Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

Chapter 808 - 308: Chance Encounter with Tang Yan (Part 2)

Of course, the beach here is considered top-tier worldwide.It’s still the same reason, untouched by industrial destruction.

"Morning!" While walking, he saw a familiar figure and went over to greet her.

Tang Yan was instantly irked at the sight of him.

Her plans last night were completely disrupted.

Before she could even make a move, he had already pulled up his pants and ran off, the damned jerk.

But after some thought, she forced a smile and responded, "Morning, you alone? Where’s Mimi?"

"Her? She’s still sleeping in." Sun Dasheng said casually, then sized up her casual attire, "And you? Weren’t you tired from last night? How come you’re up so early?"

Tang Yan thought he was making an innuendo about last night, so she retorted, "I don’t know, maybe I’m just in much better shape than the average person."

"Mimi’s great all around, but she’s overworked herself in recent years, worn her body out, you really ought to take good care of her." She replied sarcastically.

But Sun Dasheng didn’t mind at all.

He even agreed and nodded, "Great advice, I’ll be sure to pass it on to her."

"No need, there’s no point in telling her these things, concern among friends doesn’t have to be spoken about all the time, otherwise it seems forced." Tang Yan quickly stopped him.

"Oh, really? You women have such complex minds."

"If any of my bros cared about me like you do Mimi, I’d be thrilled, not wanting them to hide their concern."

Sun Dasheng remarked meaningfully.

Tang Yan pretended not to understand him and pointed to a rental shop nearby, "Want to try surfing for a bit?"

"Oh, by the way, haven’t asked you, do you know how?"

A smug expression appeared on her face.

As if this sport was very hard to master, and only she could do it.

Sun Dasheng shook his head honestly, "I don’t."

He indeed had never tried this sport, just often saw it on short videos.

Other similar ones included skydiving, wingsuit flying, skyscraper parkour and a host of other extreme sports sponsored by Red Bull.

"Want to learn? I could teach you." Tang Yan said with a smile.

Thinking at last, I’ve found something I can beat you at.

"Wouldn’t that be a bit troublesome?" Sun Dasheng said awkwardly.

"Troublesome? Not at all, as long as you want to learn, I’m willing to teach you, but no blaming me when you regret it later."

Tang Yan preemptively cautioned.

Because this sport is hard to get started on, even harder to master, many can’t learn and end up cursing.

Since you’ll drink a lot of seawater.

Bitter and unenjoyable.

She had suffered a lot when learning herself.

They went to the rental shop, rented two surfboards, the price wasn’t cheap, but she didn’t let Sun Dasheng pay, footing the bill herself.

"You’re actually quite generous." Sun Dasheng complimented.

Tang Yan smiled lightly, "Doesn’t cost much really, let’s go."

Morning is not really a good time for surfing because at this hour, influenced by lunar tides, the tide goes out while it comes in between 3 PM and 7 PM – the best time for surfing.

But this is for surf enthusiasts’ timing.

Mornings have smaller waves which are more beginner-friendly.

Tang Yan taught quite seriously, no matter how much Sun Dasheng took liberties with her, she stayed focused and taught him wholeheartedly.

"So? I’ve taught you the basics, want to try on your own?" Tang Yan asked.

"Okay, Mr. Tang." Sun Dasheng saluted her.

Tang Yan said in a huff, "What ’Mr. Tang’, don’t call me that."

"What’s wrong with ’teacher’? In your circle, isn’t that how everyone is addressed? Besides, you’re teaching me to surf, calling you ’teacher’ isn’t wrong, is it?"

Sun Dasheng argued righteously.

But the smug smile on his face gave away his mischievous thoughts.

"Pah! I know exactly why you guys call people ’teacher’, you think I don’t?" Tang Yan had seen plenty of videos.

Watched all kinds of big films featuring ’teachers’.

She knew what Sun Dasheng was thinking.

"Wow, didn’t expect you to be such a seasoned veteran." Sun Dasheng was instantly intrigued.

"Why don’t we act it out, reenact a scene?"

"Pah, what are you thinking, in broad daylight." Tang Yan swatted away his wandering hand.

"Still playing or not? If not, I’m leaving?" she threatened.

"Fine, I’ll give it a shot." Sun Dasheng stopped teasing her.

He picked up the surfboard and started trying.

He had to give it credit, his fitness level gave him quite an edge, he managed to stand steady on his first try and began shifting his weight according to the body’s up and down movement, racing across the waves.

This scene left Tang Yan who was watching in disbelief.

She thought he’d fall face first a few times, drink several salty mouthfuls of seawater, but unexpectedly he succeeded in one go.

Indeed, no matter what field, exceptional people still have an overwhelming advantage over ordinary folks.

Truly fearsome.

Sun Dasheng experienced the fun of surfing, mostly from the adrenaline rush that brought him excitement.

Unlike other life-threatening extreme sports which he didn’t dare try, surfing was highly controllable, hardly dangerous, truly fantastic.

Excluding those daredevils surfing in tsunamis.

Surfing in small tides generally has a high safety factor.

After finishing a round, he returned the surfboard to the shore.

Back on the beach, Sun Dasheng tossed the surfboard onto the sand, then carried a still-stunned Tang Yan in his arms, whispered something in her ear, then pointed to the beach with towering rocks in the distance.

Tang Yan adamantly refused.

She had never done anything so bold in her life.

Sun Dasheng continued coaxing her, "Don’t worry, it’s early, hardly anyone’s up yet, the open areas are basically empty, that side must be too, don’t worry, we’ll just take a look, if anyone’s there, we leave, I’m not forcing you."

He said that but in action...

Before she could agree, he carried her right over.

Picked a spot with breathtaking scenery.

Go!

A long while later.

Sun Dasheng emerged looking satisfied.

Followed by Tang Yan stumbling behind.

Grumbling, "Ugh, men sure don’t recognize people once they’ve pulled up their pants, couldn’t even lend me a hand."

Walking ahead, Sun Dasheng seemed to hear something, turned back, "Need my help?"

"No need!" Tang Yan stubbornly said.

But he shrugged, "Alright, I’m heading back, maybe Mimi’s awake, I’ll buy her breakfast, as for yours, get it yourself, if there’s time, I’ll repay you next time, you understand, right?"

Tang Yan inwardly: Understand your mother...

Out loud, she said, "Got it, go on."

Watching him walk away without hesitation, she couldn’t help but curse him as a jerk to relieve her frustration.

At the hotel.

When Sun Dasheng returned, Yang Mi was already dressed.

Before she could ask where he’d been, he spoke first, "You’re up? All washed up?"

"Can’t you see? I’ve even put on my makeup." Yang Mi showed him her pretty face.

He reached out to touch it, "Not bad, you didn’t put on too much powder, very commendable, so since you’re ready, let’s go have breakfast, the hotel has prepared it for us."

"I got them to make your favorite, fried noodles with soy sauce."

Sun Dasheng added.

"Wow! Really? Thanks, darling!" Yang Mi gave him a big kiss.

Just like hot dry noodles are a staple for River City folks, fried noodles with soy sauce are a daily ritual for Old Baijing.

A couple of bites now and then, just one word: authentic... no, wrong, should be satisfying.

"Let’s go then." Yang Mi took his arm as they headed down.

In the elevator, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Should we invite Tang Tang to join us for breakfast?"