hollywood billionaire

Chapter 461: The Love Story of My Roommate and Victoria's Secret Supermodel (Part )

"We talked about a lot of topics... a lot of things."

“Whether you prefer cats or dogs, which side of the bed you sleep on.”

“The tiny scars or birthmarks, and the stories behind them.”

“What things make us cry, even if it’s a random song or a sad commercial.”

“When we feel down, what foods do we eat to comfort ourselves?”

“Secret guilty pleasures, like cheesy TV shows or snacks you only eat at home.”

“My favorite type of weather and why it makes us happy…”

"Before the third glass of wine, it was similar small talk. From the fourth glass on, it was a deeper heart-to-heart talk. Love and relationships, dreams and ambitions, experiences and growth, fear and vulnerability, philosophy and beliefs, hobbies and interests, as well as values ​​and priorities, life lessons and regrets... Haha, we really talked about all the topics in the world."

"The fourth glass of wine?" Zaiyou pointed at Han Yi and asked, "Did he drink it too?"

"No, he's very boring. No matter how I persuade him, in the end I just pour myself a glass of wine and toast to myself." Barbara smiled and shook her head, "But this may be the most interesting thing about him. He doesn't need alcohol to establish a connection and resonance with a complete stranger like me who he just met for the first time."

"At certain moments that night, I even felt that maybe the man in front of me didn't exist at all, because no one can be a good listener and an interesting confidant at the same time. To me, he is almost like a doll or a teddy bear, you know? All little girls have a close doll friend. We pretend that it has life and soul, and is a good friend we can trust wholeheartedly. Only when we are alone with this doll can we find our truest self."

"That night, Yi gave me that feeling. We talked and talked. Some topics were interesting, some were heavy, some made me laugh, and some made me cry... and most importantly, no matter what emotions and reactions they evoked in me, all the topics kept me awake."

"Before I knew it, I saw the first ray of sunlight rising from the horizon."

The situation began to change quietly. Barbara replaced Han Yi and became the talkative storyteller, while the latter sat quietly aside, listening carefully to Barbie's story and silently guessing her true intentions.

He and she knew very well that their story in Ibiza did not unfold like this.

Why did she say that they had a most profound conversation that lasted until dawn?

At first, Han Yi thought that she was using "conversation" to refer to "dew pleasure". After all, Barbara was a girl, and discussing such things in public would make her feel shy and inappropriate. So she used this obscure way to vaguely pass it over.

But after hearing the long passage that followed, in which even the smallest details were described vividly, as if it had really happened, Han Yi suddenly understood.

The "conversation" Barbara refers to is not a reference, but a hope.

She hoped that the story between them would begin in this way.

Rather than the version that actually happened.

The moment he realized this, Han Yi's eyes flickered twice and his expression began to become somewhat obscure.

"I think this is really great and rare." Park Jae-woo's praise was not just a courtesy, "talking with someone all night long until the sun rises without getting tired."

"Really? Do you think so?" Barbara, who was thirsty after speaking a long paragraph, took a sip of Diet Coke and asked with interest.

“That’s right.” Jaewoo nodded, “At least I haven’t had such an experience.”

"You've never stayed up all night chatting with anyone?"

“Well… Of course, we’ve stayed up all night chatting before. After all, all parties are just about dancing and chatting, right?” Jaewoo spread his hands, “But… I’ve never been like you, two people facing each other in a private space, doing nothing, just communicating through language, getting closer to each other little by little. All people are parallel universes, and conversation is the way we overlap.”

"Holy mother of Korean God." Han Yi looked at his roommate in amazement. "This is the most anthropomorphic thing I have heard from you in the past three years."

“Fuck you dude.” Park Jae-woo flipped his middle finger at him. “No, to be honest, I really envy you for having such an experience, especially in a foreign country… Well, there should be people who know you wherever you go in the world, but it is still a great thing to be able to get rid of your social role and completely establish such an immersive emotional connection with others. I think you guys really got something special going on here.”

"Maybe we do." With a sweet smile, Barbara glanced at Han Yi who was sitting upright, not knowing what he was thinking. "That was how I felt that day. I felt that I met someone truly special. So, I made a phone call and turned down my work in Paris the next night. In the next few days, we spent the best time together, didn't we, honey?"

"I can't refute that." Han Yi quickly came to his senses and gave an affirmative answer. He gave full play to his wild imagination and helped Barbara make this story, which might have happened in a parallel time and space but definitely did not belong to this universe, more real and credible. "I also turned down all my future work just to be with her."

"You don't have any work later." Barbara looked at him and laughed. Her smile had not disappeared from her face tonight. "Originally, I was just filling in for the tour manager for one day."

"But I have to sit in the office, have you forgotten, baby?" Han Yi tried his best to maintain the rationality of the story, "I had to take a week's sick leave... The good news is that I am really not that important at UTA."

"Then what happened... Just leave it here, we'll grill it ourselves." In order not to delay listening to the story, Jaewoo waved away the unwilling waiter, picked up the tongs and began to put the pork belly slices on the baking tray, "You guys didn't stay in Ibiza for a week, did you?"

"Of course not." Barbara answered first while quickly perfecting the simulated travel plan for her and Han Yi in her mind. "We were both exhausted after talking all night, so we went back to our rooms and slept until sunset. Then, I didn't even bother to put on makeup. I just took a shower and put on the most ordinary white T-shirt and denim shorts. When I opened the door, he was already waiting for me."

"We made an appointment via text message in advance." Han Yi continued to make the story logical and credible. "I didn't stand in front of her door for hours just to give her a surprise."

"Maybe that's what you did? You're just too embarrassed to say it." Barbara didn't care about logic and credibility, she just wanted romance. "Then we walked on the beach and talked for a while. Like you said, it was like two parallel universes that had never met each other finally collided in the most spectacular and magical way. I couldn't stop talking to him, and he seemed the same."

“We walked up and down Talamanca Beach five times.”

"We really did that, didn't we?"

"When I walked it again for the sixth time, I said to myself, 'Well, if something is going to happen, it should happen now... You are a man, you have to be the one who moves forward, no matter what the outcome is.'" Following Barbara's rhythm, Han Yi gradually got into the state, "Then I stopped, she walked a few steps forward, realized that I didn't keep up, turned her head and looked at me, and asked me what happened. I took a deep breath and said to her..."

"'I know there is a huge gap between us. Maybe this relationship won't work, maybe it will end in the most tragic way, maybe you... don't like me at all. But I really like you, and I don't want to lose my only chance to be with you because of gains and losses. I want to hug you tightly, kiss you, and let you experience feelings you have never experienced before, but I want to do it in the most respectful way for you.'"

"'So, I'm going to close my eyes and count. When I get to three, I'm going to open my eyes again, walk up to you, and do exactly what I told you I was going to do. And if you have any doubts, even the slightest doubt, just walk away, and I'm going to pretend this conversation never happened.'"

"'one……'."

"'two……'."

"'three……'."

"I opened my eyes and saw..."

Han Yi left the second half of the sentence for Barbara to fill in.

"I stood there... without moving."

Barbara opened her lips slightly and whispered these words softly, while brilliant fireworks bloomed in her sea-blue eyes.

"Damn..."

After a while, Jaewoo finally reacted and hurriedly turned the pork belly over.

"This is so romantic, it's burning my flesh."

"But it didn't end so romantically." Barbara and Han Yi picked up chopsticks together to help Jaewoo save the barbecue. "We kissed... God knows how long, until one of us started to have a growl in our stomach."

"You." Han Yi smiled.

"You!" Barbara pointed at him with her chopsticks. "I said 'someone' just to save your face!"

"Okay, it was me." Han Yi "admitted" generously, "Then we walked to the end of the beach, picked a random seaside restaurant, and watched the sunset. We ordered some food and wine... It was my first time drinking."

"You...drank it?" Barbara's eyes were full of stars. She didn't know why she was so excited about the fictional plot. "I...I don't remember anything."

"Well, just a few small sips, but I did drink it." Han Yi nodded in response with a smile.

It's just imagination, so why not?
"Ah, I remember..." Barbara herself didn't realize that her little head began to shake with the strong music in the restaurant. "Although it was his first time drinking, Yi still took it quite well. He didn't seem drunk at all."

"I didn't drink much anyway." Han Yi gave a piece of roasted pork belly to Barbara, and pushed another piece on the baking tray to Jaewoo, smiling, "It's not as bad as I thought, but I still don't like it... It's sour and bitter."

"Then why did you drink a few more times in London?"

"Did I drink it?" This time it was Han Yi's turn to ask.

"He drank it every day when he lived in my house. Hmm, this barbecue is really good." Barbara swallowed the pork belly in her mouth before continuing, "He took the initiative to take the first step, and I thought I should do something too. I know he prefers to visit big cities—we really talked about everything that night—so I took the initiative to suggest that he go back to London with me for a few days."

"Oh, I remember it too." Han Yi touched the back of his head, "I definitely wouldn't say no to such an invitation. So the next day, we boarded a flight to London together... I was originally planning to book a hotel by myself, but Barbara said she rented an apartment in London with two bedrooms, which was enough..."

“Come on.” Jaewoo glanced at him and snorted, “You don’t have two separate bedrooms.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Han Yi and Barbara smiled at each other, just like a pair of young lovers whose lies were exposed.

"Whether it was one bedroom or two bedrooms, he and I spent the rest of the week in London. We didn't go to see any historical sites or scenic spots. We went shopping, cooked, walked and watched movies together, just like a couple who already worked and lived in London." At this point, Barbara took Han Yi's hand and left a greasy lip print on the back of his hand, blinking playfully, "I knew from the beginning that I had met a special person, and after the end of that week, it became a fact that I firmly believed in. I want to be with him and see how we can work together to crack the passcode to this game called life."

"I almost quit my job," Han Yi added, "but I can't do that. I still have a lot of unfinished goals here, and I still have to finish my graduate studies."

"The day he left for the United States, I sobbed a little..."

"A little sob?" Han Yi looked at her with a half-smile. His acting skills became more mature and his control over details became more precise.

"Well, I hugged him and cried my heart out," Barbara grinned, "but in the end I let him go. I didn't want him to sacrifice his career and dreams by dating me, and he wouldn't ask me to do that."

"So you've been in a long-distance relationship ever since?" Jaewoo asked. "Most of the time, yes." Barbara thought for a moment and replied with a smile, "I fly all over the world, and he flies all over the world, so it's really hard to be together regularly... But we still try our best to meet, and we succeeded several times."

"The first meeting after London is New York." Han Yi continued.

"He took advantage of his business trips to come see me... I usually live in New York, and London is just a stopover in Europe." Barbara added, "I took him to my favorite restaurant, and he took me to his favorite restaurant... We walked all the way down Fifth Avenue."

“The second side is Nice.”

"Southern France." Barbara was more dreamily sighing than narrating. "This time... I was working there, and he applied for 'working from home'. He actually bought an 18-hour layover ticket. From Los Angeles to Paris, and then from Paris to Nice."

"She took me to visit many places." At this point, Han Yi shook his head and laughed, because he found that the love story they wrote together was actually quite true, with only some changes in the details, "Nice Old Town, Nice Beach, Nice's most famous hotel Negresco, and her adventure when she first visited there at the age of seventeen."

"Adventure?" Jaewoo was very curious.

"That's another completely different story, and we can't finish it over the dinner." Barbara waved her hand, obviously not wanting to mention Madame Bettencourt in front of outsiders.

"Okay." Park Jae-woo didn't dwell on this matter too much, but immediately turned to another topic that bothered him, "So... did you realize that he was actually a hidden rich man only after you met him in southern France this time?"

"Hidden rich man?" Barbara was stunned.

"You weren't surprised that he was driving a P1, which means you must have known his true situation before." Park Jae-woo explained, "I know he is very good at hiding this secret... So when did you find out?"

"When did you find out?" Barbara did not answer directly, but glanced at Han Yi and threw the question back with a smile.

"To be honest... it wasn't until his graduation ceremony that I realized that this guy was really good at hiding himself." At this point, Jaewoo exhaled a breath of alcohol, and seemed very dissatisfied with the fact that his roommate who had lived with him for three years treated him like a thief. "Do you know who I saw at his graduation ceremony?"

Han Yi clenched his toes under the dining table.

"Who?"

"Jimmy Iovine and Dr. Dre, they all came to celebrate for him."

Han Yi's toes returned to their natural relaxed state.

"Wow." Barbara raised her eyebrows cooperatively, her surprise looking genuine. "I didn't know...he knew Dr. Dre."

Han Yi knew very well that Barbie's subtext was actually, "I didn't know Dr. Dre knew that you were studying at USC."

"See, this guy really likes to hide things," Jaewoo said indignantly. "Be careful, Barbara, this man will drown you in his sea of ​​dirty shiny coins, and...wait, that doesn't seem to be a bad thing. This means that the so-called 'huge gap' that Yi talked to you about in Ibiza doesn't actually exist, doesn't it?"

Han Yi was really touched when he heard this - they usually argued with each other and were not serious, but at the critical moment, his roommate really tried every means to assist him.

I've been running around so much lately that I really neglected him.

I should treat him to two more meals in the future.

Well... just be careful not to bring Xu Yiru, Zhao Youzhen and Madison Beal.

"I won't lie, 'A Sea of ​​Dirty Shiny Coins' does sound pretty good." Barbara was straightforward and frank when talking about this topic. "But first of all, the 'huge gap' he thinks does not exist for me. I never let any material factors determine my feelings. The most powerful proof is that I have never looked for a so-called celebrity boyfriend or a rich boyfriend. Secondly... I can support myself. Whether he has a lot of money or a little money, it will not affect my life or make any difference."

"So even if he's poor, you're willing to be with him and be the breadwinner?"

"Of course he will at the beginning, because very few people are born with a silver spoon in their mouths. When I first started modeling, I couldn't even find $20 on me, and my meals were all arranged by the agency... So, if he is still in the starting stage and is broke, then I don't mind being a cushion to help him buffer the risks." Barbara's fingertips gently scratched Han Yi's nose, "The premise is that he really works hard."

"I'm giving it my all, honey."

“I know you’re giving it your all.”

“Ugh, you don’t need to do this in front of me.” Jaewoo exaggeratedly put his hands in front of his eyes to block the two people who were flirting with each other across the table.

"I'm sorry. I learned these bad habits in the south of France." Barbara's smile didn't show any apology at all. "Let me continue... After the south of France, the last time we met was on Halloween in Las Vegas."

"Halloween, Las Vegas." Jaewoo thought for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes, "You guys went to the Mad City Music Festival?"

"Oh, yes, many artists from the company are performing there, I have to go there." Han Yi also stared at Zaiyou with wide eyes, "You are going too?"

"Of course I went! All three days! Kanye, Eminem, Snoop Dogg, and Diplo, how could I not go with that lineup?"

"Then you didn't reserve a booth or something?" Han Yi asked tentatively.

"Where can I book it? I didn't know about this music festival before. It seems to be the first one. By the time I found out, not to mention the booths, all the VIP tickets were sold out. I had to buy them second-hand on StubHub. It cost me a full two thousand dollars... No, four thousand dollars! I also had to buy one for my girlfriend."

"girlfriend?"

"Why are you asking so many questions about your girlfriend on Halloween?" Park Jae-woo signaled Han Yi not to meddle in other people's business. "In the end, we were in Las Vegas on Halloween! Why didn't you tell me?"

"How do I know you went there too?"

“I posted seven or eight Instagram Stories.”

"Do you think I will watch your stories?" Han Yi rolled his eyes. "Besides, I'm also working... Barbara and I are both working. She is filming a documentary for Coca-Cola at the music festival. Otherwise, we wouldn't have the time to meet."

“That’s right.” Jaewoo thought it made sense.

"It's not like that, baby." But Barbara felt that what Han Yi said was not quite accurate.

"What's not like this?" Han Yi didn't understand.

"I didn't come to the festival to shoot a documentary." Barbara looked at him and said word by word, "I accepted the documentary notice because you were there."

Those smart yet sincere fox eyes told Han Yi clearly that this was not a story she made up on the spur of the moment, but a fact with traceable evidence.

For a moment, Han Yi even forgot how to breathe.

"You know, when I first saw you together tonight, I thought I was in an absurd dream." Park Jae-woo glanced back and forth, and sighed most sincerely, "Sitting in this restaurant, I began to worry about how your relationship will develop, because of your long-distance status and all the differences and barriers between you in reality."

"but now……"

“I really think this is going to work out.” Jaewoo raised his right hand in the air and waved it twice. “I know that what I said may make people feel disgusting and ridiculous, so don’t laugh at me, Yi. But I did see that when you two…looked at each other, there were sparks in your eyes. I’m not the kind of person who knows what true love is, and no one will come to consult me ​​about what true love is, but even I can see that you…are a perfect match.”

“Those are the sweetest words I’ve heard in a long time. Thank you so much, Jaewoo.”

Perhaps it was the smoke from the roasting charcoal fire that made Barbara's eyes look a little red.

She sniffed, and without caring if anyone was watching or taking pictures from behind, she confidently placed her chin on Han Yi's shoulder and touched her boyfriend's cheek with the tip of her nose.

"I will do everything in my power to make this relationship last. This is not only my promise to you, Jaewoo, but also my promise to myself."

"……Me too."

"Okay, enough of the sentimental talk, now hurry up and eat! Come and taste my Jiangnan BBQ King's cooking!"

Looking at Han Yi and Barbara who were so affectionate with each other with satisfaction, Zaiyou clapped his hands on the table, his tone excited and cheerful.

When it comes to love, the most fun is to watch others fall in love!

"Okay...try this brisket, baby."

"It's delicious! Thank you, Jaewoo. Oh, no... Gangnam BBQ King."

“You’re welcome.” Jaewoo grinned, using tongs to distribute the grilled meat to the three people at the table, including himself. “So, when can I expect good news from you two?”

"What exactly is good news?" Barbara asked him.

"Having a baby."

Han Yi, who was drinking Coke with his head down, choked and started coughing.

"Haha, nice one." Barbara stroked Han Yi's back and said to Jaewoo, "We still have a few good years to live... Having a child at our age feels almost illegal."

“Of course I’m kidding.” Jaewoo chuckled twice, “But seriously, when can you become my roommate? I’m really anxious to show off this.”

"Being roommates can be difficult. If you've seen how many rooms in my apartment have been converted into storage rooms, you'll understand. If I were your roommate, you two wouldn't even have a place to sleep." It was obvious that Jaewoo was joking, so Barbara responded with a funny remark.

"but……"

At this point, Barbara put a piece of pork belly in her mouth, squinted her eyes slightly like a kitten, and spoke incoherently.

“Maybe moving to Los Angeles isn’t such a bad idea.”

(End of this chapter)