Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me! Chapter 124: Dylan Quinn’s Secret Base

Once in the car, Quinn Lockwood still appeared sleepy and didn’t notice Ethan in the back.

"I say, Miss Lowell, can we still proceed with the photoshoot like this?" Ethan’s lazy voice ca from the back.

"Oh my god!" Quinn, startled, couldn’t help but exclaim.

"This is the last set of outdoor shots for today. Once we’re done, the assignnt will be complete," Ethan raised an eyebrow, yawned, and continued, "I’m so tired from you that I need a few days off before heading to Elaria."

Quinn looked at him with a hint of surprise and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, what about it? Savannah, are you reluctant to see go?" Ethan responded in his usual flippant manner, making Quinn roll her eyes dramatically at him.

During their ti working together, Quinn confird one thing: the rumors about Ethan being a perfectionist, an industry legend giving off an imposing aura just by standing there, embodying elegance and nobility in every gesture...

What a load of nonsense!

Shooting the outdoor poster was very simple for Ethan and didn’t require much equipnt, so it was completed quickly.

"Savannah, it’s been a while. Is everything okay with you recently?" Dylan Quinn asked with so concern.

"Just so family matters, but it’s all sorted now," Quinn Lockwood replied with a smile.

Dylan relaxed visibly, looked at Quinn, and suddenly leaned closer, saying, "You still owe a al, you know. We finished early today, so you wouldn’t back out on , would you?"

Quinn t his mischievous eyes and rembered how much Dylan had helped her, and she had promised him a al, so she nodded, patted his shoulder, and said, "Of course, I won’t back out. Just tell what you want to eat, no matter how expensive."

Dylan winked at Quinn. In the bright sunshine, his smile looked pure and clean.

He lightly ruffled Quinn’s hair and leaned closer, saying, "I’ll take you to my secret base. Don’t worry; I won’t take advantage of you."

"It’s a bit of a distance, so let’s have this to tide you over." Dylan took a beautifully wrapped piece of chocolate from his pocket, gently unwrapped it, and handed it to Quinn.

"Thank you." Quinn smiled, took the chocolate, and placed it in her mouth, filling it with a rich, sweet flavor.

"Let’s get in the car. If we’re late, the owner might not be there." Dylan turned around and smoothly placed his black baseball cap on Quinn’s head.

"Wear this to avoid being recognized; it would be bad."

Quinn touched the hat on her head and said, "I think, Superstar Quinn, it would be better for you to wear it. If you get recognized, we might be chased down the street!"

Dylan laughed at Quinn’s adorable expression and pressed down the brim of her hat, covering his mouth as he said, "I have masks and spare hats in the car; don’t worry."

The journey to the "secret base" was indeed a bit long, but Dylan had the car roof open and played so lively dance music. The two chatted and laughed all the way, keeping their spirits high.

After about half an hour, they arrived at a beachside restaurant on a plaza.

It was a place combining classical and modern leisure styles, and upon ascending the slightly creaky wooden stairs, richly carved Chinese mahogany tables ca into view.

They sat at the table beside a floor-to-ceiling window, and with just a slight turn of the head, they could take in the coastal scenery entirely.

"Take a look at what you want to eat. This place has a lot of traditional snacks; you’ll love them." Dylan handed the nu to Quinn with eyes full of gentle amusent.

Onion rabbit roll, golden silk belly soup, Rice cake, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, chicken marrow bamboo... Quinn’s eyes widened with amazent as she looked at the nu; she wanted to try everything!

"How did you find this place?" Quinn pouted, her expression full of indecision.

"I used to co here for a walk when the pressure was intense. It’s my secret base, and you’re the first person I’ve brought here."

After saying this, he gently covered Quinn’s lips with his fingers, feeling her soft lips against them, and whispered, "Don’t tell anyone."

Seeing her dumbfounded expression, Dylan chuckled, and seeing her hesitation, he lightly flicked her forehead and pointed to a few dish nas, saying with a smile, "This one, this one, and this one all taste good. Want to try?"

Quinn looked at Dylan with gratitude and nodded vigorously.

The light pink crystal earrings on the girl’s earlobes flashed warmly in the sunset. Her brownish-black wavy hair, falling lightly on her cheeks, highlighted her beautiful, captivating face.

Her eyes, seemingly a little dreamy as she gazed at the scenery outside, shone with an enticing luster, captivating anyone who took a glance.

"If only I could stay by her side forever." As Dylan thought this, the world seed to suddenly quiet down.

"Savannah, I..." Dylan hesitated to say sothing.

"Sir, your food is here~" coincidentally, the waiter’s voice ca up as they served the dishes.

Quinn withdrew her gaze from afar, touched her belly, which was growling, and smiled, saying, "That was fast; I couldn’t wait any longer."

Dylan’s smile stiffened slightly before he adjusted his expression to be clear and natural, placing a piece of at from the plate into Quinn’s bowl.

"Thanks, then I won’t hold back." Quinn shook her chopsticks.

Almost all of the dishes were finished, and Quinn leaned back in her chair with a slightly conflicted and regretful expression.

"Oh no, I’ve eaten too much; I’m afraid I’ll gain weight!"

"You’ve only had this one al; you won’t gain weight. How about we take a walk by the beach? It’s good to digest the food." Dylan looked at Quinn, his gaze hinting at so expectation.

"Sure, the sumr night’s sea breeze must feel super comfortable." Quinn sat up straight, her eyes lighting up imdiately.

As they went to pay, they were inford that Quinn was the 66th lucky custor and the al was free!

Quinn was a bit incredulous, giving Dylan a scrutinizing look, asking him to honestly admit if he had secretly paid. Dylan just smiled faintly without answering.

Maybe it was the warm and moist sumr sea breeze making them feel a little itch in their hearts.

Dylan quietly glanced at Quinn, noticing her relaxed, carefree expression, and he unconsciously slowed his pace. Walking shoulder to shoulder, they strolled together.

"Savannah, I wanted to tell you..." Dylan pursed his lips but was interrupted by a few voices before finishing his sentence.

"Dylan, is that you? Who’s the girl next to you? Is she your girlfriend?"