Chapter 149 Why Wouldnât You Like the Handsome Me?
Milly was already quite tired. Normally, wearing an eye mask would help her fall asleep immediately. However, this time, she tossed and turned and couldnât sleep. She saw that fake monk who looked like Maitreya Buddha whenever she closed her eyes.
What nonsense was he saying at the timeâ¦
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 internet while the aeroplaneâs signal was still available before takeoff.
âEverything, including oneself and external objects, is akin to reflections in a mirror, illusions in water. If one becomes too fixated on things beyond their âessence,â 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 didnât belong in this world.
No, no, no, thatâs 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, âWeâll meet again if itâs destined.â Haha! Iâll call the police every time I see him in the future!
The cabin suddenly became noisy, especially with excited female voices rising and falling.
âWow, wow, wow. Heâs so handsome!â
âOh my God, is it really him? Am I dreaming?â
âQuick, take a photo with me and my husband!â
âWahhh, my boy is so handsome!â
Milly frowned. Who had arrived that everyone was calling both husbandâ and âboyâ?
Before she could look up, Milly saw several bill notes in front of the male passenger next to her. âHello, could you switch seats with me? Consider this as my fee for changing seats. Is that okay?â
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. âSit, youâre too kind. Please, Sir, take the
seat!â
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, âHello, Milly!â
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This scene had already left many passengers around them gaping in disbelief.
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Milly felt uncomfortable under the stares of the surrounding passengers. She gritted her teeth and warned him, looking at him sharply, âShut up!â
Does this guy not know heâs a top star?
Or is he blind and canât see how many fans he has around him?
She didnât dare to imagine if she would be torn apart upon landing.
Jonathan didnât expect Milly to scold him. Immediately, he drooped his ears like a pitiful little puppy, looking dejected. âOh.â
Milly took a deep breath and tried to ask in a friendly tone, âWhere are you going? Isnât your drama not finished filming yet?â
Seeing Milly starting to talk to him, Jonathan began wagging his tail like crazy. âI asked your director. He said youâre going home today, so I took a special leave to come and see you off
Milly frowned. âSend me off? Then why did you board the plane?â
âOh, Iâm escorting you home.â
Are directors nowadays so easygoing? Can they return home whenever they please?
Just then. Millyâs phone rang.
She answered, and a loud voice came through the earpiece, echoing, âMilly, are you coming back today? Iâve bathed and waited for you!â
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 âbathed and waited for youâ mean?
Milly quietly turned down the volume of her phone several notches before responding, âHmm, todayâs flight should arrive home in the afternoon.
Anthony replied, âOkay! Iâll have the nanny make it for you if you want anything.
Milly replied honestly, âAnything is fine. Iâm not picky.â
Anthony continued as if he hadnât heard, saying, âThen steak it is. Jordan airâshipped it from the Holandia. It goes great with red wine, and the beef wonât make you fat.â
Perhaps even Jonathan wasnât aware that his words carried a flirtatious lilt, sounding cute and endearing.
Listening to Jonathan, Milly couldnât help but feel her mood lighten a bit, and a smile returned to her lips.
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âOkay.â
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Anthony continued to chatter away, and if it werenât for the flight attendant reminding her to switch off her phone, he probably wouldnât 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. âWho is he? Who is he? Is it that scoundrel Anthony?â
Milly was stunned.
Isnât 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, âHe was just a bit worried about us, so he asked if we had boarded.â
Jonathan didnât believe it at all.
Anthony couldnât possibly care about his wellâbeing. He must have just called Milly to compete for her
attention!
Hmph, cunning and despicable!
Then do you like him and not me?â
âHmph, if you like him more than me, your taste is bad. Iâm much more handsome than him. Iâve been ranked in the top twenty most handsome men globally!â
In the quiet cabin, only Jonathanâs lone howling was heard.
Upon hearing him say this, everyone was shocked and silent, some even lifting their phones to record. They had heard something scandalous and were beginning to whisper among themselves.
âOh my god, Jonathan has a girlfriend now?â
âIt sounds like it, doesnât it?â
âWow, he secretly found a girlfriend! Wah, I have to be strong, I canât cry. Sob, sobâ¦
âHehe, luckily, Iâm a devoted fan of Oliver. Iâm so happy, and I want to send a message to tell him how happy I am!â
The surrounding voices grew louder and more absurd, and Milly couldnât take it anymore. She spoke to. Jonathan in a low voice, âLower/your voice, listen to my explanationâ¦
âHow dare you yell at me? I wonât listen, I wonât listen, I wonât listen! I wonât lower my voice. Hmph, you just like h