hollywood billionaire

Chapter 482 Xiaoru’s Gift (Part )
"This is just great."

Her fingertips lightly touched her lips. Xiaoru's resentful look was not acted seriously at all, and her happy smile was almost overflowing.

"It's swollen again."

"It deserves to be swollen." Han Yi's tone was firm, "See if you dare to flirt with me again."

"No flirting."

Xiaoru brushed away the strand of hair stuck to the corner of her mouth with an innocent expression.

"I said, 'Sure', and I'm not being irresponsible to you."

"You are being irresponsible." Han Yi pursed his lips helplessly, "You don't even consider the situation. In this kind of situation...doing that kind of thing. If something really happens, won't you regret it later? Such a precious thing."

“Precious?”

"It's precious."

"You think so?"

"You don't think so?"

"I think so... and I think you think so too." As Xiaoru recited this tongue twister, her sly expression spread along with the blush on her cheeks, "So I'm not afraid."

"Hey, you are just..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Xiaoru took her lover's arm and pushed him two steps away.

Han Yi had a lot to say, but after such a long period of passionate kissing, he didn't move an inch towards the king's bed.

Wholehearted trust and worry-free joy are the hardest things to find in this world.

"Let me ask you, do you remember that time when we were standing on the second floor stairs, what game were we playing?"

"I spy." Han Yi blurted out without thinking, "It's just that there was something wrong with the way we played at that time."

"Then play with me again." Xiaoru wrinkled her nose, "This time, play it the right way."

"Okay." Han Yi nodded and took a deep breath. "You go first?"

"I'll go first." The girl from Taiwan pondered for a moment, then switched to English with a honey-like granularity, "I'm a little spy. I discovered with my little eyes that the first letter of something is...H."

"H?"

Han Yi leaned back, glanced into the courtyard, shook his index finger, and answered with certainty.

"Horsch."

"So amazing?!" Xiaoru widened her eyes in surprise, "How did you know?"

"I just know it." This time it was Han Yi's turn to be proud, "But why did you see her at first sight?"

"Because she's amazing." Xu Yiru's eyes curved slightly, and she smiled at him, "I don't know much about music, but it's been on the charts for ten consecutive times, that's rare, right?"

"Actually, there are quite a few. This year alone, there are "Work" and "One Dance"..." Han Yi's voice stopped abruptly. "No, it seems that they both topped the charts for nine weeks in a row... But last year there were also two songs that topped the charts for a long time. I remember that "Uptown Funk" was at the top for fourteen weeks. "See You Again"... should have been at the top for more than ten weeks."

"Let me check." Xiaoru was more active than Han Yi. She took out her phone and typed on the screen. "'Uptown Funk', fourteen weeks for sure. But 'See You Again' missed one week in the middle, replaced by Taylor's 'Bad Blood'. And that, in 14, only 'Happy' was the only song that topped the charts for ten weeks in a row."

"Is that so?" Han Yi nodded. "Looking at it this way, it seems to be quite rare. There is only about one song every year."

"There's still a month and a half left in this year, and it seems like it's too late for other songs to surpass us."

"really."

"Yeah, first place this year!" Xiaoru cheered softly, "That's great, Mr. Han!"

"We just took advantage of their fame." Han Yi was very clear-headed. "The song belongs to Sony. Horch is only the vocalist. The master copyright and music copyright are not in our hands. We can't get much money."

"I don't care." Putting the phone back into her pocket, Xiaoru clung to Han Yi like an octopus again, "You are awesome."

"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, right?"

"No way!" Xiaoru expressed strong opposition, "There are so many people of your age in school, who can compare with you? By the way, do you still remember Chamanni?"

"Remember, the most hated woman in Southeast Asia." Han Yi responded, "What's wrong with her?"

"Ever since I shared the news last time, she has been coming to me to ask about you and even wants me to invite you out for dinner."

"Me?" Han Yi frowned, "Did she find out what I was doing?"

"What do you think?"

"How did you find out?" Han Yi was a little confused. "If I remember correctly, my name shouldn't have appeared in that article, right?"

"When I forwarded it, I specifically wrote, 'I'm proud of you and Han Music.'" Xiaoru paused and continued, "Also, do you want to search your name on Google? The first twenty or so articles are all about you and UTA, and most of them have photos."

"That's it." Han Yi sighed, "If that woman knows, then half of the people at USC will know."

"Yiyi, you..." Xiaoru asked tentatively, "You really don't want people in school to know what you are doing now, right?"

"Well... you can say that." Han Yi thought for a moment and gave an affirmative answer, "I don't want too many people I know to know what I'm doing now. Things should be done in secrecy. I haven't made any achievements yet, so there's no need to show off everywhere."

"I know." Xiaoru responded quietly, "Sorry, I won't do it next time."

"What nonsense are you talking about again, huh?" Han Yi laughed dumbly and pinched Xiaoru's cheek. "I know you can't stand her expression and want to help me vent my anger. How can I blame you?"

"She is really, very annoying. I still get angry when I think about it now." Xu Yiru pouted, looking angrily.

"Did our Xiaoru teach her a lesson?" Han Yi said in a doting tone, as if he was coaxing a child, "Did she realize her narrow-mindedness and feel ashamed and embarrassed?"

"Well... no." Xiaoru got angry quickly and lost her temper quickly. "After she found out you were a billionaire, she didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, she seemed even more excited."

"More excited?"

"Yes, he keeps asking me questions and wants your contact information."

"No way?" Han Yi was a little speechless, "Didn't we clearly tell her that we were dating?"

"Who knows?" Xiaoru shrugged. "I feel like, either she wants to be friends with you so she can show off to others that she knows someone in Hollywood. Or... she thinks she can snatch you away from you."

"What are you dreaming about?" Han Yi sneered, "One hundred of her stacked together are still not as good as 0.01% of you."

"Right?"

The tail of Xu Yiru's voice was like a feather dipped in honey, lightly brushing over the tip of Han Yi's ear. Through her forced mouth, Han Yi could almost see the cat's tail swaying proudly behind her.

"Mr. Han, are you talking so sweetly now?"

"I've signed up for a cram school."

"Cram school?"

"Yeah." Han Yi nodded. "The cram school teacher's surname is Xu, and he's very fierce."

"You will lose points if you talk about the teacher behind his back." Xiaoru poked his collarbone with her fingertips, and then her expression became a little worried as if she suddenly thought of something. "Now that Charmanni knows about it, what should we do? She has a lot of friends in school, especially Asian students. I guess... it won't be long before your roommates hear about it."

"He probably... doesn't know yet, right?"

"He definitely doesn't know. How could he know?"

When Park Jae-woo was mentioned, the hairs all over Han Yi's body stood up and turned into spikes.

"It doesn't matter if Charmannie goes out and spreads gossip, or if Jaewoo hears about it, just don't tell him."

"How should I tell him?" Xu Yiru looked at Han Yi strangely, "I don't have his contact information... I've only met him three or four times in total." "What I mean is, even if you meet him at school and he asks you... this and that, you just say you don't know."

Han Yi really wanted to say, "Don't believe whatever he says," but if he really said that, there would be too many doubts.

I should find an opportunity to talk to Jaewoo alone and ask him to help me keep Barbara's secret.

"Oh, okay." Xiaoru responded and watched him blink a little faster than usual.

"Go on, I Spy I Spy!" Han Yi hurriedly changed the subject. He rubbed his hands, looking very expectant, "Let's see if you and I have a tacit understanding."

"Then I'll continue."

"Come."

"I am a little spy, and I discovered with my little eyes that the first letter of something is...B."

"Bilee." Without even a millisecond of hesitation, Han Yi directly gave the correct answer.

"Is it really that amazing?" Xiaoru was surprised. "B could also be many other things, such as Birthday Cake."

"But I know you are talking about her. Look at that girl, she is making such a big noise." Han Yi raised his chin. In the courtyard dance floor of 864 Stradella Road, the ones jumping the most happily were indeed the group of HMG sisters led by Billie Eilish.

“Today I heard that her song “Bellyache” has reached No. 14.”

"Yes."

"It seems like her birthday is in December."

"December 12th, I remember."

"That means she is only 14 years old now."

"uh-huh."

"It was really scary." Xu Yiru sighed, "When I was 14 years old... I didn't know what I was doing."

"I know." Han Yi raised her hand. "She's a nun in Nantou and eats vegetarian food... Ouch!"

"You are the nun." Xiaoru bit Han Yi's shoulder and her admiration for Billie's achievements turned into a sigh of satisfaction. "But to be honest, it's not easy to write a hit single at the age of fourteen. Is she going to have her own tour soon?"

"It's planned." Han Yi nodded in response, "After the third promotional single is released and it makes it to the charts, we can announce the official station and start selling tickets."

"Is that the song 'I don't wanna be you any more'?"

"Correct."

"That song is my favorite. After hearing it in Mad City, I have been playing it on repeat recently."

"Not anymore."

"what?"

"I mean, she'll write something better and more popular in the future. The songs in this EP are just experiments that she and her brother came up with."

"I also think that these two siblings are truly geniuses." Xiaoru agreed.

"Everyone I like is a genius." Han Yi was not modest at all. "Just wait and see. With so many artists in the company, every one of them will become famous."

"This feeling... must be great, right?" Xu Yiru did not respond directly to Han Yi's bragging, but blurted out this sentence for no reason.

"What feeling?" Han Yi was a little confused.

“The feeling of really knowing what you want to do and really believing in what you’re doing.”

"Great." After a moment of silence, Han Yi's expression changed subtly. He hugged Xiaoru tightly and said softly but firmly, "You will experience it in the future."

"Not everyone is so lucky." Xiao Ru rested her chin on Han Yi's chest and smiled at him, looking unconcerned. "Okay, come on, I'll test you again to see if you're really that good at guessing. Then you can ask me."

"Okay, let's go on."

"I am a little spy, and I discovered with my little eyes that the first letter of something is...D."

"Dua-Lipa."

"This... is a bit too exaggerated." Xiaoru said in disbelief, "There are many people whose names start with D. Shouldn't we guess Dr. Dre first? There are even two Ds in his name."

"I know you're talking about her." Han Yi smiled, "Because you must be curious. She's been developing in the UK recently, so why did she suddenly come to the United States, right?"

"Right...shouldn't she and Anne-Marie both be working there?"

"Because every European and American singer, no matter how well they perform in other countries, has to come to the United States. Only when they become famous in the United States can they be considered truly successful." Han Yi explained carefully, "'Blow Your Mind' was released in the UK at the end of August. Like 'Hotter Than Hell', it has entered the top 8 of the UK Singles Chart and is now making a sprint to the top . The performance of two consecutive singles in the local market is not bad. What she needs to do next is to expand the market on this side of the Atlantic."

"Like... Billie Eilish and the others, we have arranged a job for Dua to be the opening guest for others. Troye Sivan's tour will be here from November 11st to 1th. She will be performing and participating in radio shows and so on."

"You can tell me her name, it's okay."

"Whose name?" Han Yi pretended to be confused.

"Madison." Xiaoru didn't give him a chance to play dumb. "I'm not the type who gets jealous. I know she's your artist, and we'll inevitably have a lot of contact at work in the future. I don't mind normal communication. After all, even that... Never mind. Just be careful. You have to understand the principles she doesn't understand, okay? Look, look."

Following Xu Yiru's gaze, Han Yi turned his head and looked outside the railing. Madison was holding four or five red paper cups with her hands raised high, and another one in her mouth, trotting towards Billie and her other friends.

You can tell just from her stumbling posture that she doesn't usually like to drink, but today she was particularly happy and got herself drunk like she was in Las Vegas.

"Drinking again." Han Yi frowned slightly, "Don't you even pay attention to the occasion."

"Everyone is happy today, so don't worry about it. Let Yuzhen talk to her tomorrow, and you don't have to go in person. Little girl, you have to save your face." Xiaoru stroked Han Yi's arm, her voice soft and elegant, showing her increasingly sophisticated demeanor as a wealthy lady.

"Even if you're happy you can't just drink in front of so many people. It's not like there are no outsiders around." Han Yi still muttered a few words.

"So what are you going to do? Just go down and take away her wine glass?" Xiaoru tapped Han Yi's nose with her fingertips. "Let her stay here tonight and don't go out to show her face. Anyway, we have a 'no photo policy' on the scene today, right? As long as the outside media can't take pictures and write news, it doesn't matter much."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll ask Corey to take care of her later, so she doesn't drink too much and get into trouble."

"Good boy." The girl from Taiwan pecked her boyfriend on the cheek as a reward. "Today is your birthday, don't worry too much... Come on, continue playing with me. One last question, which three letters did I mention just now, counting from the back to the front?"

"D, B, and H."

“Do you know why I chose these three letters?”

"why?"

"Because you read it in reverse order. See if you can read it again."

"HBD."

"What does this abbreviation mean?"

"Happy Birthday." Han Yi looked at Xu Yiru, a smile on his face. "You played this game with me just to wish me a happy birthday in the form of an acrostic poem, right?"

"That's not all. I'm playing this game with you so that I can have a reasonable opportunity... to give you a birthday present."

Under Han Yi's suddenly surprised gaze, Xiaoru smiled and produced a wooden box from her waist like a magic trick, held it in her palm, and handed it to him.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

"Yi Yi, this is the third birthday I've spent with you, and it's also the first time I've given you a real birthday present."

"On your first two birthdays, all I could say to you was, happy birthday, my friend."

"But on this birthday, I can finally say to you—"

"Happy birthday, my love."

(End of this chapter)