Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 569 Beast

After hearing Ivanka's words, Chen Nuo was both amused and surprised.

He knew Ivanka was a bit crazy and had some shady interests. But he hadn't expected her tastes to become so extreme.

He didn't know if Ivanka was aware that what she was talking about actually had a specific term in certain niche groups: "Cuckquean," used to describe this kind of fetish. It's the opposite of the male term "Cuckold."

Back when the final Twilight movie was about to start filming, a certain outspoken director said "cuckold" to Mr. Pattinson and got punched hard. Mr. Pattinson lost his job because of it, and nobody knows where he is now.

Is it true that human nature is like a spring, the tighter it is compressed when you are young, the stronger it will rebound when you grow up?
He had heard Ivanka say several times that her father was probably too worldly-wise, so he was extremely strict with her upbringing. Every word and action of hers was supervised by a special teacher, and she was disciplined with a cane at the slightest provocation—a nun-like discipline.

Perhaps it was growing up in such an environment that fostered this sense of contrast in her personality.

It has to be said that it's quite interesting to have someone around you with this kind of quirk.

Chen Nuo glanced back at Gao Yuanyuan, who was swimming, and after imagining what it would be like to have her on both sides, he returned to reality, smiled, and shook his head, saying, "Don't think nonsense, it's impossible."

Ivanka asked, "Why?"

Chen Nuo said, "You don't understand her, she..."

After listening to Chen Nuo's words, Ivanka blinked and remained silent for a long time.

……

What did you talk about with her?

Chen Nuo sat on the sun lounger and looked at Quentin's notebook that he carried with him for a while when he heard someone say something next to him.

Looking up, I saw a pair of long, fair legs with several blue veins and water droplets rolling on them. Between these legs was a tightly stretched white bikini, like a soft, plump steamed bun in a steamer in the morning.

"It's nothing. Why didn't you swim a little longer?" he asked.

Gao Yuanyuan tilted her head, wiping the water from her hair, and said, "I got tired after swimming two laps. Nazha is amazing; she swam for so long without even breaking a sweat. It's so good to be young."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "If you were like her, swimming a few laps every morning, you'd be pretty much the same."

Gao Yuanyuan sighed and said, "No, age catches up with everyone. Once you're over thirty, everything changes."

After saying that, she suddenly stopped talking, paused for a moment, and then continued, "I originally thought that my period was a few days late this month because... but it turns out it was a misunderstanding... Do you think there might be something wrong with my body?"

Chen Nuo initially wanted to say it was impossible, but after thinking about it, he felt that under the butterfly effect, nothing was impossible. So he said, "If you're really worried, then let's go to a good hospital for a checkup."

Gao Yuanyuan was silent for a while, then sighed softly, "If it still doesn't work this month, then we should go and get it checked out."

As she spoke, she looked up again, asking curiously, "By the way, don't change the subject. What exactly happened to Ivanka? You still haven't told me."

"It's really nothing."

"You're lying. I thought you two were being a little ambiguous. Then suddenly she went swimming in the sea by herself. Did you make her angry?"

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "What's so ambiguous about it? You know that's the way things are here in Western countries. It's just applying sunscreen, don't overthink it."

"...So, it seems you're really angry?"

"Haha. No, really. She's just preoccupied with something and needs to figure it out herself."

"Oh, I see. Are you alright now?"

"I'm busy, I'm reading."

"Let's take a break," Gao Yuanyuan said, her eyes sparkling. "Here, help me apply some sunscreen too."

"what?"

……

Chen Nuo's day was slowly spent in the sunshine and sea breeze at sea, as well as in casual chats and flirtations with several women.

It has to be said that this is indeed the best way for him to celebrate after being so busy and working so hard for so long.

Twilight has been nominated for a Golden Globe, so how far away can the Oscar nominations be next month?
At that moment, he was unaware of Harvey Weinstein's plans; he simply felt that after so long, he had finally seen the end of his journey and was extremely satisfied.

With Ivanka, who grew up at Mar-a-Lago, there was a great deal of order on board.

As evening fell and the setting sun painted the sea orange-red, Chen Nuo, under her direction, joined several women in setting up a table on the deck. Lobster, grilled scallops, and pan-fried steak were served with chilled champagne and crisp white wine. They ate and chatted, and before they knew it, they were pleasantly tipsy.

As night fell, the sea turned a deep blue, and the stars slowly lit up the sky. Ivanka changed the music to softer jazz, and the deck lights were dimmed to a warmer yellow.

With some time before the scheduled return time, Chen Nuo readily agreed to Ivanka's suggestion to play UNO for a while.

Although neither Gulnazar nor Gao Yuanyuan knew how to play, this poker game is known for its simplicity, and after a brief explanation, they both learned how to play, so they started playing.

After playing two rounds and getting everyone excited, Ivanka suggested that the loser have to drink a glass of wine.

At this point, everyone was already a bit excited, so naturally no one objected to the suggestion.

As the game continued, with UNO cards being thrown onto the table one by one, laughter and banter mingled together, and the alcohol was quietly fermenting in everyone's blood. The atmosphere became more and more heated, and the drunkenness of the group deepened.

The first one to give in was Gulnazar, who had the lowest alcohol tolerance. Amidst laughter, she collapsed onto the sofa on the deck and immediately fell fast asleep.

A while later, when Chen Nuo returned from the restroom, there was one less person on the deck. He looked around and asked curiously, "Where is she? Why are you the only one left?"

Gao Yuanyuan leaned back in her deck chair and said lazily, "She said she lost too much and drank too much, so she went back to her cabin to sleep."

Chen Nuo didn't think much of it after hearing this, and plopped down next to Gao Yuanyuan with a smug smile on his face: "And you? Are you drunk?"

"How come you're so good at playing games?" Gao Yuanyuan asked, sitting up with great confusion.

She truly didn't understand.

After playing cards for a while, the three girls had all drunk quite a bit, but this guy in front of them won almost every single time. This was simply outrageous.

Is it really possible for someone in the world to win all the time? To be so good at everything they do?

At this point, Gao Yuanyuan almost thought that the blond old man was right; Chen Nuo really should do such a program.

Upon hearing Gao Yuanyuan's words, Chen Nuo immediately laughed.

Of course, he wouldn't tell the truth. Actually, games like Uno were just experiences he'd accumulated from his past life of womanizing. You see, his alcohol tolerance has always been low; if it weren't for his masterful skills at these kinds of games in bars and karaoke, he probably would have been taken advantage of by countless women long ago.

He replied dismissively, "Just lucky."

"Luck again?" Gao Yuanyuan chuckled just like Ivanka had that morning, and said, "Then your luck is really, really, really good."

Chen Nuo looked down at the woman smiling radiantly under the lamplight.

Gao Yuanyuan had changed out of her swimsuit from the daytime and was now wearing a smooth silk slip dress. Logically, this outfit wasn't nearly as overtly sexy as her previous swimsuit attire, but perhaps because everyone on the boat except him was a woman, Gao Yuanyuan was probably wearing nothing underneath. The thin fabric seemed merely a cover, through which two slightly protruding nipples could be faintly seen.

That subtle, ambiguous feeling is even more alluring than a bikini during the day.

Chen Nuo was momentarily confused and, after putting his arm around Gao Yuanyuan's neck, kissed her.

After a while, Gao Yuanyuan said breathlessly, "Not here, let's go inside the cabin."

Go into the cabin.

That said, although this yacht has been in use for quite some time, its streamlined exterior design and interior decoration style are somewhat outdated.

However, the cabin door is designed to be very narrow. Even with enough lubricant in the gaps, it can still feel a bit sticky when opening, especially for someone like Chen Nuo who is over 18 years old and has a strong build. It can be difficult for him to get in and out.

Upon entering the cabin, one finds the space equally cramped. A bed and a wardrobe are crammed into the space, leaving almost no room to turn around. Chen Nuo couldn't help but mentally complain—this place is so small that even sticking a finger in would be a struggle.

However, although the door was small and the cabin was cramped, it took him a little time, but he eventually managed to squeeze through the small door and into the cabin.

But when he stepped into the cabin, it felt completely different from the outside.

By then, night had fallen, and a wind had picked up on the sea, causing the waves to rise higher. Water lashed against the hull and sides, making the already cramped cabin rock violently with the waves. Inside, it felt as if the floor, ceiling, and walls were all closing in, pressing in with a pungent smell of alcohol, making it impossible to breathe freely. An ordinary person in such an environment would probably faint within two minutes.

But Chen Nuo was, after all, someone who had "taken the magic drug," and no matter how big the storm or how small the cabin, he remained steadfast and unwavering.

As is well known, humans tend to become more emotionally and instinctively engaged in unfamiliar environments.

At this moment, even the cramped cabin seemed to be infected by the intense heat. The sound of the waves outside the window grew more violent, crashing against the porthole, and streaks of white foam slid down.

The wind howled through the night, pushing the boat up to the crest of a wave and then plunging it into the trough. It experienced countless highs and lows with each rise and fall.

Finally, even the most powerful pillar began to falter and was about to give in.

Just then, Chen Nuo's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the crack in the wardrobe door—a strand of golden hair was quietly peeking out. "Holy crap!" he blurted out almost instinctively.

"What did you say?" Gao Yuanyuan turned her head with difficulty, her face full of confusion.

Chen Nuo swallowed hard, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts.

No wonder so many cabin doors on this ship were locked from the inside, forcing him to come to this large room.

It turns out, someone had been hiding here all along.

It should have been expected. As the daughter of the esteemed Old Tang, she naturally inherited the family's perseverance. How could she give up so easily? It seems that from the very beginning of playing cards, it was all part of a plan, one scheme after another, and in the end, she was just waiting here for her prey to come to her!

So what should he do now?
Seeing Gao Yuanyuan turn around, her rosy cheeks and hazy, drunken eyes, he hesitated for about 0.001 seconds before shaking his head and saying, "No, nothing."

After he finished speaking, the cabin started rocking again.

In the next few minutes, perhaps because of the presence of another person spying on it with ill intentions, the Sea-Stabilizing Needle regained its center of gravity. Even when the wind and waves outside the ship were even stronger, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth was splitting, it remained unmoved. It was as if Sun Wukong had said "big, big, big" to it a few times, causing it to become a giant pestle that stood tall and upright!

Just then, just when Chen Nuo thought Ivanka was only going to enjoy the view and thus arouse his desire to perform, he suddenly felt a warmth on his neck. Looking down, he saw a soft hand with nail polish touching his neck.

Chen Nuo's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw that Ivanka had somehow opened the cabinet and come out, appearing beside him and making a shushing gesture with her finger to her lips.

Chen Nuo, as if possessed, actually shut his mouth.

He watched helplessly as the woman slowly climbed onto the bed in front of him. The hand that had been on his neck slid down his body and slowly moved to Gao Yuanyuan's back.

Fingers painted with bright red nail polish glide along smooth, white lines.

With her face turned to the other side, Gao Yuanyuan was completely unaware that someone had suddenly appeared in the room amidst the stormy night and the violent rocking of the ship. Instead, she became increasingly intoxicated by Chen Nuo's actions, her breathing becoming more and more rapid, and the swinging of her hair becoming more and more intense.

This was certainly not the first time Chen Nuo had experienced something like this.

However, considering the identities of the two women in the bed, this was a completely new experience for him. If a director named "Cut" had appeared at that moment, he might have even been tempted to kill someone.

Chen Nuo just watched helplessly—

Ivanka's hand slid down Gao Yuanyuan's back and into her waist.

Her body moved slowly, with a feline-like quality, inching closer and closer to Gao Yuanyuan. After about ten seconds, she finally tilted her head back and completely buried it under Gao Yuanyuan's body, disappearing from Chen Nuo's sight.

After that, Chen Nuo didn't know what happened, because from his angle, he could only see Ivanka's body and Gao Yuanyuan's body forming a near right angle. As for what the blonde woman was doing under Gao Yuanyuan, he really didn't know.

Then, he heard Gao Yuanyuan let out a soft gasp, and her body trembled violently.

Then his body froze completely.

The woman clearly realized that if the man was still behind her, then who was the person beneath her?
Gao Yuanyuan's unusual behavior was noticed by the two people in the bed almost immediately.

Chen Nuo saw Ivanka's hands with red nail polish and immediately slid them under Gao Yuanyuan's body. Damn, this girl, although she looks like a cold and aloof heiress, she probably watches a lot of porn, and has obviously started using both her hands and mouth.

What about him?
Gao Yuanyuan is still in a daze. What should he do?
Honestly, Chen Nuo's reason was screaming at him at this moment: he should stop immediately, shout at her, and kick this shameless blonde foreign girl off the bed!

After all, she has been voted the most goddess-level actress in the hearts of many men for several consecutive years. She is well-educated, gentle and virtuous in private. How could she be attacked from both sides like this?

Unfortunately, at this moment, 101 out of 100 men in the world would not understand what rationality is.

Chen Nuo was no exception.

Instead of stopping, he suddenly charged forward.

This instantly silenced Gao Yuanyuan's scream, plunging her back into the raging storm.

……

……

"Haha, welcome to Los Angeles."

Quentin Tarantino, beaming, opened his arms to him, and after the two embraced, Tarantino looked behind him, greeted Gulnazar and Linghu who were with him, and then said with slight surprise, "Where's Gao? Didn't you say she was coming with you? Where is she?"

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "She took a different flight."

Quentin glanced at his face and smiled, saying, "Wow, it seems something unpleasant has happened between you two good friends."

Chen Nuo laughed and shrugged, saying, "No, she just felt it wasn't appropriate for me to come with her."

Quentin suddenly realized, "I see, but I don't think it matters. Performance is the most important thing, don't you agree?"

Chen Nuo's expression turned serious, and he nodded, saying, "That's how it should be."

After getting into the car that Quentin had come to pick them up from the airport, the two continued to talk about the audition.

However, it was mainly Quentin who spoke, and Chen Nuo who listened.

"Before you came, I had them try it once. Now, there are eight people left, including Gao. Besides Gao, there are Li, Zhang, and Tang, who are also from China like you."

"Soup?"

"Yes, Tang Wei, do you know her?"

Chen Nuo recalled the shy and introverted girl he had met at the Sheshan gathering and nodded, saying, "I met her once, so I guess I know her."

Quentin clapped his hands and said, "That's great. I've seen Ang Lee's performance in her movies, so I asked her about her availability, and it turned out she was available. And this time, her performance in the first round of auditions was indeed outstanding. I have high hopes for her."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "Anything else?"

"And osmanthus from Taiwan—"

Chen Nuo immediately corrected him, saying, "Taiwan, China."

“Yes,” Quentin immediately corrected himself, “sorry, I swear I just blurted it out, that’s exactly what I was thinking. There’s also Gui and Shu from Taiwan, making a total of six Chinese actors. And finally, there are two Japanese actresses, one of whom is Aya…”

Upon hearing this, Chen Nuo exclaimed in surprise, "Wait a minute, from Japan?"

Quentin laughed and said, "I knew you'd react like that. This was recommended by Sony. There were originally five, but now there are two left. Do you see any problem with that?"

"Uh..." Chen Nuo didn't know what to say.

Things in this timeline have become increasingly strange.

A film that speaks out for Chinese laborers has not only attracted Japanese investment, but it may also feature a Japanese actress playing a Chinese woman who is abused and raped by white men.
This... feels a bit strange.

Quentin continued, "When I was in China, I heard a legend that in ancient times, a Taoist priest who gathered herbs led many boys and girls to Japan, which is how Japan came to be. So, I don't think Western audiences can tell the difference between people from your two countries in the movie theater. What do you think?"

Chen Nuo hesitated, but in the end, Quentin's words, "Performance is the most important thing," moved him. He finally nodded and said, "I think it would be best if they were Chinese, since we'll be speaking Chinese in the movie. But if they really perform well, I can accept it."

Quentin immediately looked delighted and said excitedly, "Actually, the two Japanese actresses right now are quite good. One is named Haruka Ayase, and the other is named Yu Aoi. I think they, along with Takashi and Akira, are the four closest to my ideal right now. But to see how it goes, you'll need to act with them once."

Chen Nuo hesitated for a moment, but finally asked, "What about Li Bingbing? Do you think she has a chance? I'm just asking, you can tell me the truth."

Quentin turned his head, spread his hands, and said, "I'm sorry. Although she was one of the first to enter the game, and I kept her in the second round, it's very likely that this is the end for her. Her acting is very good, but she's not quite suitable for this film, so... I'm sorry."

Chen Nuo nodded and said, "OK, I understand."

The two were silent for a moment, then Quentin suddenly raised his voice, a mischievous grin spreading across his face: "Oh, by the way, I haven't congratulated you yet—wow, an unprecedented Golden Globe Award, that's a big deal, absolutely amazing!"

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "Alright, you're not really suited to spouting these media platitudes."

“I’m serious!” Quentin said with a sly laugh. “Especially when I think about how Leon will react, I get incredibly excited. I bet, knowing his personality, he’s already preparing with all his might, wanting to prove something to you. And you? I’m sure you definitely don’t want to be overshadowed by him. I can’t wait for filming to start; I’m so looking forward to seeing the two of you on screen! Hahahaha!”

Amid Quentin's laughter, Chen Nuo couldn't help but smile wryly.

He knew that the guy was telling the truth.

He'd known Leonardo DiCaprio for years, and they were close friends. He knew the man's temperament all too well—he was extremely meticulous about acting, and valued his reputation and status immensely. Quentin said he'd broken his own record, and DiCaprio might really be itching to get revenge on set. Chen Nuo was absolutely convinced: that was definitely something he would do.

So, how should I deal with this?

Chen Nuo has actually been thinking about this issue for the past few days.

After thinking it over and over, I realized that I might not be very quick-witted and couldn't come up with any shortcuts.

Does this mean that in the end, he really has no choice but to use the most foolish and arduous method to walk that path again?

(End of this chapter)