But when he heard his plan from his father, all the ungerminated shoots were strangled to death in swaddling clothes. What is it to sell his son because of a little benefit? He is not a puppet, he will not sacrifice his happiness for profit, if he really looks at other people's good things, why don't he chase them himself!

Warren only thinks about how to prevent what his father is looking forward to happening, but forgets that he is in front of Leila, the most powerful young director in Hollywood, and the only heir to the Moran family, is such a person so easy to chase?

Not to mention that he didn't think about pursuing it in the past, even if he really stalked, he wouldn't be able to get any chances.

Yes, he does have a good physical advantage, and so does Kella. The height of 172, although a little slender, still belongs to the kind that can make his debut as a model at any time.

As for the family, the son of the president of a brand and the sole heir of a group, the gap between this is also at the level of the trench, right?

Warren usually comes into contact with corporate affairs and models, and has long been accustomed to putting himself in a higher position. Maybe he never had any sense of superiority because of this, and he never regarded his family as an advantage, but the people around him would definitely coax him to follow him. 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's identity is really a model, or she comes from a more ordinary family, she may really be attracted to such a man like Prince Charming.

However, Lyra not only has a broader vision, but also most importantly, her identity as a rebirth. Falling in love wasn't in her plans at all, at least not until she achieved the ideals she wanted.

So, Warren's little handsome guy really thinks too much.

Leila just asked politely and casually, she can still pull out a tour guide's manpower, since the other party doesn't want her, it will save trouble.

Sending Warren away, she opened the gift box and saw a sparkling diamond bracelet inside. Probably seeing that she had no other jewelry except a bracelet tied with red rope on her wrist, she sent such a diamond bracelet over. So when choosing a gift for her, it is obvious that Victoria's Secret also put in the heart.

Smiling, Leila casually put it in her bag. This kind of thing is often hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or better to honestly put it in a safer and more hidden place. She was really a little uncomfortable with her casually carrying such a valuable thing. Who let 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.

"Boom-" An earth-shattering thunderclap suddenly exploded overhead.

Only then did Lyra realize that it was already overcast outside, and the electric snake was jumping among the dark clouds, with a fierce aura as if the end had come.

Heavy rain soon poured down, bringing a touch of coolness to the gradually hot weather.

Originally, she thought that such a heavy rain would stop soon, but she didn't expect that it would only reduce some rain until she got off work in the afternoon, and it was still non-stop.

Leila didn't want to wait any longer, so she asked the bodyguard to drive the car and go home with Claire first.

Dark clouds brought the night to Hollywood early, and cars and pedestrians were in a hurry, except for the lights along the street that still carried some of the original bustle.

Many people feel gloomy when it rains on a cloudy day, and Leila is no exception, and the raindrops hitting the car window make her can't help but think of some memories from her past life, some memories that she doesn't want to remember but stubbornly exist in her mind.

When waiting for the red light, Claire saw that her face was a little bad, and touched her forehead worriedly, and when she found that there was nothing unusual, she asked, "What's wrong?"

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

"It's time to be tired, too!" Claire glanced at her disapprovingly, "Look how busy you have been lately, do you really want to use yourself as if you were ten people?"

Leila touched her nose, "I'm not that busy. "I just made an excuse casually, but I didn't expect to hit her gun.

"Not busy? It's making movies, planning, taking pictures, and writing scripts, do you think you're Superman?"

"That's what I like to do, it's a lot of fun to do, and I don't feel tired. Leila couldn't help but defend herself.

"Yes, I also know that you are very happy, so I didn't stop you!But if you are so careless about your body, maybe I should report your situation to Janet!" Although Claire knew that she was no longer the sick little girl, the sight of almost dying had always existed in her heart, and it also made her extremely worried about whether that situation would happen again.

For her, it is not too much to pay attention to her health and safety with drastic means.

"I know it's wrong!" Leila felt that she had no chance of victory if she continued to argue, and it was better to disarm and surrender sooner.

Claire obviously knows this, and she is powerless to complain about her temper of "actively admitting mistakes and not changing her dead nature", so she can only patiently tell her the importance of health over and over again.

What does it mean that you won't die if you don't die? Leila knew it all too well at the moment.

If she could rewind the clock for a few minutes, she would rather tell the truth than casually throw out the word "tired".

In Claire's gushing thoughts, Leila turned her gaze out the window with a bitter face. At this time, the heavy rain was much weaker, and the car stopped waiting for the red light, and she could only pass the time by watching the pedestrians outside.

Judging from a person's clothes, what he holds in his hand, what he does in his footsteps, and what stories he has on his body, is a little game that she likes to play very much to entertain herself. It may not be as magical as Sherlock Holmes, but it can still play a certain role in the development of ideas.

Suddenly, her gaze rested on a girl with an umbrella. It was a beautiful girl, and of course it wasn't her looks, because it was impossible to see what she looked like on a rainy night. Her beauty refers to her movements, even if she holds an umbrella in one hand, stretches out the other hand, and gives a thumbs up to look like she wants to take a ride, she still has a fresh and youthful atmosphere.

In these weather, it can be difficult to get a taxi, let alone a free ride. And not far behind her, there were two girls who were about the same as her, saying something to her, as if they were cheering her on.

I don't know if it was their bad luck or some other reason, but the girl with the umbrella had half of her sleeve soaked, and she couldn't find a car willing to stop and pick her up.

As the car slowly approached, Leila saw that the girl had long black hair and looked like an Oriental.

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

"Yes. ”