Reborn Hollywood Ladies

Chapter 89 Birthday
For Americans, the 19th birthday is really nothing to celebrate.

At 16 you can get your driver's license, at 21 you can drink, and that's their big birthday, worth celebrating.

Lila wasn't too interested in birthdays either, but her mother, Janet, was.After all, Laila almost died more than a year ago, and every day since then seems to be a gift from God. How can such a birthday not be celebrated?
Unable to resist her mother's wishes, Laila had no choice but to be a good daughter and leave all the arrangements for her birthday in her hands.

The weather in New York was more comfortable than usual that day, or so Janet thought.She took her daughter out early in the morning, walked around several famous streets as if filling up the gas, and bought everything.

Even if it was something she didn't need at all, Laila would whip out her credit card and buy it if she took one second look.In the end, Laila was so mentally handicapped that she didn't dare to look around in the store, otherwise she wondered if a truck would be needed to transport the purchases back after the purchase was over.

It is said that women like to go shopping, but Laila is actually one of the women who dislikes this "casual" way very much.She usually would rather shut herself in the study for a whole day than try this and that in the exquisitely decorated specialty store outside.

In this way, Janet was still very dissatisfied after a day's shopping, and she always felt that there were still many things she wanted to buy but Laila didn't allow her to buy them, which made her very regretful.

"Is the ring just now really bad? I think the emerald gems on it match your skin very well."

"It's really unnecessary!" Laila refused for the one hundred and first time.

That's right, green can indeed make the skin fairer, and the ring she wore just now really looks very good.But one thing is very important, that is, she has no habit of bringing those things with her at all!

Whether it's typing and writing scripts or drawing storyboards, it's impossible for her to carry those burdens on her hands.As for going out, she doesn't even like to take it with her. In her impression, the United States is a dangerous country where anyone can pull out a pistol.Going out like a decorated Christmas tree, is it for others to rob her, or for yourself to be patronized by robbers?

Well, there is no difference between the two meanings, and she is indeed a little worried.However, as a Westerner with an oriental soul, her idea of ​​"not revealing her wealth" in her bones will not change for a while, and she has no plans to change it.Running around with hundreds of thousands of dollars in rings, is she full?
"Hey." Janet sighed: "When will your child let me satisfy the joy of being a mother? People's children are always pestering their parents for this and that, but every time I ask you to accept it." Things. Do you know how envious I am every time someone complains to me about what the child wants?"

Laila heard a black thread, is that really good?Why does she only think that such a child has the possibility of growing up to be the second grandpa?
"Mom, you have bought me too many things today, like those clothes, I don't think I can wear them at all, it is far from what you made for me. Only you can make the styles and styles I like, why Still wasting money to buy other brands?"

Of course Janet liked to hear that, but she wasn't so easily coaxed by Lyla.

"Okay, let's not talk about the clothes in advance. What about the others? Look, you don't wear anything on your body. How can you look like the eldest lady of our Moran family?"

"Why didn't I bring it? Didn't I bring it?" Laila raised her wrist and put it in front of her: "That's it."

"That's not counting!" Janet slapped her hand off angrily, "It's just a red rope woven with a bead, it doesn't fit your identity!"

"It's fine if I like it or not. It is said that red is a sign of good fortune. This is the blessing my mother gave me. Of course I have to wear it with me at all times." Laila smiled and touched the red string on her wrist.

That was the handmade bracelet that Janet had collected in that ancient country when she went to the East.A few red strings were deftly woven into shell-like patterns, and a green emerald was strung among them.

It's not a problem to carry this thing in your hand, and it can remind her of certain things from the past from time to time, so she always carries it with her.As for the price, it's not something she would think about at all.

Janet couldn't say no to her, put her hand on her forehead and nodded, and finally surrendered.

"You are right, as long as you like it. Let's go, I ordered a Sichuan restaurant that is said to be very good. My friend strongly recommended it to me after eating. I hope you will like it too. I really don't know if you want to I ate all the peppers I owed when I was sick, and I really like spicy food more and more after I get better."

Laila smiled, but said nothing.

When little Laila was sick, she couldn't eat many things, including the very pungent pepper.And her taste is too spicy, and she is not used to Western food. Fortunately, her grandmother is Chinese and has excellent cooking skills, which makes it not too obvious that she likes Chinese food.

Asking the driver to send back the purchased items, Janet took Leila into a place called "Wang Ji Sichuan Restaurant".

Looking at the familiar square characters, Laila's eyes darkened, and she didn't put away her strange mood until she was pushed into the door by Janet.At this time, there was an indescribable feeling in her chest, which was swelling and a little painful.

After asking their names, the waiter took them to the private room that had already been reserved.

"My friend was also recommended to come here. According to her description, the dishes here are very authentic, they are really authentic, because her friend came from Sichuan and told her that this place is very authentic." Janet followed the waiter Walking upstairs, showing off his little news.

"Then I really want to try it." Laila was also interested in being told.In addition to the dishes made by grandma, many Chinese dishes that are said to be very authentic have actually been modified for American appetites. The most common is to add a lot of sweetness to them.

So when she eats Chinese food, she will deliberately ask the chef to cook it according to the original taste.She really can't get used to sweet and greasy dishes.

Just as she was about to go up to the third floor, a person who was going downstairs suddenly called out her name.

"Miss Morland?"

When Laila looked up, she saw a man who looked like a baby boy looking at her in surprise.

"Hello, Mr. Park Anshan. I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Hi, are you here for dinner too?" Park Anshan shook hands with her friendly.

Although Laila didn't have any bad feelings towards him, she didn't have any good feelings either, but she couldn't be too rude, so she could only deal with it a little: "Yes. This is my mother, Janet Moran." After speaking, she turned to Mom: "This is Mr. Park An-sun from Korea. He is also the designer of the Catalina series. He is very popular in Korea."

"Oh. So it's Designer Park, hello." As soon as Katerina was mentioned, Janet knew who he was.

(End of this chapter)