hollywood billionaire

Chapter 332 It turns out to be her (Part )

Ever since she noticed that the four of them were surrounded by stars, the lively Isabella Rodriguez had been thinking of ways to have further contact with them.

Anyway, I was lucky enough to sneak into the booth area, so I should work harder to make this music festival experience more perfect.

Moreover, no one has come to the deck where they are now, and even the two men who brought them in just now are missing. Therefore, if they go to other places to play now, they will not be able to play. It doesn't seem very polite.

If you can't find anyone, who can you tell me to be polite?

Isabella discussed her idea of ​​breaking into the Hollywood social circle with her three best friends, and everyone was a little tempted, especially McKinsey. Izzy could see that although McKinsey was quite resistant to her proposal on the surface, saying "we shouldn't bother others rashly", if she could really be placed in the middle of Miley Cyrus and Margot- In the middle of Robbie, she would probably faint from excitement. If Holsh joined in later, her heart might stop on the spot.

However, it is not easy to get into a circle that does not belong to them, especially when the people in this circle are almost all well-known celebrities. Despite the fact that they were whispering, chatting and laughing, and seemed very easy-going, there were seven or eight security personnel guarding the outside. In this case, don't talk to them. Even if you raise your phone and point it at them to take pictures, someone will probably notice them and stop them.

A shortcut must be found.

Isabella looked around and saw that only the young Asian man leaning on the railing alone at the moment, concentrating on the performance, could be called a shortcut.

First of all, he had just had a long conversation with Barbara Palvin and Karlie Kloss, and he seemed to have a very personal relationship with them.

Secondly, he told the sexy beauty that McKenzie said was Karlie Kloss’s boyfriend...what was her name? Oh, yes, Joshua Kushner whispered for at least another twenty minutes, feeling like a business partner he had worked with before.

Once again, the two beautiful girls who came to the booth area with him were currently at the center of that star-studded social circle, chatting animatedly with Barbara Palvin and Miley Cyrus.

At last……

The man himself looked pretty good.

Although he is not within the scope of Isabella's traditional mate selection criteria, his charm cannot be denied.

Such a grand special event should have an unforgettable special experience.

For a change of taste, it’s nice to have Chinese food.

Isabella has always been a go-getter who dares to think and act. After making up her mind, she just blinked at her girlfriends and said, "It's up to me." Then she stood up and moved to Korea. passed.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't be able to approach Han Yi so easily, but by chance, when she came to Las Vegas this time, considering that Han Site had hired a lot of security personnel on site, Han Yi, who was not well-known in the first place, directly Kian Griffin and Fiamu Derwig had a few days off and were not allowed to travel with them.

So, the scene that made Madison Beer almost crush the microphone happened like this.

"What's the difference between primera vista and tengo que pasar otra vez por tu lado?"

"what?"

Feeling the pressure coming from his left arm, Han Yi turned around and found a... basically a Latina girl wearing nothing, squeezing him with her body that showed off all her beauty.

Han Yi's eyes moved down a few inches, and then, as if he was electrocuted, he forced himself to bring his eyes back to the level of the other person's face, not daring to go further than that. Then, he calmly took a step back and put some distance between the two of them.

It wasn't that the girl in front of him wasn't attractive enough, but he could clearly feel that there were six laser rays behind him, burning his back.

Extremely dangerous.

"Sorry, I don't speak Spanish." Han Yi quickly turned his head and glanced. After confirming that his sixth sense was accurate, he cleared his throat and gave Isabella a smile.

He really didn't understand Spanish.

And even if you can understand it, it will be difficult to respond to the other party's speaking speed, which is faster than a machine gun.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Isabella flipped up her hair, "I said - Hi."

"Oh, really." Isabella's way of striking up a conversation was indeed sophisticated. She used cultural and language differences to create a perfect opening line, which made Han Yi laugh. "I didn't expect that the way to say hello in Spanish is so complicated."

"That's because I want to do more than just say hello." Isabella tilted her head, letting the long hair exuding the fragrance of chamomile and honey pour down from her shoulders like a waterfall, also tempting Han Yi to go Admire her toned body with Brazilian wax and coconut-flavored deodorant.

Isabella is very confident. Her slightly lazy husky voice, coupled with this seductive gesture of refusing to welcome, may not necessarily make people fall in love instantly, but it combines the wild desires of men. To wake up, you still have to hold on to it.

"Nice to meet you." How could Han Yi not know Isabella's true thoughts? He just deliberately chose not to answer the call. After all, although the Latin beauty is good, she is completely inferior to him... and owes so many love debts.

He didn't dare to cause more trouble for himself, and Isabella's cool style of showing off every inch of her body to others in broad daylight didn't quite suit him either.

It's Eye Candy, but it's not the kind of candy you want to put in your mouth and savor.

So, he stretched out his hand and made the smile on his lips become more formal and official: "My name is Yi."

"Isabella...well, such a soft hand." Isabella held Han Yi's hand generously, not forgetting to rub the back of his hand twice with her fingertips, "So...Yi, I have a feeling that you should...not be here as an audience."

"Your feeling is correct." If it were Xiaoru, Yuzhen, Barbara or Maddie - when it was expanded like this, the list seemed a bit long - Han Yi would definitely tease them a little bit. , but when facing Isabella, his reply became extremely serious, "I'm here to work."

"That must be a very important job, right?" Isabella naturally put her hand on Han Yi's chest and smoothed out the subtle wrinkles on his suit. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have dressed so well."

"Does it look good? I think it's a bit old-fashioned."

Just when Han Yi's body stiffened and he was racking his brains to think about how to escape from Isabella's pressing step by step, a burst of hearty laughter came from behind his head at the right time. "However, you are right, this man's work is indeed very important... He is the founder of the music festival you see, Mad City."

Looking at Barbara Pavin who suddenly appeared with a smile on her face, Isabella Rodriguez was stunned on the spot and even forgot to take her arm back from Han Yi's chest.

"Ah, I forgot, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Barbara." The Hungarian supermodel glanced at Isabella's dirty paw still covering Han Yi's chest, frowned slightly, and then He made his smile brighter, and took Isabella's hand directly with seemingly enthusiasm, taking it away from the place where it shouldn't be.

Only Isabella could feel how strong Barbara's hand was.

"Yi Yi, boys should protect themselves when they go out...be careful of bad women."

Xu Yiru, who was beside Barbara, got in front of Han Yi and deliberately wiped the place where Isabella had touched with her hands, as if to completely erase the malicious contact. Two or three seconds later, as if she had just discovered Isabella's existence, she turned around apologetically, faced the latter, and smiled an innocent smile that did not seem offensive.

"Ah, sorry, I shouldn't have spoken Chinese. What I said was - Hi."

Oh, this little girl looks gentle and gentle, but when she stretches out her claws, it really hurts to scratch someone.

Han Yi looked at Xiao Ru's side face and felt happy in his heart.

Fortunately, he held his ground and kept his distance. Judging from her "greeting", the three girls should have quietly approached him long ago, otherwise they would not have heard Isabella's second pick-up line.

"Hi."

As for Zhao Youzhen, who is taciturn in front of outsiders, the way he protects his husband is even more swift and direct. She first looked at Xu Yiru's paw, which was equally dirty in her eyes, bit her lower lip, resisted the urge to engage in civil war, and pointed the gun at the outside first.

Already tall, she raised her chin slightly, looked at Isabella from top to bottom, and then smiled with an unknown meaning, but one that looked extremely cold.

"Yoo-Jin."

Isabella didn't know if this Asian woman who looked about the same height as Barbara was also a supermodel, and she didn't know if the two syllables she just spoke were her name or the expression " She only knew the word "bitch"... She seemed to have dug a big hole.

She thought too simply.

This man is actually the founder of Mad City Music Festival.

When he arrived at the booth area with him, the two girls who looked particularly like colleagues seemed to be his girlfriends.

That's right, it looks like it's both.

and……

Why is Barbara Pavin protecting him?

If I hold this hand any longer, I will lose consciousness.

"Thank you! Mad City! Thank you, Las Vegas!"

"Let us give our warmest applause and cheers to Machine-Gun-Kelly again!"

Madison Beale, who raised his left arm high and directed the audience to send off the special guest Machine Gun Kelly on the stage, kept looking at Han Yi from the corner of his eye, always paying attention to what was going on here.

After seeing Barbara Pavin and Xu Yiru come forward, Tracy McGrady's eyes suddenly twitched, and her voice almost broke when she called MGK's name.

This Grace Xu would go to the office of Xinghui Building whenever she had nothing to do, and she would visit her more frequently than she did. Maddie had already suspected her.

As for Barbara, she is an old suspect who was inadvertently leaked by Billie during the first concert of Future Now: The Tour.

Both of them have to be careful, neither of them have good intentions.

Fortunately, there was Zhao Youzhen standing next to him.

With her manager present, I believe they don't dare to be too arrogant.

"It's incredible to see each and every one of your smiling faces here today."

Madison was pacing back and forth on the stage while adjusting the monitor headphone receiver on her lower back. Using this posture, she could more naturally pay attention to the dynamics in the booth area.

“Music connects us in so many ways and it’s moments like this that really remind me why I do what I do. Seeing all of your faces and feeling this dreamy atmosphere… Your energy, your enthusiasm - it's just amazing. I'm so grateful for being with me, listening to my music with so much love. You are the best!"

Amid the cheers of tens of thousands of people, Madison narrowed her eyes slightly. After seeing clearly that Han Yi's chest was being repeatedly fought for control like the Golan Heights, she took a deep breath before continuing.

"I'm about to sing a song that's very close to my heart, and it's called 'No Promises.' It's about the complexity of love. Love is beautiful, but it's not always that simple, right?" "No Promises" is about that. It's about caution, about having to be careful about blind impulses, about carefully choosing the people you open your heart to, about not making promises easily, and about... remembering what we've done promise."

"So, when I sing this song, you can maybe imagine that person, or those people, in your life. The ones you love, the ones who make you wary. This song is dedicated to all of you, but especially Dedicated to those who face temptations of all kinds..."

Facing Han Yi's direction, Madison took off his monitoring earphones, ignored Ori Blistan's constant timeout warnings, and shouted loudly.

""No Promises", let's go!"

　I'm recovering from my illness soon, and I won't be writing three or four thousand words a day like this. I'll recover soon and save a lot of chapters to make up for everyone!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)