Chapter 1000 Who Are You

Chapter 1000 Who Are You Yasmin was speechless. It wasn't the right time to study the script. By the way, she actually knew well what exactly his so-called script-study was. "My goodness! How pathetic I am!" The living room resounded with Trevor's wailing. Yasmin felt somewhat uneasy and patted on Charles' shoulder. Was that really okay? Leave his friend alone downstairs. "You'd better accompany him. I think he badly needs a friend right now." Charles was holding Yasmin in arms and pushed the bedroom's door, without taking a glance at Trevor, as if nothing had happened downstairs. Fine. Yasmin, "..." "Where's the script?" Charles started to search the bedroom in and out. He suddenly strode to the bathroom. Yasmin, "..." Did he think that she would leave the script in the bathroom? She was thinking how silly her image was in Charles' impression. Charles came out from the bathroom with a towel on hand after 3 seconds. Yasmin was surprised. Not having known how to respond yet, she was covered with the warm towel on the face. Charles didn't say anything, but turned around and continued to search the script. "It's...on the table!" Yasmin finally recalled. She was holding the towel Charles prepared for her, which warmed her heart so much. In order to quickly subside the swelling, she kept putting ice on her face without taking it off. She didn't expect Charles would see it, while Charles still figured out why she did so. Looking at his tall figure, Yasmin suddenly felt Charles was like a huge mountain, which could let her steadily rely on. "If you get wronged from outside, tell me." Charles came over and took over the towel with his slender fingers. He wiped Yasmin's cheek as gentle as fondling. Yasmin kept looking at Charles' face with her lost soul. "What are you looking at?" Charles sourly asked. Yasmin grinned, "I'm looking at my handsome husband." After saying so, she blushed, and directly buried her head deep into Charles' waist. Charles gently picked up Yasmin's cheek. Her eyes instantly zoomed up close to his handsome face. He looked solemn, "I'm not kidding. In the future, if you encounter with any grievance, you must tell me at the first time. Do you get it?" Yasmin heavily nodded, "Yep, I get it!" At this time, Trevor downstairs wailed once again. "Weep. I was abandoned. No one cares about me!" Charles took a glance at the half-open door. With his long legs, just one step or two, he'd reached the door and then slammed it. The sound was like answering Trevor. Trevor downstairs was frightened by the huge sound. He looked up, seeing the door had been closed tightly. He was speechless. Hoes before bros. Yasmin, ":..." "What scene will be filmed tomorrow?" Charles directly asked Yasmin as if there were nothing happened. Yasmin also ignored Trevor's wailing, and directly read the scenario, "It's about the heroin first met the hero." The first encounter between the hero and the heroin was at the university gate. The heroin was a student from the other city. As she was born and grew in a needy family, she carried almost all the supplies of daily life to the campus. But unexpectedly, she made a scratch on hero's car when she was dragging the luggages. Then the below dialogue followed. Chanel, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make it." Sergio (the hero), "You didn't mean to make it. The issue can't be solved by just one simple reason? Do you know what car it is? Mercedes. Have you ever seen a Mercedes?" Chanel (being afraid), "I don't know indeed. But I didn't do it on purpose. So, let me pay for the repair. I'll afford all the bill for it. Is that fine to you?" Sergio (swung his hand), "Get out of my sight. I don't want to see you again." The heroin didn't leave, but insisted on paying the compensation. And finally the hero was thoroughly persuaded by her persistence. They went to the garage together. In fact, this scene wasn't too hard to Yasmin. But for the hero, it was a real test. Actually, My Youth would trace all along hero's feeling moment by moment. So whether the drama could demonstrated real and touched or not, largely depended on Dale's performance. Yasmin said, "I thought this scene..." Charles looked at Yasmin, saying, "The dominance of this drama is your partner. A good partner can always help you to integrate into the right status. Now you're just a greenhand. So, let me lead you later. You just need to follow my lead." Before Yasmin nodded, there came the wailing of Trevor again. But this time, the sound wasn't quite clear as the door had been closed. Yasmin looked at Charles. He seemed not to be influenced at all, but just silently read the scrip on his hand. Then he threw the script to Yasmin, "I have remembered my lines. You go through your lines first. I'll go downstairs to drive that guy away." 'He has already remembered his lines?' Yasmin felt shocked and looked at Charles. He had remembered all with just couples of glances. hadn't he? How amazing he was! Charles slowly went though from Yasmin's admiring eyes and walked down to the first floor. When Trevor, who was still crying out loud, saw Charles went down for him, he instantly stood up and wiped the tears away, "You... finally notice me, your buddy, who was just lovelorn." Charles coldly sneered, "Shame on you!" Trevor retorted, "Probably you would be noisier than I did if Yasmin had left one day!" "Yasmin won't leave me alone!" He firmly said. Every word was so strong as it were a pebble dropping in his heart. No matter what happened, Yasmin wouldn't be leaving. Looking at Charles' face, which was as solemn as a killer, Trevor barely wanted to express his lovelorn feeling any more. He could only shrink his neck and said, "I said it wrong. I apologize for it. Anyway, I am a lonely single dog. I deserve it. I deserve to suffer the pain of no one being fond of me, as the return of that I wasn't fond of anyone before." "You can go to Richard!" Charles was finally relieved. "Forget it!" Speaking of Richard, Trevor frowned more tightly. Richard recently was extremely keen on conducting somehow charity dinner. If Trevor had poured out his woes to him, he might have directly turned him down for no reason but no time. Trevor slowly walked to the door, "Forget it. Only will I do is to cry out loud at somewhere without anyone." After saying so, he opened the door, and was astonished by a girl standing at the door. "Who are you?! Why are you standing at the door?"