Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 784 - 296: Yang Mi’s Outburst of Jealousy (2)
After everything was done.
It was as if nothing had happened before.
Neither of them brought up that matter again.
"Is the film finished so quickly?" Sun Dasheng looked at Yang Mi appreciatively as she helped him tidy up his clothes. This woman had a sense of propriety and was smart too.
"Yes, I asked the director to concentrate my scenes at the beginning and finish shooting quickly. My parents called me, and the kid misses me."
So that’s how it was.
Thinking of the child, he pressed the car microphone and instructed Da Yong in the front to head toward Yang Mi’s parents’ place.
"Since the child misses his mom, let’s go bring him over."
"Okay, thank you." Yang Mi rested her head on his shoulder, just like Liu Yifei used to.
These two rivals resting on his shoulder in the same position amused Sun Dasheng.
"What issues did you face while shooting this time?" Sun Dasheng, feeling bored, tried to start a conversation.
Talking about this topic, Yang Mi suddenly didn’t feel sleepy anymore.
"You don’t know, I haven’t been on a shoot for a while, and the crew felt somewhat unfamiliar."
"Oh, tell me about it." Sun Dasheng adjusted his seat back, reclining to listen to her.
"Those new generation girls, oh, they’re even more obsessed than we were back in the day." Yang Mi began to elaborate on the phenomena she observed on set.
Sun Dasheng nodded thoughtfully.
The current entertainment industry indeed seems hijacked by a singular standard of beauty, with "pale, young, and thin" becoming the mainstream pursuit.
Female celebrities, to look good on camera, desperately diet. At a height of 1.7 meters, weighing over 90 pounds might subject them to external criticism.
This excessive pursuit of thinness not only imposes tremendous physical and psychological pressure on celebrities, but also misleads ordinary people.
In order to conform to this so-called "beauty," ordinary people often sacrifice their health, resorting to extreme dieting and rampant use of slimming products.
The trend on Weibo and Xiaohongshu also stems from this celebrity group.
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered a debate: is it because of men’s preferences that the trend of pale, young, and thin became popular among women?
Clothes need to be worn a few sizes smaller, even children’s clothing, and they like to act cute in short videos, attempting to stay young.
Or is it a natural evolution of women’s aesthetics, as they inherently like youthfulness, dreaming of always being eighteen?
Yang Mi immediately expressed her opinion: "Of course, it’s because of you men. What you like influences those girls to cater to your tastes. Isn’t it obvious?"
Sun Dasheng promptly countered: "Don’t you women often claim to want to be independent? Some even say they spend hours meticulously applying makeup just to please themselves. Do such women need to change their aesthetics to cater to men?"
"Uh..." Yang Mi froze for a few seconds.
Then quickly recovered.
How can you use the spear of seemingly independent women to attack the shield of those who exploit relationships?
"Oh, so according to you, those supposedly independent women online are just pretending? Be careful those independent women don’t hear you and write a long article about it." Sun Dasheng laughed.
"Hmph! I’m not afraid." Yang Mi crossed her arms. "Truly independent women are too busy to engage in online arguments."
"Oh, is that so? Then in your opinion, what makes a truly independent woman?" Sun Dasheng posed a challenging question.
But she wasn’t stumped.
Before wanting to lean on Sun Dasheng, she actually always had an independent and assertive mindset.
Due to some reasons, her mindset shifted, but she still remembered her previous thoughts and actions.
So she explained: "I believe a truly independent woman must achieve the following points."
"Please share, I’m all ears!" Sun Dasheng adjusted his seat, sitting upright.
Yang Mi raised one finger: "First: Economic independence is the foundation. It is the most direct manifestation of an independent woman.
A woman must be able to earn a stable income through her abilities, sufficient to cover her living expenses.
Whether through a stable job, successful entrepreneurship, or other legal sources of income, she can independently decide her consumption methods, not needing to rely on others’ financial assistance.
That’s the premise of independence."
"Without economic independence, it’s all just illusions," she continued. "Like I said before, most of the loudly proclaiming childless, cat-loving women online aren’t economically independent, hence not independent women."
"Makes sense, please continue." Sun Dasheng admired.
She raised a second finger: "Second: Emotional independence is the core. A woman with emotional independence has a strong inner world, with a clear understanding of her strengths and weaknesses, accepting herself calmly.
Faced with difficulties and setbacks, she won’t be easily defeated, but will face them with resilience."
"She must let go of emotional impulsiveness," she added.
"Uh-huh, rational thinking. Not many women can achieve that, right?" Sun Dasheng asked.
"Yes, that’s why there are so few independent women. The successful independent women online are invariably in the girl-boss mode, like Gree’s Dong Mingzhu."
"Does one have to be a girl-boss to be an independent woman?" Sun Dasheng was skeptical.
"Not necessarily. Weren’t the women of our previous generation independent?" Yang Mi countered.
Thinking of his mother, Sun Dasheng nodded in agreement: "Women of that era could do anything — farming, mining. Wherever the country needed them, they were there. Today’s pampered generation can’t compare at all."
"Yes, don’t be deceived by my girl-boss persona outside. Compared to my mother, I’m far behind. Even in her sixties and seventies, she’s helping take care of my little grandson."
Upon saying this, they both laughed.
The previous topic wasn’t continued, or else it might have been censored.
The car pulled up to a supermarket.
The two of them went inside and shopped vigorously, then continued driving home.
"Oh dear, why bring so much stuff when you come?" Yang Mi’s mother looked spirited, though not young but very lively, holding the little one in her arms.
The little one, seeing mom arriving, joyfully waved his arms and legs.
Seeing this, Yang Mi immediately put down what she was carrying, dashed over to take her son, and left several big lipstick marks on his little face.
This drew a few stern slaps from the grandma: "When you’re kissing my dear grandson, why didn’t you remove those chemicals from your lips? If anything happens to my dear grandson, I will hold you accountable."
"Mom, lipstick isn’t poisonous. I’ve used it for decades. If it were, I’d have been cut off long ago." Yang Mi didn’t take her mother’s criticism to heart.
"You’re fine, you’re an adult. The child is still young; can he be the same as you?" Grandma retorted, leaving her speechless.
"Alright, I’ll remove my makeup." Yang Mi carried the child inside.
Sun Dasheng happened to carry everything in.
Seeing her sulking, he teased: "Got told off by your mom again?"
Yang Mi recounted the situation to him.
Who knew Sun Dasheng wouldn’t side with her either: "Better listen to your mom. Isn’t it something Jay Chou said ages ago?"
"Hahaha... It’s nice to hear my dear son-in-law speak wisely." Yang Mi’s mom was very pleased to hear him say this.
"Come, have some tea. Carrying so many things must be tiring." The mother-in-law personally served tea — what an honor!
