Chapter 90 - Passer by

"Hello, Ms. Moran. It is my honor to see you here."

Park Anshan was a little excited. He recognized Janet just now, but he didn't expect to meet this legendary designer here.

She used her strength to squeeze out her position in the major brands, and in just a few years, she has gained a foothold. Even if she has the background of the Moran family, she still cannot prevent others from admiring her. This is Janet Moran, the best designer in the 90s, none of them!

Many designers of the new generation are striving for her. If such a woman can build a world by design, why can't they? Counting that Park Anshan and Janet have been on the road of designers about the same time, they are not a little bit worse than their achievements.

After a few words of greeting, Park Anshan respectfully invited them: "Are you here to dine? I wonder if you have a reservation?"

This restaurant has an excellent business. If you arrive late, you can only wait for a place, and someone like Moran's can't sit in the lobby. He wanted to invite the two so that he could make a good relationship.

At this moment, a woman's voice came from above: "Oppa! Why haven't you come back?"

Upon hearing that voice, Laila couldn't help frowning. Because she heard it, it was the aggressive woman who almost bumped into her in the French hotel, who was apologetic and aggressive.

Park Anshan's face also stiffened because of the voice. Before he could speak, a brightly dressed woman had run out upstairs.

"Why are you!" An Miner recognized Laila at a glance. Her eyes sharpened as if she saw a natural enemy. "What do you think of my Oppa? I tell you, Oppa won't fall in love with you! How entangled you are from France. What an idiot you are!

"Enough! An Miner!" Pu Anshan turned pale with anger. No matter how good he is, he still has the urge to seal her mouth.

"Oppa!" Seeing that he was angry, An Miner hurried to his side and took his arm coquettishly.

"Mom, let's go up." Laila didn't bother to watch this farce. Anyway, it was not her who was ashamed.

Janet patted her hand and deliberately glanced at An Min'er with a high, cold look and led her daughter upstairs without even calling out to Park Anshan.

"What kind of person! What's so proud of." An Min'er sniffed disdainfully and then smiled sweetly to talk to Park Anshan, only to see a pair of angry eyes. "Oppa?"

Park Anshan took two deep breaths before finally suppressing the anger in her heart a little: "As soon as you go back to the hotel, you will pack up your things and go back to Korea." After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, shook her hand away, and directly went out of the restaurant.

An Miner stayed and hurriedly chased up: "Oppa, where are you going? We haven't eaten dinner yet! Oppa!"

Laila and Janet, who had already walked into the private room, did not see this scene, and even if they saw it, they wouldn't have any feelings. Park Anshan is just a passer-by for them, there was no intersection before, and it is unlikely that there will be any intersection in the future. Perhaps he is an outstanding designer in Korea, but that is only in Korea. If he wants to come to the broader world, he is far from qualified!

"Have you seen them in France?" Janet noticed what the rude girl said-"Entangled from France to here", what is going on in France? Didn't she go to take photos? How could she get involved with designers from South Korea?

While flipping through the menu, Laila said indifferently, "It's nothing, but I met him once in a hotel. Isn't there a show in Korea that interviewed me before? He was the designer in that incident."

"So it's him!" Janet came to understand.

Westerners often can't distinguish the appearance of Easterners, and the names are strange and complicated to them. It's not surprising that she didn't think of it for a while. Moreover, the interview was just a trivial matter, which just added a funny topic to everyone. She didn't take it to heart at the beginning.

But her daughter's calm and gentle appearance also made Janet a little uneasy: "My dear, do you want to find a boyfriend?"

Laila moved her gaze from the menu to her mother's face. Seeing her cautiously, she couldn't help but chuckled and deliberately said: "Mom wants me to find a boyfriend?"

"How is it possible!" Janet's voice suddenly rose several degrees, but soon she found that she was acting too intensely, and she coughed slightly to slow down her voice. "My dear, although a child as old as you may have had a boyfriend for a long time. But you are so busy now that you probably don't have time to make friends, right?"

How can Laila guess what she really thinks? And every time she talked about this topic, she was like a dragon guarding a treasure, not allowing others to have any coveting for her treasure.

"It's hectic when I'm busy, and I feel a little boring when I'm idle like this. Mom, would it be more fun for me to date a boyfriend?" She teased her deliberately.

Janet took it seriously without any doubt and eagerly wanted to dig out this "terrible" idea from her heart: "Of course not! Have you forgotten your poor mother? It was just that when I was young, I didn't know what to do. That irresponsible bastard has also caused you to have no father's love since you were a child! Mom doesn't object to you being a boyfriend, but it's better to be in a few more years. When you get to know more and recognize the true face of a man, Maybe you can find a good man."

Laila couldn't help laughing. To prevent her from falling in love, she even took out her own experience. I always said that a failed love was the beginning of rebirth from the ashes. She never felt that it was a piece of history that needed to be erased. Now I can't wait to describe that period of history as a terrible hell so that she can stay away from the traps of men. There is really no such thing as a double standard.

"Don't worry, mother, I know what to do." She said vaguely on purpose, just to tease her. Deep down in her heart, she didn't want to find any preparations for a relationship at all.

Regardless of her busy life or present, love has never been a part of her life plan. It was not that she had never imagined getting married, having children, and having a family. But whenever I think of the presence of a man who accompanies her to eat with the children every day, I will tremble and throw away all those imaginations.

God gave her a chance to rebirth and gave her such a good environment. If she didn't take this opportunity to realize her dream before death in her previous life, wouldn't this miraculous rebirth be wasted?