"Wow, this is your home in Beijing?" Tian Chuxi took off her sunglasses and couldn't help but marvel.
"You're here? Welcome." Zhang Yang smiled as he stepped forward, casually removing Tian Chuxi's mask. "My place is big enough, and private enough. Have fun without worries."
Tian Chuxi smiled at that, rose onto her toes, wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's neck, and gave him a passionate kiss.
With a guest at the door, Zhang Yang naturally took Tian Chuxi on a thorough tour inside and out. They said men remained boys until they died, and he was much the same. Whenever he showed someone around his home, he was like a boy showing off his toys.
"A garden spanning several thousand square meters? And a separate banquet hall? Two basement levels with a swimming pool, a movie theater, and a spa?" Tian Chuxi's little mouth fell open.
This was what a true super-luxury mansion looked like, and it was far beyond anything she could afford to live in now.
"How much did this place cost?"
"A lot. Three hundred million. If you work hard enough, it's not impossible for you either," Zhang Yang said with a smile.
How should Tian Chuxi's standing be described? She was one of the rising young actresses, with fame, attention, and plenty of popularity. But whether she counted as top-tier was still a matter of debate.
Still, Zhang Yang felt that Tian Chuxi was somewhat short of reaching the top tier.
For example, in terms of works and the prestige of her endorsement deals. Only when she could lead a truly big-budget production as the female lead and secure a domestic spokesperson deal with an international luxury brand would her standing be truly secure.
"Three hundred million?" Tian Chuxi sucked in a cold breath. "You'd