These big letters are clearly visible even at night.
And getting closer, you can see them more clearly.
Zhou Mo Sen is in this situation right now, his car parked on the hill not far from these huge white letters.
Driving up is not difficult.
The key is why come up here.
Zhou Mo Sen originally had no idle interest in admiring these big letters.
Besides, these big letters have nothing special to look at.
So, of course, the reason is another car.
Jennifer Connelly, she got out of her car and stood in line with Zhou Mo Sen.
Just admiring these big, white letters of Hollywood together like that?
Not doing something else?
As if in a standoff, Zhou Mo Sen said nothing, and Jennifer Connelly also remained silent.
But in the end, it was the mature beauty who couldn't resist.
"Dr. Zhou, do you think the moonlight is beautiful?"
"Yes, it's indeed beautiful."
"Those big letters, they're beautiful too, right?"
"Yes, indeed, they're beautiful."
"But are they so beautiful that you came all this way late at night just to admire them?"
"Certainly no need for that."
"So... are we just going to watch ?"
As Jennifer Connelly said this, Zhou Mo Sen smiled.
He turned his head and stared at this mature beauty.
Jennifer Connelly wore something very formal today.
An iron-gray suit with a pencil skirt that was rather conservative in length.
Inside was a white silk blouse.
But even with this, it was hard to hide her sensuality and beauty.
Particularly, this office lady style further accentuated her mature sensuality.
Zhou Mo Sen admired for a while, and his gaze was somewhat impolite.
This was quite a change in attitude compared to when they were at KNBC.
Jennifer Connelly couldn't help but frown.
At this moment, Zhou Mo Sen said, "Isn't it true, Ms. Connery, you came to discuss something with me."
These words made the mature beauty blush slightly.
Yet she still insisted, "Dr. Zhou always gave me the impression of being quite the gentleman, I thought you really were a gentleman."
This had a hint of complaint and was rather amusing.
Zhou Mo Sen laughed heartily, "Sorry for the misunderstanding, but even a gentleman needs to confirm certain things."
"Certain things? What are they?"
"Like, who is the one making the request."
"Also, who should be in the leading position."
This dialogue between Zhou Mo Sen and Jennifer Connelly was quite the verbal sparring.
Our Dr. Zhou indeed displayed considerable assertiveness.
However, what he said made sense!
Earlier at the traffic light, Ms. Jennifer Connelly spoke of that 'rumor'.
Zhou Mo Sen indicated it was an absurd rumor.
But, they did start talking.
Yet they couldn't exactly chat at the traffic light, even if there weren't many cars around.
So, finding a place was preferable.
Zhou Mo Sen led the way ahead.
They obviously needed a place that offered good privacy.
This was a nice spot.
At least, late at night, there should be no one around.
But actually, the entire way here, Zhou Mo Sen was conducting a test.
Considering it was night already.
A woman, even if she were a well-known Hollywood star, even if she were a mature, healthy, beautiful star.
To dare follow Zhou Mo Sen to this place late at night.
Though we could see the big, white Hollywood letters, those letters provided Jennifer Connelly with no protection at all.
So, the test was this.
How dependent Jennifer Connelly was on Dr. Zhou Mo Sen.
In other words, how sincere she was!
In fact, Zhou Mo Sen had already fully understood.
Jennifer Connelly definitely wanted to regain her youthful state.
Though what she mentioned in the car was the Hollywood rumor, actually, wasn't it just that.
And Zhou Mo Sen... this could be seen as a kind of fishing tactic to elicit response.
Now, Zhou Mo Sen planned to go further.
Let this mature beauty, Jennifer Connelly, openly state what she wanted.
Don't underestimate this process, it was indeed significant!
"I think you know very well, Dr. Zhou, what I want."
Sure enough, she wasn't that straightforward.
Zhou Mo Sen smiled again, "Ms. Connery, you should know that when we plastic surgeons meet patients, we first conduct a thorough communication, known as a consultation.
This "understand?" once again pierced through Jennifer Connelly's defenses.
She certainly understood this principle, but hadn't Zhou Mo Sen already figured it out?
But now she also understood Zhou Mo Sen's intent.
He wanted her to say it directly.
"There's a rumor in Hollywood that you have special abilities to make women more beautiful, younger, and I'd like to try it."
Oh, this... was still somewhat vague.
But considering it's Jennifer Connelly, Zhou Mo Sen thought it was acceptable.
Of course, through this process, Zhou Mo Sen also analyzed this star's inner characteristics.
Indeed, Jennifer Connelly had been famous for many years and was well-known globally, so being proud was quite normal.
Zhou Mo Sen then said, "Rumors are just rumors, they're not very reliable.
If you want cosmetic surgery, I can indeed help you.
As for protecting your privacy, that won't be a problem.
My clinic places great importance on patient confidentiality.
Trust me, if you have surgery with me, no one will ever know you did it with me."
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"Dr. Zhou, to be clear, you definitely have special means!"
Jennifer Connelly had practically stated all her intentions.
She simply did not want to go the normal cosmetic surgery route.
Moreover, the rumor she heard was quite mysterious, wasn't it?
It carried that 'mysterious' vibe.
Zhou Mo Sen currently was not sure if his identity as the 'God of Beauty' had been leaked.
But based on Jennifer Connelly's statements, he understood perfectly.
Most likely, this mature wife, a beauty whose looks plummeted after having her child.
Wants to use some 'special' methods to return to her peak state!
Here in Hollywood, everyone wants to be beautiful.
Even Jennifer Connelly was no exception.
Zhou Mo Sen smiled as he approached her.
Their distance was not far to begin with, and this action shocked Jennifer Connelly.
She hurriedly stepped back.
But Zhou Mo Sen pressed closer, drawing nearer.
And Jennifer Connelly kept retreating, her expression panicking, inadvertently backing into Zhou Mo Sen's Mercedes-Benz.
Zhou Mo Sen stepped forward and wrapped an arm around Jennifer Connelly's waist.
Though she had borne a child, her waist was still quite nice.
This posture was indeed uncomfortable, even Jennifer Connelly found it hard to sustain.
What's more uncomfortable was the tight proximity between them.
"As long as you can help me, as long as I can go back to how I was before, I can give you... money, how about that?"
"Money? Do you think I need that?"
After saying this, Zhou Mo Sen let her go and returned to his car.
"Decide what you can offer me, then come and find me!"