Chapter 152 Rich Hot And Infertile Husband (Or Maybe Not)

• When people talked about this at the gathering, someone sarcastically mentioned the things from their childhood, using her as an example to tell the children there that even though she had read so many books, her vision wasn’t broad. That experience was really infuriating. Just thinking about those people made her angry. After Celeste changed her clothes and came out, Liam was already waiting for her in the car. Today, Liam was driving a Lincoln, which was not his usual choice. Owen noticed her doubts and explained, “There’s a bed in this car, so your Grandpa David can be more comfortable later.” Quite considerate. Celeste glanced at Liam. Such a considerate idea definitely wasn’t Liam’s own.
• “Get in the car.” Liam urged her, and then Celeste got in the car. After the car left the villa area, Liam asked her, “What have you been busy with these days, leaving early and returning late?” “I’ve been filming. Haven’t you seen how popular “Mastermind of Law” is? The director thinks highly of me and has signed me for several more episodes.” Speaking of “Mastermind of Law,” Owen was also interested. “My mom has been following this show recently. The first story really scared her, especially your part. She told me that the male actor was so handsome, and when I told her you were a girl, she didn’t believe it. When a new story was broadcasted, she was a bit disappointed, saying it wasn’t as good as the first one, mainly because the new actor wasn’t as good as you. She even learned to go online recently and kept leaving messages under the official blog of “Mastermind of Law,” saying she wanted to see you perform again. Recently, she has even been thinking about calling the TV station.” “Your mom is so funny,” Celeste laughed, “This is not a TV series.
• You can’t always have the same actor.” “She doesn’t understand. She treats it as a TV series. Not only people her age, but even my colleagues at work watch this during their lunch break. Mr. Reed has also watched it.” Celeste glanced at Liam and suddenly leaned in and asked, “How did I do? Didn’t embarrass you, did I?” Her breath was so close that Liam somehow thought of her holding a knife to someone’s chin. Crazy and cool, an indescribable wildness. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he looked away, saying lightly, “It was average.” Celeste pouted, “It’s impossible to hear you compliment me ever Liam seemed a bit annoyed, and struggled to say, “Actually…it wasn’t bad.” After saying all that, Liam realized Celeste didn’t respond. He turned around and saw that she had already put on her headphones and was pretending to sleep with her eyes closed. He had been brewing for so long for the “praise,” and she didn’t hear a single word.