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Chapter 459: The Love Story of My Roommate and Victoria's Secret Supermodel (Part )

girlfriend?
Of course it has to be a girlfriend.

That's right, according to common sense, Han Yi really shouldn't unilaterally define the relationship between him and Barbara. This should be a decision made by both parties after a full dialogue.

but……

What do you call a girl who traveled across the East and West Coasts just to come to Los Angeles to see you and say happy birthday to you, who just made love with you twice in your bedroom, flirted with you for a long time, and held your hand affectionately as you were about to go out for dinner when you accidentally ran into your roommate returning home?

my friend?

The girl I'm dating?

Randomly refreshed wild supermodels around the USC copy?
Apart from girlfriend, Han Yi couldn't think of a more appropriate identity, nor could he think of words that would make Barbara feel more respected and cherished.

Let me say it again, this is a good girl who took a six and a half hour flight today, directly from JFK to LAX, dressed herself up carefully, and watched videos over and over again, just to give him a surprise and let him know that she would never miss the important moments of his life.

How else can you call her?
What kind of chain reactions would occur and what kind of storm would be set off by introducing Barbara in this way in front of Jae-woo? These are issues that my future self needs to worry about.

Anyway, what is supposed to come will come.

"Hey, Jaewoo, right? Nice to meet you."

But it is clear that no matter how big a storm Han Yi will face in the future because of this incident, it will not be caused by Barbara. When Han Yi was introducing his roommate, the Hungarian supermodel held his hand and stood quietly aside, with a quiet and gentle smile, looking at Park Jae-woo politely and friendly, without even looking at the man beside her, and seemed to be not concerned about the content of the introduction.

After Barbara uttered the word "girlfriend", there was no apparent reaction from her, except that the curve of her eyes became a little wider, and the ripples in her eyes became more rippling.

She took a step forward and confidently extended her hand to her roommate who had lived with her boyfriend for three years.

This kind of interpersonal relationship, which may be useful at a critical moment, must be well maintained.

Even if you don't want to win her over, you still have to show how perfect and competent you are as a girlfriend.

"Ah, yes, Jaewoo. It's nice for me too... nice to meet you."

Jaeyou, who was always eloquent and talkative in front of girls, now looked like Muhammad Ali - of course, not the Ali who defeated Joe Frazier, but the Ali who had Parkinson's disease and lost his language function.

Why does language function get lost?

South Korea has the highest per capita personal luxury goods consumption in the world. In this consumerist society where young people max out their credit cards to own "Her Lou Cha", namely Hermès, Louis Vuitton and Chanel, Park Jae-woo, who was born in Apgujeong-dong, is definitely a fashion trendsetter that most Generation Z envy.

It would be a bit of an exaggeration to say that on Cheongdam-dong Fashion Street, which runs parallel to the Han River, from east to west, there is no store where he is not a member, and no salesperson who does not know him.

Jaewoo's love for luxury goods and the fashion industry is almost obsessive. On the one hand, buying luxury goods is the best way for him to show off his wealth and attract the opposite sex when he has not yet mastered the family's financial power. On the other hand, Jaewoo also mentioned to Han Yi that if his father thinks he is a hopeless case and is unwilling to let him inherit the family business, he will open a boutique in Los Angeles and Seoul respectively, running between the two places.

This was Plan B he prepared for himself.

Therefore, Jaewoo has been paying close attention to the developments in the fashion industry and studying all aspects of the industry with great interest.

This naturally includes supermodels who serve as ambassadors for major brands and appear on billboards around the world.

And the ones who can leave a deep impression on people are only about a dozen faces coming and going.

For example, Gigi Hadid, Kendall Jenner, Karlie Kloss, Cara Delevingne, and...

Barbara Pavin was standing in front of him at this moment.

This face is so stunning and recognizable.

In fact, in Jae-woo's heart, Barbara Palvin is the supermodel that best suits his aesthetic standards. She is a flawless perfect goddess no matter which aesthetic system is used to judge her. There is no other.

Now, you tell me, she is your girlfriend?

Han Yi, are you crazy or am I crazy?

"You are……"

"Oh, sorry, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself." Retracting her left hand, Barbara patted her forehead, stuck out her tongue, and smiled, "My name is Barbara Paven, you can just call me Barbara."

“That’s it…” Jaewoo had never been so incoherent in front of the opposite sex. He waved his arms, wanting to say something, but he couldn’t utter anything. In the end, he could only point at the TV in the living room.

"Yes." Barbara glanced at Han Yi, two dimples appeared on her cheeks, and she nodded in response, "It's Barbara Paven on TV, the one in the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show."

“And you’re his…” Jaewoo pointed his index finger at his roommate this time.

"Girlfriend." Barbara held Han Yi's hand tighter, her smile sweet enough to be a little sickening.

"Oh my… God."

It seems that I am crazy.

No, it's this world that's gone mad.

Am I dreaming?
Is it hallucination?

You didn’t drink much at dinner?

"Why did you come back so early today?" Han Yi, who was grinning and had seen enough fun, came out to change the topic, "Don't we usually play until dawn?"

"Come back and change your clothes. You smell too much of cooking fumes."

Jaewoo's answer was half true and half false.

Really, he was indeed planning to come back and change his clothes before going out.

What’s not true is that he came back not because he reeked of cooking oil, but because there were no dishes at the dinner that he liked.

He is ready to shake up the crowd again.

"alright."

Han Yi nodded. He had never been interested in Park Jae-woo's colorful nightlife, and he had no intention of starting to care about it now. He was just prepared to say a few polite words and then quickly leave with Barbara.

Everyone knows that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.

"Barbara and I are going to go out and get something to eat."

"Have you eaten yet?"

But obviously, Barbara didn't want to miss this opportunity to get to know Han Yi more deeply from another dimension.

"If you haven't eaten yet, you're welcome to join us... I heard we're going to the best BBQ restaurant around here."

Having said that, Barbara turned to look at Han Yi and blinked twice her fox eyes that pretended to be innocent.

"What was the name of that shop, dear?"

"Kill...Hou Dong."

Twenty minutes later, Park Jae-woo changed into clean clothes and sat in the barbecue restaurant to continue absorbing the smell of oil smoke. Looking at Barbara Paven who was reading the name of the restaurant seriously across the table, he still felt like he was dreaming.

Even though he had already had dinner, he somehow accepted Barbara's invitation.

Ultimately, it was because Jaewoo couldn't suppress his curiosity and wanted to finish reading the science fiction novel that was slowly unfolding in front of him.

"My Roommate and Victoria's Secret Supermodel's Love Story"?
If this kind of plot is made into a Korean drama, people will question whether it is realistic enough.

"It's not 'can', and it's not 'hoe' either." Han Yi pointed at the English letters on the placemat and corrected her, "Jiang Hudong."

He had originally planned to take Barbara to Quarter's BBQ, but when they arrived at the parking lot, he suddenly remembered that this restaurant was where he first met Yuzhen.

In order to prevent Jae-woo from thinking about what happened that day and remembering that Yoo-jin had attended his graduation ceremony last time, and then making crazy and very likely true associations about the relationship between him, Yoo-jin, Barbara... and Grace, Han Yi changed direction and led the two of them into Kang Ho-dong, which was located in the same open-air square opposite Quarter's BBQ.

They are all barbecue restaurants anyway, and the taste is almost the same, so it makes sense to go to any one of them.

"How do you know? You're not Korean."

"Ask the authentic Korean guy across the street." Han Yi raised his arm and pointed it at Park Jae-woo.

"Ah, yes, that's right... Kang Hodong."

Park Jae-woo came back to his senses, forced a smile at the two of them, then drank a sip of hot tea rather uncomfortably.

When they first walked into the restaurant, the radiant Barbara Paven attracted the attention of almost everyone in the restaurant. A few people recognized her immediately, and many remembered her face after being reminded by their companions.

In order to help Barbara avoid the cameras that were secretly pointed at her, Han Yi specifically requested a table in the corner. The two of them sat side by side with their backs to the entire restaurant, while Park Jae-woo had to face the prying eyes of other diners from time to time.

This kind of voyeurism is similar to the collective attention he received when he drove out in his Porsche 911, but it is not exactly the same.

Make him more uncomfortable... and also make him feel better.

Damn, how did this guy Yi end up dating a supermodel?

Just because of the McLaren P1 he just drove?

Ah, yes, the McLaren P1.

And there was the Ferrari 250 GT SWB he saw last time.

And the Bentley Bentayga from the last time...

Thinking about it this way, this incredible science fiction story seems to be starting to make more and more sense.

"So...oh, thank you. Hey, how do I...mix in the mustard on the side? Got it, thank you very much."

Noticing Park Jae-woo's envious gaze constantly moving between her and Han Yi, Barbara smiled secretly in her heart, sat up straight, and prepared to break the silence at the table first.

However, just as she was about to speak, the waiter placed a bowl of dipping sauce in front of her. Han Yi, who was sitting at the side, took a deep look at the big man with a standard Korean middle-parted hair who was smiling so hard that his eyes were invisible because of Barbara's thanks.

He had to run back and forth four times to get things that normally could be picked up in one trip.

Dipping bowls, side dishes, tableware...even three small metal water cups were all brought in separately on a large tray.

Han Yi didn't know how this behavior was described in Korea, but in his hometown, there was a proverb that could accurately describe it.

I had the urge to catch a cat.

"Ok, so..."

Barbara, who always kept her thoughts on Han Yi, was delighted by the latter's slightly jealous expression. She wrinkled her nose, smiled brightly at Han Yi, and naturally placed her right palm on the back of his hand. After completing this set of soothing movements, Barbara propped up her chin with her left hand and turned to look at Park Jae-woo.

“Is this your favorite date spot?”

“Huh?” Jaewoo was obviously not used to the way Barbara spoke.

"Han Yi told me that you two have been together for three years."

"I said we've 'lived' together for three years." Han Yi corrected with a frown on his face.

"What's the difference?" Barbara blinked. "The latter sounds more intimate."

"That's not wrong, actually." Jaewoo twisted his body and put on a more enthusiastic smile, trying to keep up with the mood and rhythm of the conversation led by Barbara. "For the past three years, he has been with me."

"Really?" Barbara raised her eyebrows with interest.

"Yeah, I'm the closest thing to a date in his life."

"No girls?"

"without……"

Just as he was about to answer, a delicate face that was no less beautiful than Barbara's suddenly appeared in Park Jae-woo's mind.

What's her name?

Ah, yes, Grace Xu.

If we were to say who is the person closest to being a dating partner in Han Yi's life in the past three years, it should be her.

No, that's such a jerk... Why is he surrounded by girls of this level?

"No."

Although he was madly criticizing in his heart, Jaewoo still appeared to be fulfilling his duties as a good brother diligently.

Covering for each other is the first obligation of good brothers.

Although Han Yi had been covering for him before, this was the first time Park Jae-woo had helped him do something like this...

But even if you haven’t eaten pork, you must have seen a pig run, right?

It may not be good to establish an image for your buddies that their private life is simple and healthy, but it definitely won't do any harm.

"You haven't even had a date?"

"As far as I know, no."

"Wow, three years... If I remember correctly, Yi told me that you were only a freshman when you two became roommates?"

"That's right. In the second semester of my freshman year, I don't want to live in the dormitory arranged by the school. I can't stay there for even a second."

"why?"

"Can't stand those idiots."

"Haha, I think I understand what you mean... Can something like this happen in a boys' dormitory?"

"Too much."

"So that's why you want to be roommate with this good boy next to me, right?" Barbara rubbed Han Yi's shoulders and asked with a smile.

“Of course.” Jaewoo also laughed, “Every day when I come home, I go knock on his door.”

"for?"

"To confirm he was still alive, it was just too quiet."

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Han Yi defended himself, "He comes home at 4 or 5 in the morning every day. I must be quiet at that time. If I am not quiet at that time, then I will be in danger of not being able to survive."

"Are you hinting at something?" Jaewoo keenly sensed the mockery in Han Yi's words.

"I'm making it clear... I know you Koreans don't sleep enough, but your sleep schedule is still too exaggerated. It's hard to live even half the average life expectancy in your country."

"Koreans do seem to sleep very little." Barbara, who was listening in, suddenly interrupted, "Yujin does sleep very little."

There was total silence on the small dining table.

“You know… Yoo Jin?” Jae Woo opened his mouth slightly, looking shocked. “Jo Yoo Jin?”

"Hmm." Barbara raised her index finger and aimed it at Han Yi. "It's his... How should I describe your relationship, Yi?"

"Colleague." Han Yi coughed twice and answered in a low voice.

When Barbara invited Park Jae-woo to have dinner together, Han Yi instinctively felt that something was wrong, and frantically winked at his roommate, indicating that he should go wherever it was cooler.

But Jaewoo, whose mind was blinded by the Victoria's Secret supermodels, had no time to receive the signal sent by Han Yi, and followed in a daze.

"Colleagues?" Park Jae-woo was even more surprised. "I didn't know you two were working together... No, I didn't know you were working. Aren't you still a graduate student?"

"Work during the day and study at night." Han Yi sighed and responded.

Ha, interesting.

It seems that Yi never told his roommate what he was doing.

Why do you want to hide it deliberately?
Want to live a campus life without being disturbed?
Hannah Montana, for billionaires?
Where's your magic wig?
"Then how did you meet?"

Although she didn't understand why Han Yi did this, a qualified girlfriend should help her boyfriend keep all the secrets he wanted to keep, no matter what those secrets were.

Barbara first helped Han Yi open the pull ring of the can of Coca-Cola in front of him, then opened her own can of Diet Coke, tilted her head back to take a sip, and quietly changed the subject.

"Took the same course?"

"No, I studied business and he studied music management, so we couldn't take the same classes... We met in the choir."

"Baby, I didn't know you were in the choir." Barbara looked at Han Yi mischievously and giggled.

"Apollo Men's Choir." Han Yi spread his hands. "It's a professional requirement. I have to join a choir. I have no choice."

“Come on.” Jaewoo was very active in making fun of him over irrelevant things, “You obviously like it very much.”

"Aw, my choir boy is even cuter now." Barbara's palm moved a few inches higher than before and ruffled Han Yi's hair affectionately, "But he does sing very well."

"It was really great. I was a little surprised when I heard it for the first time." Jaewoo was not stingy with praise when it came to helping his friend. "As soon as the rehearsal was over, I went to find him and told him that I thought he sang very well. Then we got to know each other and eventually became roommates."

"Then you lived a harmonious life with you getting drunk in nightclubs every day and he going to bed at 9:30 every day," Barbara said jokingly.

"Haha, yes, Yi Zhen is the most unlike-college-looking college student I've ever seen." Park Jae-woo seemed to be mocking Han Yi, but in fact he was continuing to help him consolidate his image as a good family man. "He never smokes, never drinks, and never touches those weird things. He has no interest in nightclubs at all..."

Park Jae-woo stopped talking and looked at Barbara Pavin who was covering her mouth and laughing, a little confused.

I didn't tell any jokes just now?

"Sorry, I'm not laughing at what you said." Barbara waved her hands, pursed her lips, and couldn't help laughing. "It just suddenly occurred to me that... this person who has no interest in nightclubs at all, actually met me for the first time in a nightclub."

"Whoa, Yi, whoa."

Jaeyou widened his eyes... or to be more precise, he tried hard to widen his eyes. He put his hands on his hips, looked at Han Yi in disbelief and shook his head.

"You won't go when I ask you out, right? Must a girl be this pretty to interest you?"

Under Barbara's deliberate guidance, Zaiyou has gradually gotten rid of his previous restraint and awkwardness, and has slowly begun to become calm and at ease.

I have to say, Park Jae-woo, who has returned to his true self, is really good at speaking.

"The situation at that time was more complicated than you imagined."

After looking at his roommate and then at Barbara who was smiling happily, Han Yi decided to take the initiative.

Since you can't hide the facts...then distort them.

“Can I tell Jaewoo what really happened when we first met?”

Han Yi emphasized the word "after all", and the clever Barbara understood immediately.

"Yes, dear."

Barbara, who loves to have fun and even more so to create her own fun, responded positively.

"You speak, and I'll add to it."

(End of this chapter)