hollywood billionaire

Chapter 164

"How can I attract any girl?"

Han Yi shrugged, wanting to turn over this page as soon as possible.

"Nothing."

"I see."

Barbara patted her forehead, looking suddenly enlightened.

"money."

"Is there any other reason? It must be for your money."

"No, none of them..."

The impulse that blurted out was overshadowed by the annoyance of regret.

Han Yi sighed helplessly, and looked at the Hungarian girl in front of him who was very happy because of her successful fishing.

He always set others up, and this time he finally got his shoes wet by the river.

"bring it on."

Barbara blinked her eyes, showing the air of a successful plan in every picture.

"Spill the beans, Chandler Bing."

"Why does everyone think I look like Chandler?" Han Yi stared at Barbara with some amusement, "I'm not him. I don't have a father who was a drag queen in Las Vegas, and I don't have a writer The mother whose novel sold [-] million copies. Oh, but, I do have…”

"If you're going to compare me to Janice again, get ready for my wrath."

Barbara Pavin geared up to show Han Yi her Magyar steppe warrior blood.

"I didn't say anything." Han Yi made a gesture of surrender, "However, there are really no beans to spill. Are there girls around me? Of course. I think everyone will meet in their lives. Women who are closer. Do they care about me? There is no doubt that we care about each other and support each other. But do they really like me? I mean, at least no one has ever told me to my face."

As small as?Just danced once in Carmel-by-the-Sea.

Yoo Jin?Hugged in front of Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco because of my father's affairs.

Tracy?This one's a bit tricky...this one's been kissed mouth to mouth twice.

But if memory is correct, they should have never expressed their mutual admiration.

So, he didn't lie.

"Ha, more than I thought..."

Barbara narrowed her eyes, and the sea-blue pupils seemed to have turned into X-ray rays, which directly passed through the mask Han Yi carefully put on, reaching the flesh and blood.

"Well, let me ask, you just say yes or no."

"Why should I play this with you?" Han Yi stubbornly resisted.

"I can see that you have a lot to say, but you can't find the right listener. Or, they listen, but can't give you the answer you want."

Barbara glanced at Fei Yamu who was roaring loudly not far away, and turned her gaze back to Han Yi's face.

"I'm a good listener, an excellent mind reader, and a master keeper of secrets. And, even if I wanted to reveal your secret to the public, no one would listen to me."

Having said that, Barbara pushed down her peaked cap again, so as not to attract the attention of others.

With more than two million followers on Instagram, Barbara Pavon, who is dotted with L'Oreal billboards all over London, can always meet fans who recognize her in the most unexpected places.

"They only aimed at me, only the camera, no microphone. This is why many celebrity friends are willing to talk to me. I can give them the answer they are looking for. It may be an innate talent, or it may be watching. There are more books on psychology, and I don't know ... and, no one can ever hear negative news about anyone from my mouth."

Barbara pinched the index finger and thumb of her right hand, and slowly passed between her lips, making a movement of zipping up the zipper.

"So, it doesn't matter if you don't want to play. But I have a hunch that I will be the only suitable conversation partner for you for a long time."

"...Okay, I'll play with you."

This time, Han Yi paused for an unusually long time.He didn't accept the invitation until the raindrops outside the window had decayed to the point where only two or three occasionally hit the glass.

"Don't worry, it's going to be fun."

Barbara put away her mobile phone stuck on the Twitter homepage and smiled.

"Okay, so, first question..."

Barbara groped her chin, her eyes were meticulous and focused like scientific research.

"By your side, at this moment, there are four... no, three girls who have romantic entanglements with you."

"you……"

When Han Yi picked up the glass, he was frightened by Barbara's words, and almost lost his grip and dropped the glass to the ground.

witch?

"Uh-uh, remember, this is a yes-no game."

Barbara shook her index finger and smiled mysteriously.

"I'm sure it'll help you confide better, too, without having to say anything else. Isn't it?"

"Yes."

Han Yi nodded in response, not knowing whether he was answering this question or the last one.

"Okay, second question. Are they attractive?"

"Yes."

"The kind that you will miss in your heart for a long time when you see it on the street?"

"Yes."

"The one that looks better than me?"

"Barbara..."

"This is a joke, no need to answer."

The Hungarian girl waved away the last question with a wave of her arm.

"The next question will start to become more serious."

"The first girl, is it from the same place as you?"

"Yes, so to speak."

"Just answer yes or no."

Barbara bit her lower lip and looked up for a moment in thought.

"She's your classmate, whether it's in high school or college."

"……Yes."

Han Yi began to feel a little scared.

"You have the same cultural background, and when you met in a foreign country far away from home, what first drew you together was the warmth and peace of mind you felt after each other's company. Is it or not?"

"Yes."

"Slowly, she found that the company accumulated over time has become a habit, and the habit has become another completely different emotion. She likes you. Is it or not?"

"Look, it's really hard to answer this kind of question, because I'm not her, how would I know..."

"But no matter how much she likes you, you can't find the same feeling. You know she's not your type at all. Is it or isn't it?" Barbara switched to the next question very quickly, without giving Han Yi has no reaction time.

"Actually, I..."

Han Yi's tongue was tied, and he hesitated for a long time before speaking in a low voice.

"No."

"I like her."

Just like what Barbara said, Han Yi's twisted and tangled personality really needs simple therapy and a quick and easy response.

"You like her, but you don't make up your mind to choose her, because there are other options around you that look equally attractive. Or, when you are about to take that step, a new temptation appears. For example Second, she comes from... your current work environment."

"Yes or no?"

"Yes." Han Yi raised his head and took a big mouthful of Sprite to suppress his shock, "I don't like the direction this conversation is going, and I'm starting to regret it."

Don't really know witchcraft, can you?

"No, you don't."

Barbara pursed her lips and smiled, and continued to ask.

"This girl, and I mean the second one, came into your life without warning. Same hobby, same pursuit, hey, maybe the same way of talking and thinking."

"Her appearance makes you start to ask yourself a question in your heart."

"Is there really only one in this world?"

"In this world, is there only one person who can become your destiny?"

"Yes or no?"

"I'm sure now, Barbara."

Han Yi stared straight at Barbara Pavon, as if he saw an alien.

"decide what?"

"I'm sure you're a witch." Han Yi tried in vain to ease the atmosphere with jokes, or change the subject, "Just pour poison down my throat, I'm ready."

"I'm not a witch, but I can read people's hearts very well."

Barbara did not tease Han Yi in turn, but replied quite seriously.

The so-called mind reading technique that looks like magic to ordinary people is actually quite simple.

Everyone, rich or poor, high or low, thinks they are unique because they can only see the world from their own perspective.

So, naturally, they would also think that the hesitation they experienced was unique.

But as long as they stand on a more macro perspective, they will naturally be surprised to find that the experience that no one can truly understand and empathize with is actually the normal state of human beings.

This is the true meaning of the bystander clear.

Do you think that Han Yi is the only billionaire who is surrounded by countless beauties like a flock of butterflies, so he is bothered by it?
The truth that he tried his best to hide is clearly recorded in the opened pages of history books.

"Okay, then, there's one last one left."

There is no need for Han Yi to give a clear answer, his reaction has revealed the truth to Barbara.

"The last one...Hmmm, it's hard to read. She may come from any field and any aspect, and she may be attracted by your successful career, good-looking face or friendly personality, and become your most daring admirer."

"If I'm not mistaken, she should be younger than you. Yes or no?"

"Yes."

"Ah, then I probably know that she is an artist you have worked with, or even signed with you."

Barbara clasped her hands to her lips and asked word by word.

"Yes or no?"

"I can't admit or deny your guess, Barbara, I'm sure you can understand."

Han Yi's voice sounded soft.

"I'm not afraid of whether I will be affected, but any suggestion related to it may ruin her career, and I am not prepared to do that."

"I understand... Yi, I can understand. Sorry, on this issue, you really should ensure that her privacy is not violated..."

"...Especially if she's aggressive and you're barely coping. Yes or no?"

The conversation changed, and Barbara's question became more pointed.

"If you never know her true identity... yes."

"Don't worry, even if I know, I'll pretend not to know. As I said, I'm a master keeper of secrets."

Barbara picked up the glass again and added a hop mustache to herself.

The football game on TV has reached the final stage of the first half. In the 44th minute, Memshay’s free kick from the right side of the penalty area missed the goal by brushing the upper side net, attracting double-headed eagles in the Phoenix Bar. The fans exclaimed and sighed.

But whether it is Han Yi or Barbara, these two hardcore fans seem to have temporarily lost their interest in the green sports.

Barbara asked Han Yi a series of questions faster and faster.

More precisely, it was she who was making the statement, and Han Yi was affirming her statement.

"With their admiration, you can fully feel the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction as a man."

"Yes."

"The sense of fulfillment and fulfillment is so great that you don't want to make it less. You know, if you make the ultimate choice, three relationships become one. One, it becomes three one."

"Yes."

"'How do I choose'? You're thinking, 'Whoever I choose, the other two will be hurt, they...'"

"Do not."

"Huh?" Barbara tilted her head suspiciously, "I haven't finished yet."

"I understand, Barbara, but from the description of your first sentence, I already know that I should answer 'no'... Do you know why?"

Han Yi leaned forward slightly, his palms overlapping like children in a choir.

"Why?" Barbara also leaned forward and asked quite curiously.

"Because, this is not a video game. Things between men and women are not a single choice of one party..."

"And my right to choose..."

Han Yi looked at Barbara without blinking.

"The moment I slept with you, I threw it into the trash can by myself."

"I?"

Now it was Barbara Parvin's turn to panic.She pointed to herself, licking her dry lips.

"Yes...but don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with you personally. I'm not saying I'm... in love with you, or implying anything else."

Han Yi stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling Barbara to feel relieved.

"Put it another way... I learned who I am through you, Barbara."

"A vacillating, greedy, indecisive person who thinks he is good but always hurts everyone around him..."

"Someone like my father."

Han Yi didn't want to say it, and Barbara didn't want to ask, but in this game that was doomed to distraction, they couldn't avoid failure.

"You're right, I can feel that they—at least for now—only have one person in their eyes. No matter how the surroundings change, no matter where the source comes from, their emotions are so strong and pure."

"But I, like you said, I was still struggling with the choice. What choice would lead to the best future, and what choice would minimize the harm. Or, if I didn't choose , can you 'protect' them."

"Oh my god, protect..."

Han Yi looked up at the ceiling and took a long breath.On a still-steep early London summer night, white mist drifted around like the thick smog the city was once accustomed to.

"I thought my indecision was due to my thoughtfulness, my concern, my... greatness..."

"I should have turned you down, Barbara."

Han Yi raised his hand and aimed at Barbara Pavin.

"After the first kiss, I should have distanced myself and told you that there were three girls on the other side of the sea who liked me and I liked them. If I did, I would be hurting them and disloyal to me Own."

"But I can't resist you. I mean, it's not even intellect fighting emotion, it's intellect and emotion yelling at me 'what are you waiting for'. No, there's a little more...maybe choosing to respond to you At that moment, I also hope to use this method to make a simple and happy choice that may not be correct."

"Sorry." Barbara looked sad, "If I knew this was the case, I wouldn't... I mean, although I know you must have a lot of entangled feelings, I thought you were a... ..."

"No, I'm telling you for the thousandth time that this has nothing to do with you. Without you, there would be... I don't know, other Victoria's Secret angels, or other temptations of the same degree appeared in front of me, and I still Can't say no."

"So, I can't say no to you, not because you're so unbelievably beautiful that Vogue would pay six figures to put you on the cover. And not because you're - and I still think - the healthiest and most perfect model Body. So perfect that Victoria's Secret hasn't given you an exclusive contract, it can only be said to be their loss."

"I can't refuse you, it's my nature."

"I am a playful person. Facing the gorgeous world that is rushing towards me, I have no choice but to embrace it."

Having said that, Han Yi shook his head and laughed at himself.

"As arrogant as it may sound, even conceited. But the truth is - I'm rich, and I'll always be rich. I'm so rich that it's built a wall behind me, Or a circular stone circle. Those temptations, as long as they pass by me, will inevitably be intercepted and stopped to visit."

"Maybe so, but that's not me." Barbara urgently denied, "At least... I approached you not because of your wealth. It's..."

"I understand, if you are because of those, I wouldn't sit here and talk to you so much."

He said so, but Han Yi didn't agree with it in his heart.

Maybe Barbara Parvin didn't have the pleasure of having two nights of fish and water with him for the pursuit of wealth.

But this Han Yi in her eyes could never get rid of the halo of money.

A large part of his fatal attraction to the opposite sex is due to his unfathomable capital accumulation and the disturbance in the entertainment industry in the past quarter.

If there is no such a wealth that is difficult for ordinary people to accurately measure and understand, Han Yi's shining point may be some strange habits that make people frown, and it would be good if he does not lose points.

for example.

An average Asian boy who is at a loss in front of women?Too bad!

A Chinese billionaire who is at a loss in front of women?God, rare treasures!
"What I want to express is that when I know that I can't refuse the temptation, I can't get rid of the temptation, and I can't be immune to the temptation in a short time, I should not choose any of them. On the contrary, I should use up It may be a peaceful and painless way to slowly stay away from them, so that they no longer have the possibility of being hurt."

"Don't you, don't you have that... the urge to possess it all?"

Barbara Parvin murmured.

"For a lot of men, it seems like their dream."

"Of course there is such an impulse. You are right. This is indeed the dream of many men, and it is also mine. It is embarrassing, but it must be admitted. Because admitting that there is a problem is the first step in solving the problem."

Han Yi shrugged and smiled indifferently.

"However, total possession is just an animal manifestation, a male reproductive urge, and our instinct to reproduce as many offspring as possible. Can I do this? Of course I can. Beg and borrow and steal and lie, nothing No matter what you do, you will always get what you want.”

"But at what cost?"

"I think the real cost is that I have three partners who love me at the same time, and they sleep with this fear every day: Will he stay with me tomorrow, or will he go to the other two ?”

"What if, by some miraculous circumstance, they and I started three families at the same time. Every morning our kids would wake up -- in three different houses -- and ask their mother the same question. "

"'Where's Daddy'?"

Listening to Han Yi's description, Barbara Pavon, who couldn't help but bring herself into the situation, already had goosebumps all over her body.

"Everyone has a variety of identities. Maybe in front of me, they are just 'young girls who like me'. But we must not forget that they are also the most precious daughters of a pair of parents, and they are the most cherished daughters of her children in the future. Loving mother. Could be your mother, could be my mother."

"So, now that I've made so many mistakes selfishly, now, it's time to end it all. Slowly alienate them, let their liking for me fade away... as long as it takes long enough, no relationship is static , isn't it?"

At least on the surface, Han Yi's smile is relaxed and bright now.

"In this way, they will not be hurt again. And I can also face up to my nature, and do what animals will do with those who have no feelings for me and will not be hurt by me."

Han Yi's words echoed in Barbara's ears. This time, it was the Hungarian girl's turn to fall into a long silence.

The commercials on the TV were all over, and the 22 players of the French and Albanian teams were running again at the Velodrome Stadium. Barbara Pavon took a deep breath and put on her iconic energetic smile again.

"...Yi, in case one day I forget."

"Remember to remind me...don't fall in love with you."

Through this game that she started intentionally or unintentionally, Barbara got all the answers that could answer her doubts.

Some of these answers were completely expected, while the other part caught her off guard.

A man who is funny and sincere, but also confused and struggling.

A person who is less perfect because of his flaws, but more perfect because he dares to face his flaws.

Very contradictory.

It made Barbara more excited, and it also made Barbara more afraid.

"If you can fall in love with me again after hearing what I just said, you deserve it."

Han Yi clinked glasses with Barbara and blinked.

"Life hack: don't."

"I'll try my best."

Barbara Pavon drank the remaining beer in the glass, wiped her mouth, and glanced at Fiyamu Derwig, who was still fully engaged in the game.

"This game doesn't seem to be very good ... no goals yet."

"Yes." Han Yi looked at the very clear 0:0 on the upper left of the ITV live broadcast screen, and nodded in response.

"Then you say, how about we hold a competition ourselves?"

Barbara bit her lower lip again.But this time, it was not because of thinking, but because of lust.

"While it's still early in the night, have a friendly match where you can actually score goals."

"I am listening."

Han Yi knew what Barbara's purpose was.

After this dangerous conversation, Wushan Yunyu was the best way to "take a step back" in the relationship between the two.

If you accept the invitation, it is a way to show that everything they have between the two of them is nothing but the most primitive and authentic physiological needs.

"Your townhouse, or my hotel?"

Han Yi chose to accept.

"I'm over there, this time I don't want to stay overnight without removing my makeup."

"Okay, what about us?"

"Let's go now."

Barbara Pavon put her hand gently in the middle of Han Yi's palm, and the Hungarian supermodel who was once relegated to the world tonight became the unworldly goddess again.

(End of this chapter)