hollywood billionaire

Chapter 462 What is our relationship?
“Do you really want to move to Los Angeles?”

November 2016, 11, 9:9500 a.m., Wilshire Boulevard, Beverly Wilshire Hotel.

After a barbecue dinner in a very harmonious atmosphere, Park Jae-woo waved goodbye to Barbara and Han Yi and drove alone to Exchange LA in downtown Los Angeles.

It is absolutely impossible for a Korean who doesn't sleep to return to the apartment and lie down on the bed at this time.

As for his roommate, he did not go to the direction of University Gateway. After paying the parking fee, Han Yi started the P1, turned right on Sixth Street, and drove straight, taking Barbara back to her hotel.

As soon as he opened the door, Han Yi was surprised. Because Barbara Pavin was staying in the Ambassador Suite of the Beverly Wilshire Hotel. Although it was not as luxurious as Richard Gere's presidential suite in "Pretty Woman", this luxurious one-bedroom apartment with 1425 square feet located on the top floor of the hotel on the th floor was still one of the most expensive hotel rooms in the greater Los Angeles area.

The price for one night is over seven thousand dollars.

Han Yi felt sorry for Barbara who had to travel around the world all year round to save up her hard-earned money, so he asked her why she booked such an expensive room. Barbara made a few jokes at first, but when she realized that Han Yi was really thinking about her and didn't want her to spend so much money, she pouted her lips, opened her arms and threw herself into his arms, acting coquettishly for a long time.

After her tired body was fully charged again, Barbara looked up and told him with a smile that she had actually only booked a classic king room with a balcony and a view of Rodeo Drive, but fortunately, she checked in late today and happened to be a fashion celebrity who was recognizable by the front desk manager at a glance, so she enjoyed the special treatment of a free room upgrade.

Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief and considerately reminded Barbara, whose body had not yet adapted to the Pacific Time after a six-and-a-half-hour flight, to wash up first so that she could go to bed and rest early.

This time, Barbie was unusually obedient. She nodded obediently and said she would take off her clothes and take a shower right away.

It was not until the Hungarian supermodel took off her coat, sweatshirt, trousers and platform shoes one by one in front of him that Han Yi realized that if she could really be obedient, she would not be Barbara.

She had finally created a world for the two of them without being disturbed by anyone, so how could she let this rare time alone slip away so easily?
Before he could fully react, he was led into the bathroom by Barbara, who was biting her lower lip.

The Chinese team and the Hungarian team once again had a fierce friendly match in the United States.

To be more precise, what they are playing now should be considered an intra-team competition.

In the first half, they fought back and forth in the bathroom, with both sides winning and losing. In the second half, Barbara put on the Victoria's Secret work uniform that she promised to show Han Yi, and pushed him down on the bed.

Of course, the Chinese team was well-rested at home, and the Hungarian team, which came from afar, showed signs of fatigue after struggling for a while. In the end, this exciting, perhaps a little disturbing, match ended with a score of 2:3.

After some gentle words and tenderness, the two who had already taken three baths tonight could finally clean themselves for the last time. Barbara Paven, who usually liked to go out without makeup, could finally remove the full makeup she had carefully applied for Han Yi.

At this moment, Han Yi and Barbara were like a real couple, sharing the sink in the ambassador suite. Han Yi stood on the left brushing his teeth, while Barbara stood on the right fiddling with her bottles and jars.

"how?"

Barbara wiped off her blush with a makeup remover towel and glanced at Han Yi with a smile.

"Happy, or scared?"

"More of a happy one." Han Yi looked at Barbara in the mirror, who had taken off her delicate makeup and looked more like a lotus in pure water, and said seriously, "If you move in, it means I can see you more often, and that's what I want - to see you more often."

"But I do have fears, or concerns. I worry that if you live in Los Angeles and you have to fly six and a half hours to New York every time you have a job, you'll burn out after a while. If you're in Europe, the flight time will double."

Hearing this, Barbara opened her mouth to speak, but Han Yi continued talking on his own.

"That's not my only worry, of course. My biggest worry is that what happened in Las Vegas happens again and I still don't know how to handle it."

"What happened in Las Vegas?" Barbara winked at him and smiled slyly, "Why don't I remember it? Remind me."

"On the first night, a drunk girl nearly vomited in my mouth and then spent the entire night arguing with another drunk girl who broke into my room. On the second night, the same two girls — plus two others — played truth or dare in my living room while I listened in fear from my bedroom door all night."

"Huh." Barbara stopped what she was doing and looked at him in the mirror in surprise. "You are surprisingly honest tonight."

"This is the experience and lesson I have learned from those two nights and all our previous interactions. I can't hide anything from you. The best way to get along with you is to be frank and be absolutely honest... Even if the truth doesn't sound so good sometimes, it is the truth in the end. I know you, you would rather choose the cruel truth than a white lie."

"I knew I chose the right person." Barbara leaned over and pecked Han Yi on the cheek, narrowing her eyes and smiling, "So, I've always wanted to ask you, because I'm really curious. That night, when you were sitting in the bedroom and heard the girls who liked you tearing off each other's disguises... and also tearing off your disguise, what were you thinking about?"

"My thoughts at that time were exactly the opposite of what you think now."

"Hmm?" Barbara didn't understand.

"I sat by the door with only one thought in my mind: you chose the wrong person. A man who is truly worthy of these outstanding and incredible girls will never let himself and others fall into this kind of complicated emotional vortex." Han Yi leaned his hands on the sink counter and sighed softly, "Of course, as the night deepened and the game reached a white-hot stage, this thought was quickly replaced by several other thoughts - 'Why is tonight so long', 'How will this end', and... 'If hell really exists, this is what hell looks like'."

"You should never think like that, baby."

Carefully observing Han Yi's somewhat gloomy expression, Barbara smiled, shook her head, and then hugged him.

"You should never feel sorry or depressed because a lot of people like you. You will attract who you are able to attract, and this is beyond your control. I mean, take a good look at yourself, baby, what do you lack? You are young, cute, thoughtful, humorous, still in school, and you have already started to build an ever-expanding business empire. Any girl who is lucky enough to have you will no longer have to care about the troubles of the world. The only thing she needs to do is accept your love and love you seriously."

"Sometimes..." At this point, Barbara rested her chin on Han Yi's shoulder, lowered her eyes, and sighed almost imperceptibly, "Sometimes when I think of you, I feel scared. Because I know you haven't shown me all of you, and what I have seen so far has made me... a little overwhelmed." "Why?"

"How much more do I have to work to be as good as you?"

"Barbie, why do you think so?" Han Yi hugged her with his backhand, his thick and warm palms gently covering her back, "You started your career at the age of thirteen. You are the youngest spokesperson for L'Oreal, and you are one of the most famous supermodels in the world! Just now in the restaurant, did you notice the reactions of those people after they saw you? Every boy dreams of being with you, and every girl dreams of being you. The reason why you are who you are today is because of your diligent work attitude and the achievements you have made with your own hands. The reason why I am who I am today... is just because I inherited a fortune."

"What are we doing now? Flattering each other and fawning over each other so we can feel good about ourselves again?"

"Isn't this what people should do in a relationship?" Han Yi kissed Barbara's forehead, "to make each other feel better about themselves than they actually are."

"What's the relationship?" Barbara raised her head and put her nose against Han Yi's.

"Of course it's the kind of relationship we just told Jaewoo about." Han Yi's breathing began to become short.

"What kind of relationship is that?" Barbara stroked Han Yi's cheek, "I want you to tell me in person."

"Boyfriend and Girlfriend Relationships."

This is indeed the most appropriate summary of the current situation between him and Barbara.

…Anyway, since the “Han couple” already has two groups, it wouldn’t be too much to have another girlfriend.

"Really?" Barbara snorted and turned away from looking at Han Yi. "I don't remember you asking."

"Barbara..." Han Yi took a deep breath and prepared to ask that question.

A person who has too much debt does not worry, and a person who has too many lice does not itch. It has come to this point, and if he continues to be hesitant, is he still a human being?

"I am willing."

Barbara was also a straightforward girl. Before Han Yi could finish his words, she excitedly covered her boyfriend's mouth.

"I'm glad to meet you again in a new identity." The joy and happiness overflowing from her eyes and lips far exceeded the scope of Barbara's control. "Let me introduce myself again - my name is Barbara Paven, I'm 23 years old, and I'm from Hungary. I'm a model, traveling back and forth between the United States and Europe for work. I live in New York and London, and occasionally stay in Paris for a short time."

"I am a smart, strong, rational, and independent woman... at least that's how I like to see myself. But in front of the person I like, when I'm in love with him, I will become clingy, act like a spoiled child, become jealous, and become possessive."

Barbara's fingertips brushed across Han Yi's chest, and she spoke softly and gently, as if in a dream, but she declared very firmly.

"But I promise you that I will do my best to be the best girlfriend I can be. I promise that I will understand, support, care about you, and always give you the maximum attention and love that you deserve."

"I also promise you that from now on, this book, Barbara Pavin, will be completely open for you to browse. Little by little, I will reveal all my secrets to you, and as time goes by, you will see all sides of me, both good and bad."

"I will answer every question you ask, and I will tell you the truth about every word I say."

"I like you, Yi. I really do."

"Me too, Barbie."

After their lips closed and parted naturally, the two smiled at each other.

"It feels like a dream." Barbara sighed and continued to linger in Han Yi's arms.

"I felt the same way... From the moment I saw you in the parking lot, I had this unreal feeling. You showed me around my student apartment, had dinner with my roommates, talked about how we met and..."

"Hey, speaking of this, I have a question. I think I have the answer, but I want to hear it from you."

"Ask, what are your questions?" Barbara said with a smile, "I just promised that I will answer every question you have."

"Why did you make up a completely new version of the story in front of Jaewoo? Was it because you didn't want to tell him about our first meeting... or because you didn't want to mention too many... other factors."

"Both... but neither is the main reason."

Upon hearing this question, Barbara was stunned for a moment, and showed a rare look of loneliness.

"I made up a story that didn't happen, mostly because... I didn't like the way we started this relationship and I hated the way I had to deal with it afterwards."

"My actions...are not only sorry for you, but also for myself."

(End of this chapter)