctantly.
"I’ll take you," Sun Dasheng said, pulling her and tucking her into the car.
The car then started.
A bit tired from having fun, Liu Yifei didn’t think too much and soon fell asleep in Sun Dasheng’s arms.
When she woke up again, it was already early the next morning.
The winter sun’s not-so-dazzling rays lay over her pretty eyelids, disrupting her sweet dream.
She rubbed her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar bedroom. Her mind went blank: Who am I? Where am I?
A few seconds later, her brain kicked in.
She remembered, I’m the famous Liu Yifei. I’m at home... home? This isn’t my home, where is this?
Feeling a little flustered, she got up. Just as she opened the bedroom door, she bumped into someone.
"You’re awake," a familiar voice came to her ears.
It’s him!
"Why am I sleeping at your place?" Liu Yifei, her hair messy and still bleary-eyed, asked in a daze.
"What do you think?" Sun Dasheng said, squeezing past the door, walking in.
"Have breakfast first. I’ll explain everything after breakfast."
Liu Yifei then noticed the food container in his hand.
"What breakfast?" The craving in her stomach was stirred; eat first, talk later.
She reached out but was stopped, "You haven’t freshened up, brush your teeth and wash your face, then come eat."
"Oh." Heavenly Immortal pouted and reluctantly headed to the bathroom.
"All the toiletries are new and unopened; use whatever you need," Sun Dasheng reminded considerately.
"Got it." The sound of Heavenly Immortal’s voice and the water running came from the bathroom.
A few minutes later.
Seeing the refreshed beauty, Sun Dasheng exclaimed, "That was quick?"
"What’s slower?" Liu Yifei quickly opened the food container and started eating the breakfast inside.
"Don’t you girls need at least an hour or two to do makeup in the morning?" Sun Dasheng asked, sitting beside her watching her eat.
"Mmm mmm... the xiaolongbao you bought tastes good. Send me the store’s address later." The little foodie was only concerned about the food now.
"What did you ask earlier?" After wolfing down the breakfast in the container, she remembered to ask.
"Nothing." Sun Dasheng, in a bad mood, picked up the container and walked out.
Leaving behind a little fox with a sly smile.
Hmph! That’s what you get for teasing me first!
In the living room downstairs.
"Last night, you fell asleep in my car. I didn’t know where you lived, so I had to bring you back to my place."
Indeed, this was Sun Dasheng’s secret little base.
When he wanted some peace and quiet, he would stay here for a night.
Its function was the same as most family breadwinners’ cars.
He recalled that when he was tired or frustrated at work, and didn’t want to bring negative emotions home, he would sit alone in his car in the parking lot, smoke a cigarette, play some music, and only go home once he had digested all the negative feelings.
The purpose is the same, it’s just that now he has money in his pocket, naturally, he can’t shortchange himself.
This villa is located in a bustling area, right by the Bund.
The architecture is still from the era of the Republic of China, from the French Concession of Old Shanghai.
Of course, it’s rumored that these old antiques are not for sale.
And that’s correct, they are indeed not for sale.
But that depends on who you’re talking to.
Sun Dasheng offered twice the price, spending 2 billion to acquire a 1 billion house instantly, the owner promptly signed the contract.
You see, when money is scarce, a profit margin of double is easy to achieve (for those with money).
But the larger the number, the more difficult it is, especially at the level of 1 billion; beating inflation annually is no easy task.
With such a spendthrift buyer, of course, there are willing sellers.
However, you also need heavyweight figures to make the connections for you.
Otherwise, one might think they’ve encountered some sort of scam.
You know, there are quite a few real estate scams now, and there have been successful cases.
"Oh, I see." Upon hearing Sun Dasheng’s explanation.
Liu Yifei was a bit embarrassed, "Maybe I was too tired yesterday, as soon as I got in the car I was too sleepy, didn’t you wake me up?"
"You said you were too sleepy, how could I have the heart to wake you up? Wouldn’t that spoil the mood?"
"Alright, where is this place?" Liu Yifei asked.
"Right at the Bund," Sun Dasheng replied.
"What?" Liu Yifei hurriedly returned to the second floor, pushed open the sliding window leading to the balcony, and a magnificent river view instantly filled her sight.
"Wow! You actually have a house here." Liu Yifei, sensing someone behind her, turned around surprisedly and said.
"Surprised? Not really." Liu Yifei thought for a while and said, "You’re definitely not short of money, but I heard that the houses here are antiques not for sale, seemingly untradeable."
"Pfft... who did you hear that from?" Sun Dasheng scoffed.
"Hey! Don’t be like that, I told you, I just heard it from others." In fact, she had heard this from her godfather Chen Jingfei previously, but now, her godfather has a new favorite, keeping a distance from her mother and, in turn, treating her in a similar manner.
Outwardly still passionate, but the detachment in spirit, she could clearly feel it.
But she doesn’t really blame her godfather, because she knows this is all her mother’s own doing, stringing him along for decades, what normal man could endure that?
"Was it your godfather Chen Jingfei?" Sun Dasheng directly broke the topic.
Liu Yifei blinked her eyelids rapidly: "My relationship with him is innocent, not as chaotic as is circulated online."
"I know." Sun Dasheng tightened his hold around her waist to signal her to relax.
"I’m not someone who jumps to conclusions."
"Oh, thank you for believing in me." Liu Yifei rested her head on his chest.
Slowly she revealed the entangled love and hate relationships between her mother and godfather over the years.
"Quite convoluted," Sun Dasheng remarked after listening.
"Sigh, as a younger generation, how dare I meddle in the elder’s affairs, I can only watch them become like this, I have no solutions."
"I understand!"
"Your godfather is really quite tolerant, enduring your mother for decades, no wonder he could rise amidst the chaotic times, the man has a fierce drive."
"Yeah, since I was young, he treated me well, because of my mother."
"Later, my mother never gave him certainty, eventually, he moved on to someone else."
"Oh, I know, is it that Liu Efei as rumored online?"
"Ugh, what Liu Efei, she has a name, it’s Yang Caiyu." Liu Yifei hit him.
"Come to think of it, she does look a bit like your face," Sun Dasheng leaned closer for a detailed look.
But before she could get mad, he quickly added, "No, it’s not that she looks a bit like you, but that you look a bit like your mother, right?"
Liu Yifei responded with silence.
Sun Dasheng understood.
He didn’t continue to press further.
After all, it’s her wound, you can’t possibly ask her to tear it open for you, right?
That would be too cruel.
After finishing lunch at the villa, Liu Yifei prepared to leave.
Sun Dasheng stopped her: "Here, this is the access card for this villa, I have pre-registered your identity information, you can come and go freely, treat it as your own home."
