Dominating Hollywood: Starting with Scarlett

Chapter 314 The Blessing of All People
After dinner, Tang De first came to the kitchen to help Jessica wash the dishes.

"Why didn't you ask Jones to come over?" Tang De asked while washing. Jones is their nanny and is usually responsible for all aspects of hygiene in the house.

Jessica shrugged: "Do you think she is suitable for such an occasion?"

Tang De knew that she was talking about the other female stars in the room, and couldn't help but smile, and put the washed dishes into the cabinet: "You are always so considerate, Jessica, Elena is just like you in this regard."

"The antonym of considerate is indulgent." Jessica curled her lips.

Seeing this, Tang De hugged her from behind, stroked her soft waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Hey, what are you doing, Tang, there are people here!" Jessica was a little caught off guard. She looked at the two brothers and Taylor Swift who were playing with Elena in the living room, gritted her teeth and twisted her waist, trying to get rid of Tang De's clutches.

Tang De did not loosen his hand, but increased his strength. The burning temperature of his hand ironed along Jessica's clothes to her waist, and slowly moved down, making her body a little soft.

"Damn it, Tang, you're really going too far." Jessica said this while panting slightly.

Tang De smiled, kissed her cheek, then loosened his hand and let Jessica go.

Jessica's interest, which had been raised, suddenly fell through, and she felt a little disappointed. She was also a little angry because of Tang De's action, so she stepped directly on the sole of Tang De's foot.

"It hurts, baby." Tang De sighed, then bent over and smiled: "But I like it."

"Pervert." Jessica rolled her eyes at him, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"That's right, it's a pervert." Tang De, with an attitude of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, hugged Jessica again. The two of them stayed in the kitchen for a while, and then Tang De walked into the living room.

"Dad, can you play this?" Little angel Elena held up the ukulele in her hand, looking curious.

"Dad doesn't know how to do this, but your sister Taylor is very good. You should let her teach you." Tang De walked to Taylor Swift and put his hands on her shoulders.

Regias and Louis, who were standing next to them, couldn't help but curl their lips when they saw this. They were already grown up and knew a lot about Tang De.

In their eyes, this director is the winner behind the scenes in Hollywood. It is really outrageous that so many women can live in peace with him.

Especially since each of your girlfriends is very famous, don’t make people too envious.

But Elena didn't understand. She was still young and didn't have so many distracting thoughts. She just came to Taylor with the ukulele in her arms and said obediently, "Sister, can you teach me how to play it?"

"Of course." Taylor agreed without hesitation, picked up the ukulele and asked directly: "What do you want to hear, little angel?"

"I want to listen to..." Elena bit her finger: "I want to listen to the songs my father wrote."

Taylor glanced at Don De, then began to play "I Forgot That You Existed".

This song is the one that Tang De remembers more clearly. It was written by Taylor in 19. However, he just wrote it for Taylor some time ago, and it happened to be the title track of the next album.

Tang De sat with them on the sofa and listened to the whole song. Although the ukulele was not as good as the guitar, it also had its own style and sounded very simple.

After listening to it, Elena clapped her hands vigorously: "Can I learn this song?"

"Of course, no problem." Taylor only had a good expression when facing Elena. Seeing Elena's pleading expression, she had no way to refuse and could only start teaching her basic chords and gestures.

At the same time, Tang De found that Avril had just passed by the yard and seemed to be answering the phone.

So he slowly stood up, walked out the door, and walked towards Avril.

"No matter how many parties there are, they have nothing to do with me. I said, I'm not interested in those. I just want to rest. Do you understand?"

Avril hung up the phone and turned around to see Tang De.

"You scared me." Avril was startled and complained, "You walk without making any sound?"

"I just didn't want to bother you with your phone call."

"Nothing, just an invitation to a party. If it were before, I might have liked it. But now, I'm really not interested."

Avril shook her head and put her phone down.

"You've changed a lot compared to before." Tang De had to admit that Lyme disease had indeed changed Avril.

"Do you mean that I don't swear as much now? Or that I don't like crowds as much?" Avril laughed: "After I got sick, I realized what life is. I just need to care about the people I care about and enjoy myself while I can."

"You're right." Tang De agreed.

But the next moment, Avril pulled Tangla into the car: "So I really want to do it now, what about you?"

"Are you serious?" Tang De looked at the people in the house in the distance.

"Of course, let's finish other things first!"

Avril straddled him, stripped her clothes off her head, and leaned over him.

"Woo..." Tang De lay on the car seat, looking at the shiny and shaking fruits, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands.

Twenty-five minutes later, the car stopped shaking, and Tang De and Avril leaned back in their chairs and smiled at each other.

"You're still as amazing as you were when you were young," Avril praised.

Tang De played with her fair bare feet in his hands, feeling the delicate and smooth skin and said: "You are as energetic as when you were young."

"That's good." Avril shook her hair and bit her lip at Tang De: "Otherwise I would have thought I had lost my charm."

"Of course not. You are more attractive to me than ever."

"That's very telling, dear."

Not long after, Tang De returned to the living room from the car.

At this time, Elena had already learned a few simple chords and was trying to play and sing under Taylor's guidance.

Although her voice was immature, one had to admit that Elena had great musical talent. After only half an hour of study, she was able to sing a decent piece.

"That's great, my angel." After she finished playing, Don De kissed her cheek. Taylor looked at him with resentful eyes, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" Tang De stood at the door and talked to her.

"You let Elena accompany me just to delay me, right?" Taylor said while applying lipstick in front of the mirror.

"No." Tang De raised his eyebrows: "You don't have to pay attention to Elena."

"Forget it, you know I like her." Taylor admitted this unwillingly, then thought for a moment and said, "But I don't want to have children. Raising children is too boring. I still have to hold a thousand concerts."

"You are like the spirit of music." Tang De sighed: "By the way, the technology I asked the company to research has made a breakthrough."

"What technology?"

"High-resolution concert recording and stage scheduling. I plan to record your concert and make it into a movie. Then it will be broadcast on major IMAX screens so that those who can't attend the concert can also join in."

"Ah!" Taylor couldn't help but scream when he heard this, and looked at Tang De in disbelief: "Really!"

"Of course!" Tang De closed the bathroom door and held her shoulders with both hands: "This is my exclusive gift for you."

"Oh my god! It's so great!" Taylor has been committed to holding her concerts all over America, and has always wanted to upgrade her concerts. Unexpectedly, Tang De had accomplished what she wanted one step ahead of time.

Without saying a word, she kissed Tang De several times in a row, but she didn't feel satisfied, so she just kissed Tang De on the lips, and only let go after a thorough exchange of ideas.

"Huh!" The two of them took a few breaths at the same time.

Tang De joked: "We almost became the first couple to suffocate to death from kissing."

"Isn't it nice? This is so romantic!"

"But dying in the bathroom isn't romantic." "You're right." Taylor laughed, then leaned on Tang De's shoulder and threatened him: "Tell me all the details of the concert quickly, otherwise I will break up with you again, list your crimes in detail, and let your fans scold you to death."

"Oh, don't, I'm scared." Tang De raised his hands in surrender, and then told Taylor about the specific implementation details.

"Great, let's do it this way..." Taylor's heart surged, and then he looked up at Tang De: "Then my first time is for you?"

"Of course, this is your first time on the big screen, and no one can take it away from me."

The two looked at each other affectionately, and then continued to kiss.

Afterwards, Taylor walked out of the bathroom first, leaving Tang De alone washing his face by the sink.

After washing his face, Tang De glanced around the first floor, and when he didn't find the person he wanted to see, he went to the second floor.

Scarlett was holding a glass of wine on the second-floor balcony, looking at the moon. When she heard footsteps, she turned around. Her red evening dress set off her surging figure, and from the close angle it could be seen that she was not wearing a bra.

"Good evening." Tang De slowly walked to the railing and stood on the balcony with her.

"Good evening, great director. How do you feel about winning the award again?" Scarlett handed the wine glass to Tang De's mouth as if it were a microphone.

“It’s great. I feel like I have accomplished something great.”

"Oh? So many of your previous movies have grossed over a billion dollars. Isn't that more impressive than an Oscar?"

"No, this is different." Tang De said with a smile: "Before, I always stood on the shoulders of many people, but this time, I relied on my own efforts. Well, although this effort is a bit shady."

"Hahaha, you're so bold, Tang."

"I'm only telling the truth." Tang De took the cup and handed it to Scarlett: "What about you? How do you feel? This is your first time winning an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress."

"As for me, I think it's great. Even though I only won the supporting actress award, I've already started fantasizing about the leading actress award."

"Oh, then I have to keep working hard."

"That's right, I'll leave it to you, my great director." Scarlett moved closer to Tang De, with her back pressed against his chest, then took his hand and slowly put it into her evening dress.

Tang De couldn't hold it with one hand. The overflowing feeling was so intoxicating, just like Sakuragi Hanamichi holding his beloved basketball.

"I'll leave everything to you from now on, great director."

"Then these are not enough." Tang De looked at her meaningfully.

Scarlett held his head with her hands, put her lips covered with lip glaze close to his ear and said, "Then I will give you another surprise tonight."

Tang De doesn't know the surprise Scarlett mentioned yet, but he is already looking forward to it.

After chatting with Scarlett, Tang De finally went to the gym.

Because Anne Hathaway was there.

She was wearing yoga clothes and raising her legs behind her head in front of the mirror.

"This figure is so beautiful."

Tang De sat beside her, staring at her closed eyes in the mirror: "Your life now is really too healthy."

Anne Hathaway did not answer, but waited a minute before putting her legs down and said, "Yes, it is very important to maintain a healthy body. I don't want to make the same mistake again."

Tang De was slightly stunned, and seemed to have sensed something from her words: "Same mistake? You... made it again?"

Anne Hathaway smiled with sweat on her face: "Yes."

"Oh!" Tang De hugged her and was very excited: "This is really good news!"

"Yes, good news." Anne Hathaway touched her belly with a happy face: "I can't mess it up again this time."

"Neither can I." Tang De held Anne Hathaway's hand and felt that her earlier melancholy had finally shown signs of cracking. He hadn't seen her so bright and beautiful for a long time.

"Would you say he was a boy or a girl?"

"Don't say that. He might be a gender neutral in the future."

“That’s outrageous.”

"Is it outrageous? If you think it's outrageous, then I suggest that you wait until the child grows up and send him to study in mainland China."

"Why, can't America?"

"Of course... No, American universities either teach about drugs or promote gender independence. I don't want him to be troubled by these things too early."

"But it's his freedom."

"Hey, freedom is relative. I suggest he consider his gender issue after he has matured his thinking."

"Okay, okay, you really worry about it."

"Of course I have to worry about it. I don't want to be like Marx, having a son or daughter who is an intangible cultural heritage."

"I don't understand what you're saying, but isn't it too early for us to discuss education issues now?"

"You're right. Let's think of a name first."

"what name?"

"Tang De?"

"Still called Tang De? Big Tang De, Little Tang De?"

"It's like Alexandre Dumas, Alexandre Dumas."

"It's a bit weird, to be honest."

"Forget it, let me think about it again."

The two sat on the floor in the gym and talked for more than half an hour until their mother Carmela came to call them.

When everyone knew that Anne was pregnant, they all congratulated her.

Well, only on the surface.

But at least no woman would raise a candlestick and hit Anne hard in the stomach.

That night, Tang De slept in his room.

He was expecting Scarlett's surprise, but it didn't come until the early morning, so he could only fall into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the room was gently pushed open, waking up Tang De.

He raised his head slightly and found several figures standing at the door. The figures were blurry and his number was unclear. He only knew that they slowly walked to his bed, lay down slowly, and got into the quilt.

After a while of lovemaking, several figures left and new figures appeared at the door.

Then they slept together and had a good dream.

When Tang De woke up the next day, he found himself alone in bed and thought he had had a wet dream.

But once he lifted the covers, he found several different pairs of women's underwear.

"Black, red, white, green, pink...hiss, my waist hurts."

(End of this chapter)