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The female celebrity was completely immune to Sun Dasheng’s words. She didn’t even frown. She simply extended a delicate, slender hand, holding her index and middle fingers together, and said nonchalantly, "Could I get one too?"

Sun Dasheng wasn’t too surprised. Most people in the entertainnt industry are under a lot of stress, so they naturally have various ways of relieving it.

I suppose smoking is the least harmful of them.

He pulled out a cigarette and tossed it over.

"Need a light?" he asked, holding up a lighter.

The female celebrity cast him a coquettish glance. "What do you think? What’s the difference between a cigarette without a fla and a woman without a man?"

Sun Dasheng laughed and tossed the lighter over as well. "You’ve got a whole philosophy worked out for this, huh?"

"I thought you were one of those people, too."

"What kind of people?" The female celebrity lit her cigarette, took a drag, and exhaled a faint smoke ring. "The kind who thinks I’m just another one of those desperately uncultured celebrities?"

"Heh heh..." Sun Dasheng chuckled without saying a word.

When it cos to the education level in the entertainnt circle, those who know, know.

"I won’t deny that the kind of stars you’re thinking of make up the majority in this industry, but I’m not one of them," she said. "I graduated from a proper performing arts academy. I’m not on the sa level as those wannabes."

Wow, this woman really saw herself at the top of the pecking order.

But Sun Dasheng didn’t refute her. While he personally thought that the so-called academy graduates weren’t much better, he also knew you couldn’t paint everyone with the sa brush. There were, indeed, so highly cultured stars who had graduated from performing arts academies.

It’s just that they’re very few and far between.

At least, the self-proclaid star in front of him didn’t seem to be one of them. In the public’s eye, she was just a silly, sweet girl who was ruled by her heart.

Seeing the man’s naked gaze sizing her up, Guli Nazha didn’t mind at all. Instead, she shook off the blanket covering her, letting him get a better look.

This man was nothing like the ones she had encountered before. There was no shortage of handso n in the entertainnt industry, but a man like him—wealthy, good-looking, and charismatic—was the first she’d ever t.

Yes, she had a little secret tucked away in her heart. She was actually into "daddy-boyfriend" types.

A "daddy boyfriend" was like a father figure—a man who possessed mature charm, who could care for and pamper her, making her feel a father’s warmth. This preference was so strong that when she was first starting out and not yet famous, she had gotten into a relationship with a much older man. She trusted him deeply, but this led to intimate videos of her circulating in certain "LSP"—Loser, Slacker, Pervert—circles. Those videos were the very ones her previous boyfriend had leaked.

But, being completely ruled by her heart, she didn’t learn any lessons and continued down the sa path. As a result, her reputation among her fanbase was utterly destroyed. Only a few so-called "face fans"—the LSP types—remained loyal to her.

In essence, she had squandered her own career. There was no one else to bla. Otherwise, how could Guli Nazha have fallen so low? She was once a shining, top-tier female star of the post-90s generation, hailed as the successor to the famous post-85s actresses. Now, even a role in a web movie was considered a great opportunity for her.

"If you want to look, then look. No need to sneak peeks."

This woman’s choice of words was certainly bold.

"What’s with that look? Do you think I’m cheap? Humph! If it were any other repulsive man, I wouldn’t bother trying to please him."

"But soone like you... I wouldn’t mind," Guli Nazha said, licking her lips as she gazed at Sun Dasheng’s robust physique.

"Soone like ? What am I like?" Sun Dasheng was curious about her perception of him.

"Giggle... Want to hear praise you? You n are so amusing." Guli Nazha chuckled.

"Say it or not, it’s up to you. I’m just a bit curious, that’s all." Sun Dasheng shrugged, showing he didn’t really care.

Only then did Guli Nazha give him a serious look. She scrutinized him for a mont before pursing her lips and saying, "You really are different from the other n I’ve t, whether they’re the young heartthrobs in the entertainnt industry or those greasy, rich old bosses from the world of fa and fortune."

"Tell , how am I different?" Sun Dasheng asked with a smile.

"At first glance, you seed no different from those sex-starved fiends, pouncing on without a shred of finesse.

"But afterward, you’re not clingy and disgustingly slick like those other n.

"A man like you is refreshingly ruthless. In other words, you see this as just a fling. You have no intention of placating ; you’re just ready to say goodbye now that we’re finished!

"You’re clear-headed and mature, unlike those clueless n who actually fantasize about becoming my sugar daddy afterward."

She spoke of her love life without any reservation. This wasn’t surprising. In the entertainnt industry, stars like her who only engaged in serious, one-at-a-ti relationships were a rarity. Many were just temporary partners during filming. A shoot often takes several months, and when handso n and beautiful won work so closely together for so long, far from their significant others, it’s natural for things to develop beyond friendship. It wasn’t unusual for so to switch sexual partners with every film. As for the n and won who were cheating on multiple partners at once? That was just small potatoes.

Although Nazha had dated her fair share of n, she always ended one relationship before starting the next. In the entertainnt industry, that made her a rarity—practically a white lotus. Of course, to outsiders, she was still seen as a master playgirl.

This master playgirl’s insight into human nature made even Sun Dasheng look at her in a new light.

"Impressive. I originally thought you were really..."

"Really what?" Guli Nazha seed to anticipate his words, a contemptuous smile playing on her lips. "Did you think I was really just a silly, sweet little white rabbit?"

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