Reborn Hollywood Ladies

Chapter 199 Actively Admit Your Mistakes

But when he heard his plan from his father, all the buds that hadn't germinated were all strangled in the swaddle.What is it to sell your son for a little benefit?He is not a puppet, and he will not sacrifice his own happiness for the sake of profit. If he is so good, why doesn't he chase after him himself!

Warren was only thinking about how to prevent what his father was hoping for, but he forgot that he was standing in front of Lila, the most popular young director in Hollywood and the sole heir to the Moran family. Can you catch up?
Not to mention that he didn't think about pursuing it in the past, even if he really stalked him, he couldn't get any chance.

Yes, he did have a good looks advantage, and so did Laila. The height of 172, although a little slender, still belongs to the kind that can debut as a model at any time.

As for the family, the gap between the president's son of a brand and the sole heir of a group is natural, right?Judging from the well-matched match that is often said in the East, the two are not suitable at all.

Warren is usually in contact with corporate affairs and models, and he has long been used to putting himself in a higher position.Perhaps he has never felt superior because of this, and he has never regarded his family as an advantage, but the people around him will definitely coax him.It caused him to habitually think of himself as the illusion that any woman would be chased by him as long as he wanted to.

If Leila was really a model, or came from a more ordinary family, she might be attracted to such a man as Prince Charming.

However, Leila not only has a broader vision, but also the most important point, which is her reborn identity.Falling in love is not in her plan at all, at least she will not consider it until she has not achieved her desired ideal.

So, the handsome Warren really thinks too much.

Laila just asked politely casually, she could still take out a tour guide, since the other party didn't want her, it would save trouble.

After sending Warren off, she opened the gift box and saw a sparkling diamond bracelet inside.Probably because she saw that she had no accessories other than a bracelet made of red string on her wrist, so she sent this diamond bracelet over.So when choosing a gift for her, it was obvious that Victoria's Secret also put their heart into it.

Smiling, Laila put it in the bag casually.This kind of thing can easily cost 10,000+ hundreds of thousands, so it's better to honestly put it in a safer and hidden place.She is really not used to letting her carry such a valuable thing casually.Who made her come to this world for only three years?I can't blame her for not being able to fully adapt to the life of a wealthy family so far.

"Boom—" A thunderous thunder suddenly exploded above his head.

It was only then that Laila realized that the outside had been covered with dark clouds at some point, and the electric snake was moving among the dark clouds, carrying a ferocious aura as if the doomsday was coming.

The heavy rain poured down quickly, bringing a little coolness to the gradually hot weather.

Originally, she thought that such a heavy rain would stop in a short time, but she didn't expect that the rain would only reduce a little after get off work in the afternoon, and it would still continue to rain.

Lila didn't want to wait any longer, so she asked the bodyguards to drive the car, and went home with Claire first.

The dark clouds brought the night to Hollywood earlier, vehicles and pedestrians were in a hurry, only the lights along the street still carried some of the original bustling.

Many people feel gloomy when it rains on a cloudy day, and Laila is no exception. The raindrops on the car window remind her of some memories of her previous life, some she doesn't want to think of but stubbornly exist in her mind memory.

While waiting for the red light, Claire saw that her face was a little bit uneasy, and touched her forehead worriedly, only to find that there was nothing unusual before asking, "What's wrong? What's on your mind?"

"It's nothing, just a little tired." Laila smiled at her comfortingly.

"You should be tired too!" Claire glanced at her disapprovingly: "Look at how busy you have been recently? Do you really want to use yourself as ten people?"

Lila touched her nose: "I'm not that busy." I just made up an excuse, but I didn't expect to bump into her gun.

"Not busy yet? You're making movies, planning, taking pictures, and writing scripts. Do you think you're a superman?"

"Those are all things I like to do. It's fun to do and I don't feel tired." Laila couldn't help but defend herself.

"Yes, I also know that you are very happy, so I didn't stop you! But if you don't pay attention to your body anymore, maybe I should report your situation to Janet!" Although Claire knew that she was no longer that sick A disgruntled little girl, but the scene of almost dying has always existed in her heart, and she is extremely worried about whether that situation will happen again.

For her, it is not an exaggeration to use drastic means to pay attention to her health and safety.

"I know I was wrong!" Laila felt that if she continued to argue, she would have no chance of winning, so she might as well surrender as soon as possible.

Claire obviously knew this, and was unable to complain about her temper of "positively admitting her mistakes and never changing her mind", so she could only patiently tell her the importance of health over and over again.

What do you mean if you don't die, you won't die?Laila understood now all too well.

If the time could be turned back a few minutes, she would rather tell the truth than casually throw out the word "tired".

While Claire was talking endlessly, Laila looked out of the window with a bitter face.At this time, the heavy rain had weakened a lot, and the car stopped to wait for the red light, so she could only pass the time by watching the pedestrians outside.

Judging from a person's clothes, things in his hands, and footsteps, what that person does, and what stories he has on him, is a small game that she likes to play very much for self-entertainment.It is impossible to be as magical as Sherlock Holmes, but it can still play a certain role in training the development of ideas.

Suddenly, her eyes stopped on a girl holding an umbrella.It was a beautiful girl, of course not referring to her appearance, because it was impossible to see what she looked like in the rainy night.Her beauty refers to her movements. Even if she holds an umbrella in one hand and stretches out the other hand, with a thumbs up and a distressed look about to hitch a ride, she still has a fresh and youthful atmosphere.

In this weather, it is difficult to get a taxi, let alone a free ride.And standing not far behind her, there were two girls who were similar to her and said something to her, as if they were cheering.

I don't know if it was their bad luck or other reasons. In short, half of the sleeves of the girl holding the umbrella were soaked, and she couldn't find a car that was willing to stop to pick her up.

As the car approached slowly, Laila saw that the girl had black hair and looked like an oriental.

"Drive the car to the side of the road." She ordered the bodyguard.

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)