A Film Queen

Chapter 149 Why Wouldn't You Like the HandsMe? Milly was already quite tired. Normally, wearing an eye mask would help her fall asleep immediately. However, this time, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She saw that fake monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha whenever she closed her eyes.

What nonsense was he saying at the time...

All reflections in phenomena are like illusions and bubbles, causing unnecessary troubles if one is attached to them.

Milly took out her phone and quickly searched the intewhile the aeroplane's signal was still available before takeoff.

"Everything, including oneself and external objects, is akin to reflections in a mirror, illusions in water. If one becomes too fixated on things beyond their "essence," it will only lead to unnecessary troubles.

When Milly saw these words, her blood seemed to flow backwards instantly, and she felt her fingers trembling. Could that fake monk have seen something? He spoke as if he knew she didn't belong in this world.

No, no, no, that's impossible! The source of the world is material. The world is scientific. We must believe in science, believe in Marx, believe in materialism! While Buddhism is a legitimate sect, that monk was just now fake. Saying things like, "We'll meet again if it's destined." Haha! I'll call the police every tI see him in the future! The cabin suddenly becnoisy, especially with excited female voices rising and falling.

"Wow, wow, wow. He's so handsome!" "Oh my God, is it really him? Am I dreaming?" "Quick, take a photo withand my husband!" "Wahhh, my boy is so handsome!" Milly frowned. Who had arrived that everyone was calling both husband" and "boy"? Before she could look up, Milly saw several bill notes in front of the male passenger next to her. "Hello, could you switch seats with me? Consider this as my fee for changing seats. Is that okay?" The male passenger beside her, who looked quite young, seemed surprised by the unexpected windfall of money. He promptly took the bills and respectfully stood up. "Sit, you're too kind. Please, Sir, take the seat!" Just then, wearing sunglasses and trendy clothing. Jonathan naturally sat beside Milly.

Then he took off his sunglasses, revealing a face full of smiles and eager to please, "Hello, Milly!" Chapter 149 Why Wouldn't You Like the HandsMe? This scene had already left many passengers around them gaping in disbelief.

Milly felt uncomfortable under the stares of the surrounding passengers. She gritted her teeth and warned him, looking at him sharply, "Shut up!" Does this guy not know he's a top star? Or is he blind and can't see how many fans he has around him? She didn't dare to imagine if she would be torn apart upon landing.

Jonathan didn't expect Milly to scold him. Immediately, he drooped his ears like a pitiful little puppy, looking dejected. "Oh." Milly took a deep breath and tried to ask in a friendly tone, "Where are you going? Isn't your not finished filming yet?" Seeing Milly starting to talk to him, Jonathan began wagging his tail like crazy. "I asked your director. He said you're going htoday, so I took a special leave to cand see you off Milly frowned. "Sendoff? Then why did you board the plane?" "Oh, I'm escorting you home." Are directors nowadays so easygoing? Can they return hwhenever they please? Just then. Milly's phone rang.

She answered, and a loud voice cthrough the earpiece, echoing, "Milly, are you coming back today? I've bathed and waited for you!" Milly was at a loss for words.

The greeting is quite intimate as well.

Is this a mandatory skill in the Burnetts? And... what does “bathed and waited for you" mean? Milly quietly turned down the volof her phone several notches before responding, "Hmm, today's flight should arrive hin the afternoon.

Anthony replied, “Okay! I'll have the nanny make it for you if you want anything.

Milly replied honestly, "Anything is fine. I'm not picky." Anthony continued as if he hadn't heard, saying, "Then steak it is. Jordan air-shipped it from the Holandia. It goes great with red wine, and the beef won't make you fat." Perhaps even Jonathan wasn't aware that his words carried a flirtatious lilt, sounding cute and endearing.

Listening to Jonathan, Milly couldn't help but feel her mood lighten a bit, and a smile returned to her lips. Chapter 149 Why Wouldn't You Like the HandsMe? "Okay." Anthony continued to chatter away, and if it weren't for the flight attendant reminding her to switch off her phone, he probably wouldn't have stopped talking.

Just as Milly turned off her phone, she noticed a low and sad atmosphere nearby.

Jonathan glared at her angrily, his face full of displeasure. "Who is he? Who is he? Is it that scoundrel Anthony?" Milly was stunned.

Isn't this metaphor a bit too harsh?

But seeing Jonathan getting so worked up, with his hair practically standing on end yet still looking cautiously, afraid of making her angry, Milly eventually softened. She sighed and reassured him, explaining, "He was just a bit worried about us, so he asked if we had boarded." Jonathan didn't believe it at all.

Anthony couldn't possibly care about his well-being. He must have just called Milly to compete for her attention! Hmph, cunning and despicable! Then do you like him and not me?" "Hmph, if you like him more than me, your taste is bad. I'm much more handsthan him. I've been ranked in the top twenty most handsmen globally!" In the quiet cabin, only Jonathan's lone howling was heard.

Upon hearing him say this, everyone was shocked and silent, seven lifting their phones to record. They had heard something scandalous and were beginning to whisper among themselves. "Oh my god, Jonathan has a girlfriend now?" "It sounds like it, doesn't it?" "Wow, he secretly found a girlfriend! Wah, I have to be strong, I can't cry. Sob, sob...

"Hehe, luckily, I'm a devoted fan of Oliver. I'm so happy, and I want to send a message to tell him how happy I am!"

The surrounding voices grew louder and more absurd, and Milly couldn't take it anymore She spoke to. Jonathan in a low voice, "Lower/your voice, listen to my explanation... "How dare you yell at me? I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen! I won't lower my voice. Hmph, you just like h