Summer Redstone is one of the people who call the shots in Hollywood, and every move of his grandson Hughes Redstone naturally attracts the attention of the outside world.

So I don't know when the news of Hughes and Joey's breakup started to spread like wildfire.

Hughes' mother, Grace, is one of the executives of Paramount Pictures, the six major Hollywood film companies. She also just got the news, so she rushed back home immediately, just in time to see Hughes sitting on the sofa.

Grace didn't ask directly, she made a detour, slowly approached her son and asked, "The banquet I asked you to attend yesterday, how was it, were you happy?"

Hughes was staring at a movie magazine, but casually raised his head and glanced sideways at Grace, "Your question seems to have an intention?"

He thinks his mother is very funny, she clearly wants to behave like a lion in front of him, but in the end she always looks like a timid cat with plans every time.

He respects his mother from the bottom of his heart, but he cannot agree with her values.

He looked at Grace with interesting eyes, and Grace took a deep breath. She really couldn't do anything about her son, and she said, "I'm asking you, are there any good women at the banquet."

Hughes turned over a page of the magazine calmly, with a pleasant chuckle on his lips, "At the banquet?"

Grace asked: "Of course, you know that I have never recognized that woman. If you can meet other outstanding women, I will be very happy."

Houston paused, seeming to be recalling those Yingyingyanyans at the banquet, he squinted his eyes and looked enjoying it, as if the women at the banquet had feasted his eyes, he chuckled and said: "I remember... …At the banquet, there were many daughters at the top of the Hollywood pyramid, with blond curly hair, weak eyes, full of tenderness, and a group of chattering, hungry mothers looking for a suitable son-in-law, and a middle-aged lady with an elongated face who likes to be a matchmaker .”

At this point, Hughes paused again, and the corners of his mouth stretched into a wide smile, "No, there is nothing I'm interested in.".

Grace listened in disappointment and couldn't help but began to ask in an almost questioning tone: "Did you break up with that woman?"

Hughes sat lazily on a carved wooden chair, with his ankles crossed casually, he squinted at his mother, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "Mother likes to ask questions knowingly?"

Grace was teased, obviously very dissatisfied, "It seems that you are finally sober?"

Hughes pretended to be ignorant and asked back: "Why are you sober?"

Grace clasped the glass coffee table with her hands, "You know what I'm talking about."

A naughty smile curled up on the corner of Hughes' mouth, and he began to fiddle with a pocket watch casually in his hand, "Look, this world has become like this. When a son breaks up with the woman he loves, being a mother is not sad, but radiant."

Grace wanted to slap her son to death, but she couldn't restrain her love for her son. She said: "If you are with her, it is the biggest joke in Hollywood. Who is she? A Chinese orphan How can a woman of the yellow race with no background be worthy of our family? At first I thought she was a little bit talented, but after a few years she showed her true colors, and she fell into depravity as soon as she was seduced by Hollywood. How can I like this kind of appearance? How can our dignified Lei Shidong family have such an incompetent daughter-in-law."

Hughes pressed the button of the pocket watch, flipped it up, pushed it down, flipped it up, and did this boring action repeatedly, and it seemed that he was really bored, "So in fact, mother, you are just pedantically enforcing your own racism. .”

Grace sneered, "So you're going to find this kind of woman to piss me off next?"

Hughes leaned back and looked at the ceiling. He wanted to relax his limbs, and then sighed deeply, seemingly helpless with his mother's obsession. "I will not surrender to this pedantic concept."

He never evaluates a woman based on skin color, appearance, or race. He has been mixed in the vast ocean of Hollywood since he was born, and has seen all kinds of men and women for 33 years. There is no such thing as race.

Because he knows that as long as people in Hollywood, no matter men or women, live with masks on.

He likes talented women, and he likes the high-spirited, newborn calf's persistence, just like when he saw Joey Grant for the first time seven years ago.

He thought she was unique, he thought she would stick to her dream, and he only hoped that she could stick to it.

Unfortunately, she still let him down.

Grace knew that her son liked to be independent and unconventional since he was a child, and she sneered with anger, "I have known for a long time that you are a cruel guy with mercury in his veins, you have no sense of family concept or family morality. You bastard, you're trying to bring shame on our family."

Hughes shrugged happily at Grace. He seemed to enjoy provoking his mother. "Mother, you should know that I always have my own reasons, including breaking up with Joey this time," and then he got up and put on his clothes. He put on his coat and planned to open the door to go out, "As for what you think, what father thinks, what grandpa thinks, to be honest, I don't care at all."

Grace quickly stopped him, "Then did you break up with her? I thought that only celebrities would do such things."

Hughes patted Grace's shoulder with one hand, "Mother, in fact, Joey is really unbearable. You always call her a woman. At best, she is just a girl."

Grace smiled, "You still protect her? But I think how can a girl who has no intentions trap you for seven years? Just because she is like this now?"

Hughes whistled nonchalantly, that’s how he came across, he didn’t seem to be interested in anything, including Grace’s verbal criticism of him and Joey now, so as not to make him angry, “Mum, we did break up , you are old, don't always get angry because of such things. She is very embarrassed now, and you don't need to make trouble for her. "

Only then did Grace smile with satisfaction, "I don't need to waste time because of such a small role. It's just that she won't be able to get along in Hollywood anymore without your boss in the future. What does she have? Except for the movie when she debuted. The debut novel is acceptable, but the others are rubbish. Self-satisfaction, profligacy, and exhaustion of talents are very appropriate labels for her."

Having said that, Grace suddenly stared at Hughes, "You still like that Joey, don't you? Why did you break up with her?"

Hughes pressed his temples with his hands. Over the years, his mother has become more and more paranoid. The more aggressive a woman is in the company, the more paranoid she is at home.

He still smiled foolishly, like a heartless person, "Mother, I always have my reasons, but I will never tell you, don't you understand?"

Grace said angrily: "You bastard, you don't know what love is, I'm afraid you'll be cheated."

After hearing this, Hughes asked sarcastically with thin lips: "Mother, you have been married for decades, do you think you understand what love is?"

Grace was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, Hughes said as she walked, "Women always think they understand love well, but in fact, you just like to regard imaginary things as real, and the burning ashes as raging fire."

Then, he laughed and left.

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