"Some people say that speaking is an art, and when to say it and when not to say it is very important in interpersonal communication. This statement is both true and false, or, although this statement has universal Sex still has scope. For example, when I'm chatting with Ms. Melanie or Ms. Babe, I have to make them feel a more real me, otherwise how can they feel comfortable giving their daughters to me? Me? Also, they, some things can't be said, because we can't predict how they will react. Interesting, isn't it? Just two visits have proved and disproved this point from two aspects."
When Angela was talking so eloquently, candlelight was flickering in the empty restaurant, accompanied by the melodious and soothing piano sound, a pleasant atmosphere slowly flowing around. That's why Angela talked about these inexplicable things with such interest, but unfortunately the three people she was talking to were not listening at all.
"You know, the Chanel store on Madison Avenue recently had a new summer dress, and although it's just a little bit of a change from the previous one, you'll notice the difference as soon as you put it on ."
"Really? I must go see it when I have time."
"I have to regret to tell you, dear Manny, that Nat might look better in the latest style."
"Me? How did you come to this conclusion, Liv? Frankly, I'm not a big fan of Chanel's style."
"Don't forget that my profession is a model, I think my eyes should be better than someone's."
"Better than someone? Then why isn't someone more suitable to wear?"
"Well... you'll know it when you put on some clothes. If you have time, let's go and see how it goes."
"Oh Liv, you really make me sad, and it's too bad that you ignore my existence."
"Of course not, Manny, I just said that Nat is the most suitable, and there are others that are suitable for you. Let's go and see together."
Seeing these three guys chatting vigorously, Angela rolled her eyes and sighed, tapped the glass with a spoon: "Hey, ladies, it's not a good habit to ignore other people's conversations."
Natalie and the others finally stopped talking, and they all looked at Angela with a half-smile expression.
"I'm sorry, Angie, it's not that we want to ignore you, it's that you always talk about some inexplicable topics." Natalie spread her hands calmly, as if they were doing normal things before.
"Can I ask you a question? What is an inexplicable topic?" Angela put down her knife and fork, crossed her hands under her chin, and stared at Natalie with dangerous eyes, as if Natalie would die if she didn't give her an explanation. deal.
"You took down the revolving restaurant in the Empire State Building and invited us to dinner with a bird's-eye view of Manhattan, but all night talking about 'the art of talking' or something, and always analyzing it from a very subjective point of view... you think We came here tonight to hear what you said?" Natalie's eyes were filled with habitual sarcasm.
"Yeah, when I talked to my mother, it was obvious that I was submissive from beginning to end, and I actually said that this is the most real me." Scarlet fell into the trap with a smile.
"No wonder she always giggled and said little when she was at my house." Liv also nodded thoughtfully.
Angela's face couldn't help but get darker and darker. She was unhappy at the same time with a bit of grievance, grabbing the knife and fork and scratching on the plate resentfully, like an abandoned resentful woman.
"Okay, let's not talk about this, what does Angie think of Liv's point of view just now?" Scarlett finally made a round.
After dinner, the group sneaked out of the Empire State Building—there was no way, who let Angela get so much attention after the release of "The Mist" for almost a month, even if she didn't participate much in publicity as always, she rarely appeared on the cover interview. As some have said, as long as it's tied to her name, that's the best publicity ever.
"Now, should I take you back or take me back to the hotel?" After taking Scarlett and Liv home respectively, Angela, who was sitting in the seat, bent her eyes at Natalie, "Or... I'll come to you live there?"
"Send me home, thank you." Natalie replied with a smile without question.
"Why?" Angela's face suddenly fell, "Because of Xia Xia? I already explained it to you."
"The Mist" was released in the UK, and the crew naturally came to promote it, and Natalie came to the UK with it. It happens that Angela is also in the UK. Even though she often doesn't participate in publicity work, she just happens to come across her own work. It's definitely not justified if she doesn't attend. Xia Xia also attended. Angela participated in the filming of the "Harry Potter" crew, and her relationship with Xia Xia is basically known to everyone. Both Kate and Kayla can attend, why can't she
Although Xia Xia's harassing actions avoided ordinary people, they couldn't escape the eyes of Angela's lovers. Although they had long known that they were unclear, everything had not been settled at that time, so Nata at that time Li didn't care about anything. But it was different now. Angela had given her a promise. Although she acquiesced to Kate and their existence, it did not mean that Angela could be tolerated unrestrictedly. So when I was in the UK, I didn't give Angela a good face in private.
"It's a little bit, but not all." To Angela's surprise, Natalie shook her head.
"Then what else is it?" Angela hurriedly grabbed her lover's arm, "Tell me, I will definitely pay attention in the future."
Natalie turned her head and covered her forehead with a wry smile when she saw her serious look.
"Are you an idiot?" Natalie said with some anger and hilarious hatred, "Aren't you very smart? Haven't you always understood? Why is your head suddenly not clear today? You booked the restaurant but at the same time Invite the three of us... God, I can't believe you would do something so stupid and ask me what's wrong!"
"But... everyone has eaten together many times in the villa in Los Angeles." Angela asked weakly.
"It's different!" Natalie glared at her angrily, moved her lips to say something but said nothing.
"Actually... I know," Angela sighed softly after being silent for a few seconds, "it's just... I just... I originally just wanted you to communicate. If you can get your parents to agree once, you don't need to. So troublesome."
After listening to this, Natalie was slightly taken aback, and after a few seconds she hugged Angela and put her head on her shoulder: "Don't worry, no matter how bad it is, some things will not change, never will ."
Angela didn't say any more, just held Natalie's hand tightly for a long time.
"In that case, can I live with you tonight? I agreed with them that I will be with you in New York for the past few days."
"Don't even think about it! Don't think you can fool around like this!"
Some things are always like this, hope and reality are always inversely proportional, like the cowboy president desperate to find weapons of mass destruction in Iraq before he leaves office, or the real estate developer who is struggling in the subprime mortgage crisis. We can get rid of the house in our hands as soon as possible. Unfortunately, Angela is now facing just such a thing.
"Please come back, Miss Mason." After a long silence, Avner finally opened his mouth. He didn't look at Angela but made a gesture of please, but from the changed name, he could see how bad his mood was. .
Shirley looked worriedly at her husband and then at her daughter, while Natalie softly called Dad.
"That's it, I don't want to talk about this anymore." Avner shook his head, although he had tried his best to suppress his emotions, he could still hear his excitement in his tone, "I won't agree to this. A request!"
"You don't have to make a decision so quickly..." Angela tried to continue to persuade, but Avner suddenly interrupted her irritably: "There is no room for negotiation, Miss Mason! For sir's sake, I've already kicked you out! Don't you have a bit of what you deserve..."
Fortunately, he still kept a certain level of calm and closed his mouth in time, but his chest kept rising and falling, and he looked quite angry. Although Angela's face became ugly when he said his last sentence, he immediately adjusted and nodded and stood up: "In this case, I will leave for the time being, but I will not give up."
Avner, who managed to recover a little, couldn't help but jump up, but fortunately Shirley comforted him in time, and Natalie quickly pushed Angela out of the living room.
"You shouldn't have said that last sentence." Natalie complained when she came outside, her brows full of worry.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Angela seemed very open-minded, "It's normal, after all..."
She made an "old stubborn" gesture, and at the same time grinned playfully and funny, Natalie couldn't help laughing, and then said angrily: "Don't talk about my father like that."
"Okay, let's not talk about it." Angela shrugged, ignoring the street a few feet away, and brushed Natalie's hair with her hand, "I'll go back first, remember to give me news every day, if it's really not good, it's just I can go and trouble Grandpa."
"I know." Natalie nodded, also ignoring the street a few feet away and the bodyguards beside the car, she stood on tiptoe and placed her own lip print on Angela's face.
After saying goodbye to Natalie and getting into the car, Angela crossed her arms and pondered after telling the bodyguard to pay attention to the paparazzi. Frankly speaking, although she had expected that Avner's reaction might be fierce, she still did not expect it to be so intense. At this level, almost all possibilities are rejected in one bite. In this way, even Nat's persuasion probably won't do much.
Sure enough, there will be ups and downs after success. Angela smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly. She rubbed her chin for a long time, and after confirming that she was not followed by the paparazzi, she immediately asked the bodyguard to turn around and go to Grandpa's villa, even though they had left Long Island at the moment.
In this case, it is necessary to prepare in advance. Angela thought so in her heart.
The grandparents were not surprised by her arrival, even if Angela carefully offered to stay here for a few days. Although it wasn't clear whether they already knew anything, Angela didn't take it too seriously. Grandpa won't contact grandpa until he called him, and they would know about it sooner or later.
A few days later, and as expected, even Natalie and her father had a big argument, but Mr. Avner couldn't be shaken. On the one hand, it is difficult for Mrs. Shirley to be a person in the middle. On the one hand, she does not agree with her daughter's choice, but on the other hand, she is very worried about the conflict between her daughter and her husband.
After all, I still have to ask my grandfather, which is really a failure. After finishing the latest call with Natalie, Angela muttered in her heart and walked to Grandpa's study, where he usually reads books at this time.
"Please come in." After the knock on the door, the voice of grandpa came from inside.
"Hi, Grandpa, I hope I didn't disturb you." Angela, who pushed in the door, greeted with a smile.
"Of course not, in fact, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Grandpa smiled gently, but the eyes hidden behind the reading glasses did not know what kind of light was shining.
"Really..." Angela sat down at the desk embarrassingly, then she remembered that she forgot to ask her grandfather what she said to her grandfather.
Forget it, say something. The moment she sat on the chair, Angela clenched her fists.
"This is not a good habit, Chris." Grandpa said casually, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"Dear grandpa, please believe that if I hadn't tried every method, I wouldn't have bothered you." Angela said slowly in the most sincere tone, considering her words.
"Have you really tried every method?" Grandpa Yang Ziyang had some gray eyebrows.
"Now Mr. Avner has refused me to go to their house." Angela spread out her hands helplessly.
Grandpa pondered for a while before speaking again: "Frankly, Chris, you gave me a problem."
Angela didn't speak, just looked at the old man obediently, not like a mature 28-year-old woman at all.
"I didn't expect you to find that old guy as a lobbyist, really..." Grandpa said with folded hands, and then looked at Angela and said seriously: "Chris, how much do you know about our traditional etiquette and customs? ."
"This... is quite small." Angela hesitated and decided to tell the truth, "You know, Grandpa..."
"Yes, I know." Grandpa nodded a little dejectedly, "That guy Jedi..."
Angela lowered her head and covered her mouth. Every time she talked about this topic, she wanted to laugh. Father and grandfather clearly... Well, I'll talk about this later, and solve the most important thing at the moment.
"If... it's really inconvenient... it doesn't matter," Angela adjusted her mood and raised her head to watch Grandpa begin to use his trump card, "Me and Nat will try our best to fight for it, but if it doesn't work, we have to give up. You should know that we don't have to ask anyone's consent, just... If we really give up, it must be a cruel thing for Nat, but there are some things... we will never compromise!"
Grandpa took a long breath and stared at Angela behind the desk. Angela didn't evade, she knew that Grandpa also knew that she was using this method to force him, but she didn't feel guilty or anything, because what she said was the truth!
"I have to say, you and your father are really similar in this, Chris." Grandpa made a gesture, "In fact, I was with your grandma at the beginning... This kind of thing seems to be genetic."
The old man joked a little, but Angela didn't laugh, her attention went to the phrase "with your grandma back then". Think about the Chinese blood of the grandmother's half, as well as the uncle who saw the dragon but not the end, and the experience of staying at Jinling Women's University in the 1930s (although he was very young at that time)... This is a big gossip what!
However, she quickly drew her attention back, no matter what, she solved the problem in front of her first.
"Albert said that your parents don't even know about this, is that so?" Grandpa suddenly asked.
Angela couldn't help but nodded, "Yes."
"Why don't you tell them first?" Grandpa asked with great interest.
"Because I don't want them to know for the time being," said Angela's sudden blessing, "and I don't think they can help me much with this."
"Oh?" The eyebrow on Grandpa's right raised high, "It's not wrong to say that..."
Then he gave a low laugh and mumbled, "You can't get ahead of me this time, Jady!"
Although Grandpa's voice was very soft, the room was very quiet and Angela's ears were relatively sensitive, so he listened without a word, and then he felt like sweating profusely. Grandpa is so old... and so vain? !
"It's nothing. In Chinese, it's an old child. The older you get, the more like a child. Don't be too surprised. He's just still angry with his son and wants to find face elsewhere." Angela secretly asked her grandmother afterwards. , Grandma replied like this, and then Angela was sweating profusely in her heart, so she was just a wrestling object...
Of course, this is all in the future. Although Angela now wanted to smile bitterly after hearing it, she had to pretend she didn't hear anything, and then looked at Grandpa with a little hope and anxiety.
"Okay, I'll try to talk to Avner, but don't put too much hope." Grandpa finally said, "Everyone has their own insistence."
"I understand," Angela nodded, "Thank you, Grandpa, I'll plan for the worst."
Although Grandpa and the Avner family have a good relationship, and although Grandpa's prestige is sufficient, people always have their own insistence. Therefore, if Mr. Avner still refuses to agree, Grandpa cannot force him to agree, so it is necessary to prepare for the worst. However, what is surprising is that after communicating with grandpa twice, Mr. Avner actually changed his mind!