hollywood billionaire

Chapter 453 Your wife gave you a gift
"My...birthday present?"

Han Yi opened his mouth slightly and stood there in a daze.

It seems... my birthday is indeed coming soon.

It was four days later.

11 month 11 day.

He was so busy that he forgot about it, but the girl in front of him with spring eyes actually remembered it and even prepared something for him...

"Yujin, did you really buy me... a car?" Han Yi's eyes moved back and forth between the Aston Martin logo on the white wall and the Korean girl's pretty face, which had obviously turned more than one shade redder. "Is it an Aston Martin?"

"Yes."

From cheekbones to chin, Zhao Youzhen felt like her whole face was about to burn - in order to say "Happy birthday, baby" in Mandarin just now, she did a lot of homework and carefully studied the subtle differences between different nicknames in Chinese.

She went through all the related topics on Zhihu.

"Dear" feels a bit too formal.

"Good boy", but it seems a bit childish.

"Brother", there is no need to emphasize his Korean ancestry so much.

"Husband"... Hehe, it sounds nice, I want to call you.

…But no! Really no!

How could she be the first to say that!
At least we have to wait for Han Yi to call her wife first, right?
After much thought, Yuzhen still feels that "baby", which has the same meaning as the English word "babe", best fits their current situation.

They both know each other's feelings, but they haven't officially reached that stage yet, and it's not even the ambiguous stage...it's probably not even there yet.

At this time, "baby" is the most intimate and sweetest nickname she can say.

Moreover, you can attack when you advance and defend when you retreat.

After all, in English, it is okay to casually call a slightly familiar friend of the opposite sex "babe" in certain circumstances.

The reason I stared at my phone last night was nothing more than this matter.

I stared at the ceiling in the early morning, unable to sleep, and practiced over and over in my mind, all for this matter.

After falling in love, every bit of a girl's thoughts is so delicate and lovely.

When Zhao Youzhen woke up in the morning, she felt that she was fully prepared. But unexpectedly, when Han Yi heard this sweet call from the voice to the content, she seemed to be relatively calm and had no special reaction, but she herself got excited first.

So shy, but really... I like it so much, so happy.

My chest felt bloated and hot, and it felt like something was about to overflow.

Can I call him that every time we are alone from now on?

If he called me that, would I... pass out from a blood sugar overload like I did the last time I ate cheesecake at Peter Luger?

"This is the first birthday I've spent with you, and it's also the first gift I've given you...so I want to make it special."

"I want you to...always remember it."

Pink bubbles are dancing with every beat of the heart, and Yuzhen's voice is becoming more hoarse and dry, but sweeter and more alluring. Just like marshmallows roasted to a brown brown by the campfire, it is hot and soft when you put it in your mouth, and it is dense and long when you taste it carefully.

"But this... is really expensive."

The throat rolled, and Han Yi subconsciously swallowed again. But judging from the amplitude and speed this time, it was obviously much more difficult than the last time.

"The cheapest one should cost about $200,000, right?"

"And what about the gift you gave me?"

Yuzhen frowned, her unhappiness clearly written on her face. She lifted her long hair covering her ears and showed Han Yi the diamond accessories hanging below her earlobe.

"How much is this earring?"

"You... wore it out?"

Han Yi was even more surprised. The earrings Yuzhen was wearing were the pair of Harry Winston Diamond Loops that he had bought for her in Las Vegas.

2 pear-shaped diamonds, 7.52 carats.

82 round diamonds, 5.45 carats.

Price before tax: $72.32.

How could he not remember?

He still remembered that from the time he received this set of gifts until now, Zhao Youzhen had never worn them in public.

"Not only am I wearing this, I'm also wearing... this."

With his fingertips moving down along the neck, Zhao Youzhen began to unbutton the buttons of his white shirt one by one.

"Hey, hey, no, what are you doing?!"

Han Yi was almost going crazy. He subconsciously glanced at the young white man who was still waiting at the side entrance of the parking lot, and hurriedly put his hand between Youzhen's chest and the windshield.

"What did you think I was going to show you?"

In fact, when she unbuttoned the first button, Yuzhen found that her behavior seemed inappropriate. But when she saw Han Yi blushing, pretending to be a gentleman, but his eyes were as if glued and motionless, the Korean girl bit her lower lip, smiled happily and cunningly, and sped up her hands.

Only when the soul-stirring groove was half exposed in the air did Yuzhen stop and click and pull the Fifth Avenue Crossover necklace with his thumb.

"How much is this necklace? How much do it and the earrings cost together?"

how much is it?
How could Han Yi care about so many things?
His eyes are about to fall out...

“This is different!”

Using the last bit of rationality he had left, Han Yi pulled his gaze away and looked back at Yu Zhen's face.

"This is a gift from your aunt. It doesn't count as something I bought..."

"Okay, it doesn't count as something you bought. What about the Beethoven manuscript? Don't think I don't know the price just because you don't tell me. There are more than one Beethoven manuscript that has been traded."

"No, this... is still different."

Han Yi racked his brains to find an argument for himself.

"I bought this manuscript because of your outstanding work performance and to encourage you to continue the career you love. And, and... my situation is different from yours. I have spare money to spend, but your tuition is still... well, the tuition is settled, but there are still many daily expenses. How can you come up with such a large sum of money..."

"Why are you so... annoying?"

Han Yi wanted to win the debate and convince Zhao Youzhen with gentle persuasion, but he never expected that the latter had no intention of signing up for the competition and simply overturned the table.

"Why are you unwilling to accept other people's kindness?"

The Korean girl grabbed Han Yi's hand and pulled it in front of her.

"I'm asking you, do you not like me anymore?"

No, why did you open it directly?

I haven't even touched it, and it's already three o'clock!

What are you going to do!
"You do this all day long..."

"Don't fool me."

Yuzhen held Han Yi's hand a little tighter.

"Like it or not, I want to hear the answer."

Han Yi has summed up a rule.

The more reasonable a girl is in normal times, the more unreasonable she becomes when she is being unreasonable.

Do you think it's nonsense?
Xu Yiru, Zhao Youzhen, Madison Beer, and Barbara Pavin are all like this!
There are four control groups, and his theory is definitely correct!

"Of course I like it..."

When Han Yi said this, his breath was quite weak. It was not because his feelings for Zhao Youzhen had deteriorated, but because he himself felt that he was a bit of a scumbag.

He could also tell the same answer to three other people.

"Don't use so many interjections!" Youzhen looked a little angry. "Answer me properly. I want the simplest and most direct answer! Like it or not!"

"like."

"How much do you like it?"

"like very much."

"Would you like to see me angry?"

"I don't want to."

"Would you like to see me sad?"

"I don't want to."

"Then why don't you want to accept my gift?" Youzhen's tone softened a little, and the force applied to his hands was also reduced a lot. "You like me, I like you, and it's normal for us to give each other gifts. Do you want me to be the kind of person who only accepts but doesn't give in return?"

"That's not what I meant." Han Yi sighed, "I'm really worried about your financial situation... Things are so bad with your family, and you don't want me to help you, so you can only rely on salary and commission..."

"Salary and commission, aren't you helping me?" Yuzhen interrupted him directly, "Salary and commission, are they really earned by my own efforts?"

"If it's not your efforts, then whose efforts are you relying on?" Han Yi wanted to spread his hands, but found that his hands were still tightly held in front of him by Yu Zhen. "Aren't you the one who leads so many artists? With so much work, could it be that you have done it all by yourself?"

"Which company would let a college student do this kind of work?"

Zhao Youzhen blocked it with one word.

"Yes, I hope everyone thinks I am independent and autonomous. I work so hard that others don't think I am unworthy of being here. But you know, I can't... deny this fact, and I don't want to deny this fact. If you weren't willing to give me this opportunity, how could I have this opportunity?"

"I know I gave you this opportunity, but Yujin, I don't want you to take it too seriously. First of all, I am willing to give you this opportunity because you introduced me to a group of great artists. You provided the resources, so I gave you the opportunity. Secondly, if you didn't perform well, I wouldn't have allowed you to stay in the company for so long, right? Your efforts and your achievements are obvious to everyone, so don't underestimate yourself."

"Let's not talk about this. Today is not about me."

Yuzhen's waving of her hands looked a bit irritable at first glance, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up into a nice arc. She understood that Han Yi didn't want her to have this kind of mentality of being given charity by him more than she did, so he had always paid special attention to taking care of her emotions in this regard.

It was this kind of gentleness that moistened everything silently that made her fall deeper and deeper into the trap irretrievably.

"No matter what others think, you have helped me open a new door and given me the opportunity to have a different life... Even if there is nothing else, just for this, I give you a gift as a thank you, is it too much?"

"Just for this, you're giving me a car worth more than $200,000?"

"What about you? You gave me more than a million dollars worth of jewelry. Why?"

For cash back, silly girl.

Of course, such lewd words should never be spoken out loud.

If he said it out loud, he would probably have to be reborn again.

"I'll say it again, that was a gift from my mother to you, not from me."

"Okay, then Auntie won't give such an expensive gift to anyone she sees, right?" At this point, Yuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, "I believe Auntie also has her requirements and expectations. Since I accepted her gift, I have to find a way to become the person she expects me to be."

"What can she expect, she..."

"Stop talking about that!"

Zhao Youzhen discovered that overturning the table was the most suitable method to deal with Han Yi.

She made up her mind and pressed Han Yi's hand on her chest.

"Do you want the gift I gave you?"

"If you don't want it, just take this necklace... and the earrings too, and I'll give them back to you."

“Are you crazy, Yujin?”

Han Yi let out a low cry.

He was in a hurry to break free... well, not that anxious.

After all, there was more than just the necklace where Zhao Youzhen asked him to hold down.

“Someone’s watching!”

But you still have to do your talking well.

"Just watch."

Zhao Youzhen stared at Han Yi without looking away.

"One word, will you accept it?"

"Take it, take it, I'll take it, I'll take it."

Hey...why did you let go when I said I wanted to take it?

How can I continue to pretend that I want to break free but can't?
"Such a simple thing, but you have to make me talk for so long..."

Zhao Youzhen lowered her head and buttoned her clothes back up one by one.

She grumbled, noticing that her face was now hot enough to fry bacon on.

"Okay, get out of the car... oh, yeah, one last thing."

After unbuckling her seat belt, Yu-jin raised her index finger and gave final instructions.

"After we go in, you will be Mr. Han and I will be Mrs. Han. We will be a newlywed couple."

"what?"

"I don't want others to think that I'm giving this kind of gift to...my boyfriend. If that happens, what kind of person would I be?" Zhao Youzhen's self-defense sounded like a coquettish complaint, "It's not so strange for a wife to give a car to her husband."

Although it's not a direct name, it still feels sweet to secretly satisfy my urge to say it this way.

Hehe, that’s great.

"But when a car dealer sells a car, they have to register their identity information. At our age, isn't that more of a problem?"

"They've known each other since childhood, been together since childhood, and been engaged since childhood... They don't understand Asians."

Zhao Youzhen had already thought of what to say. She pushed open the car door, then turned and smiled at Han Yi.

"Let's go."

"So, you... were so absent-minded at home yesterday, was it because of this?"

Han Yi spoke slowly, using this method to hide his slightly trembling fingertips.

The word "baby" just now has caused the insulin in his body to work like crazy until now.

“That’s part of it.”

"Part of the reason?"

Han Yi pushed open the car door and looked at Youzhen's back, who was two steps faster than him.

Oops, my legs are a little weak.

"What's the other part of the reason?"

"Today is a happy day, I don't want to talk about it...not yet."

Yuzhen turned sideways and hooked her finger at him, her expression brighter than the sunlight shining overhead.

"Come on, Mr. Han."

"Your wife gave you a gift."

(End of this chapter)