hollywood billionaire

Chapter 514 The Disney Kiss (Part 2)
Han Yi's kiss landed suddenly, with an undeniable tenderness, precisely capturing Youzhen's slightly parted lips, which were a little cold with surprise.

In that instant, Yu-jin felt as if she had been struck by an even stronger electric current than before, and she froze completely, even forgetting to breathe.

All the vibrant colors, cheerful music, spinning dolls... everything suddenly faded, went silent, and rapidly receded into a blurry backdrop.

Her entire world seemed to shrink infinitely, ultimately converging within the small space where their lips touched. Youzhen could clearly feel the warmth of his lips, softer than in her dreams, carrying a tenderness that captivated her heart.

What she initially felt was a gentle touch, like a butterfly alighting on a petal, tentative, as if waiting for her permission. Then, the pressure deepened slightly, becoming more intense, carrying a firm, comforting warmth, as if patiently tracing the outline of her lips, or as if silently conveying to her the surging tenderness, understanding, and the promise of "I'm here" in this most direct way.

A strange and intense tingling sensation, like the dense bubbles of a carbonated drink, suddenly burst from between their pressed lips, quickly spreading throughout her body, making her fingertips numb and her legs weak, almost unable to support her body, and she could only lean more intimately into his embrace.

The faint scent of him that she had gradually become familiar with over the past few months enveloped her completely in an unprecedented way, invading all her senses.

Yu-jin's mind went blank; she lost all ability to think and could only react instinctively. Her peach blossom eyes, which had widened in shock, involuntarily and slowly closed, her eyelashes drooping wearily.

Her hand, which had been pressed against his chest with a hint of helpless resistance, now quietly loosened its grip. Her fingertips curled slightly and slid down unconsciously, eventually obediently grasping the linen fabric of his chest, as if a drowning person had grabbed onto the only piece of driftwood.

She awkwardly, almost breathlessly, accepted the kiss, feeling the tender caresses and lingering touches that brought a dizzying thrill. An indescribable warmth, a mixture of bittersweetness, surged from the deepest part of her heart, quickly engulfing her. It was a quiet farewell to all the regrets of her childhood, and a complete surrender to the person before her.

In this place that had once filled her with longing and anticipation, yet also filled her with fear and dread, Yu-jin felt no loneliness or loss. Instead, she felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and peace. The melody of "It's a Small World" still echoed in her ears, but from this moment on, it was given a completely new meaning.

Han Yi is its new meaning.

Han Yi's kiss was not too deep, remaining a restrained and tender touch, but the intensity of the emotion it contained was enough to shake Youzhen's hardened defenses built up over twenty years.

She knew that with this kiss, he was solemnly stamping a warm mark on the regrets of her childhood, telling her: the past cannot be retrieved, but I am with you in the present and the future.

After a long while, just as Youzhen felt herself about to faint from lack of oxygen, Han Yi reluctantly withdrew a little. His forehead gently pressed against hers, his breathing also somewhat rapid and hot. That breath brushed against the sensitive skin of her upper lip, bringing a slight shiver.

Youzhen slowly opened her eyes, her pupils glistening with tears, misty and moist, filled with lingering excitement and unbelievable tenderness.

"you know……"

Yu-jin's voice was so hoarse that she had to clear her throat before she could continue speaking in English.

What does this kiss mean to me?

“Of course I know.” Han Yi nudged Youzhen’s nose with the tip of his nose and replied in English, “That’s why I kissed you.”

"That's good."

Switching to Chinese, Youzhen wrapped her arms around Han Yi's neck, nestling obediently in his arms like a koala, without moving an inch.

"Would you like to see it again?" A few minutes later, as the second boat tour was about to end, Han Yi lowered his head and asked softly, "If you want, we can play in It's a Small World until the park closes."

"No need." Youzhen yawned lazily, snuggled into her sweetheart's arms, and struggled to lift her eyelids, looking at the cave exit that was getting closer and brighter in front of her.

"I've seen everything I wanted to see."

For the rest of the time, Youzhen and Hanyi not only stopped playing in It's a Small World, but they also showed no interest in trying any of the other attractions. They simply strolled hand in hand between the Dream Kingdom and Tomorrowland themed areas, chatting away.

A filter called love enveloped them, isolating them in a small world where only the two of them existed.

Han Yi and You Zhen have spoken countless words today, just like the past hundred days and nights. There seems to be no awkward silence between them, and they never find themselves unable to find a topic to talk about.

However, unlike usual, and even fundamentally different from their conversation at lunch earlier, their conversations after that deep kiss no longer revolved around work, and their daily routines were no longer just routines—the two of them began to reveal to each other their likes, dislikes, and habits that were previously unknown to one another, laying the groundwork and building a solid foundation for their future relationship.

In other words, the two most compatible and synchronized business partners have tacitly begun to align their relationship as a couple.

"My favorite Disney movie? Of course, it's Mulan. I've always loved Chinese culture, and Mulan's personality really appeals to me. When I was little, I just thought she was cool in battle and her clothes were nice. But as I grew up, especially after experiencing... those things, I looked back and truly understood her."

Passing by Snow White's Amazing Adventure, the two began a discussion about Disney's classic series.

“She was also afraid, she missed home, and she doubted herself in the dead of night whether she could do it. But she did not back down. She held back her tears, swallowed her bitterness, gritted her teeth, and step by step, she transformed from a girl who didn’t even know how to hold a weapon into a general.”

"I really look just like you, I'm not kidding."

"If I could have half the courage of Mulan, that would be wonderful... And you, what's your favorite Disney movie?"

"The Lion King".

"Oh, you like Simba?"

"No. Simba, Mufasa, and that guy... yeah, Scar, I didn't feel anything for those lions. The reason I like The Lion King is because I like Timon and Pumbaa."

"Timon and Pumbaa are...?"

"Yes, the Chinese translations are Timon and Pumbaa."

"Haha, thinking about it carefully, it seems to make a lot of sense. Someone as joking as you must really enjoy Timon and Pumbaa's funny scenes."

"Actually, it's not because they're funny, or rather, it's not just because they're funny. I like them both, mainly because I like their optimism." Han Yi started singing as he spoke, "Hakuna Matata—what a wonderful phrase!"

“Hakuna Matata!” Yujin immediately followed up, “Ain’t no passing craze—”

"It means that from now on, there will be no more worries or concerns. This is our carefree philosophy of life, Hakuna Matata. What great lyrics, isn't it? If 'It's a Small World' is your stress-relieving anthem, then 'Hakuna Matata' is mine."

"Okay... How about we watch this at your place in a couple of days? I'd like to watch The Lion King with you again."

"okay!"

"What about love songs? Which one is your favorite? A Disney one?"

Before she had taken two steps, under the spinning Dumbo in the air, Yu-jin thought of another good question.

"This... I need to think about it. What about you?" Han Yi tossed the question back, "Reflection?"

"That's not really a love song. Although I like 'Mulan,' I don't think the romantic storyline between Mulan and Li Xiang is very good. The reason for the two of them to be together is far-fetched. Besides, a famous female hero in history doesn't need a fictional boyfriend."

"A certain female hero even fabricated a husband when she bought a car."

"Is this fiction?" Youzhen grabbed Han Yi's face and pinched it, kneading it. "Isn't he obediently shopping at Disneyland with me right now?"

"See, I've found another place for you to surpass Mulan." Han Yi's mouth never fails him. "If it's not 'Reflection,' then which one is it?"

"There are many favorites, but if I had to pick one... I'd say 'A Whole New World'."

“I like it very much too.” Han Yi put one hand behind his back and the other on his waist. “Your most loyal magic lamp is at your service at any time, Princess Jasmine.”

“Princess Jasmine’s love interest is Aladdin.” Yu-jin covered her mouth and laughed.

"Aladdin won't do," Han Yi waved his hand. "I'm like the magic lamp; I can grant you three wishes. Can he do that?"

"really?"

"real."

"My first wish is to know the answer to my question: which Disney love song is your favorite?"

"You're just going to waste three wishes like this... I didn't think of it for a moment, but now I do—'Start of Something New'."

"You fouled!" Yu-jin looked at him in surprise. "High School Musical counts?"

"Why not? Live-action movies are Disney movies, TV movies are Disney movies, how can you just expel someone from the Disney fandom?" Han Yi laughed. "Besides *The Lion King*, my favorite is *High School Musical*. It and *Glee* had a huge influence on me in high school. I wrote and performed musicals at school because of..."

"You've also written musicals?" Yu-jin was even more surprised.

"Hey, it was just something I wrote randomly, the kind of thing I did on a small scale at school." Han Yi started off pretending to be low-key, but before he was halfway through, he revealed his true colors. "Then the teacher saw that my play was pretty good and signed me up for a national English drama competition, and I accidentally won first place. That's all, nothing to brag about, nothing to brag about."

"So your high school life was really like 'High School Musical'?" Yu-jin looked at him with a mixture of envy and admiration.

"It's somewhat similar. I can only say that I did have a lot of time for singing and performing back then. I was one of those..."

"Since they look so alike, does that mean..." Han Yi was still trying to appear humble and pretentious when Youzhen had already steered the conversation in a dangerous direction, "You're like Troy in the movie, your first love was also your musical co-star, right?"

"cough……"

Han Yi almost choked on his own saliva.

He would rather choke to death on his own saliva.

Why were you showing off like that? You messed up, didn't you?
"Is it true or not? My second wish is that you tell the truth about this issue."

"Yes... there was a tiny bit, a very small, brief... romance with the female lead in a musical."

Han Yi made a gesture in front of the Korean girl that would make her male compatriots break down.

"Hmph, I knew it."

"You're not angry about this, are you, Youzhen?" Han Yi quickly tried to smooth things over, "That was all because I was young and didn't know any better, just messing around and playing around."

"Of course I'll be angry!" Zhao Youzhen's Leo possessiveness was on full display after their relationship progressed further. "I get angry when I think about how you were my first love, but I wasn't yours."

"Then how can I make you stop being angry?"

"There's no way," Yoo-jin said, arms crossed, her voice muffled. "I can't coax her anymore."

"A cone ice cream?"

"……two."

Five minutes later, Youzhen was happily eating a coffee-flavored waffle cone, while Han Yi stood by with another pistachio-flavored one, ready to lick any part that was about to melt.

"I'll forgive you for now," Yu-jin mumbled between slurs. "Don't bring up your first love next time."

"You're not allowed to bring up your first love next time? Listen to what you're saying." Han Yi leaned closer, took a bite of the ice cream in Youzhen's hand, savored the taste, and said, "There wasn't any hallucinogenic drug added."

"Mind your own business." Youzhen turned the egg roll around and licked the piece that Han Yi had bitten off smooth with her tongue. "Anyway... that's the idea. You can get the idea yourself."

"I didn't expect our Youzhen to be such an 'experience-oriented' person when it comes to dating," Han Yi chuckled. "What do you mean by 'experience-oriented'?" Youzhen asked, puzzled.

"It's like... not communicating clearly with your boyfriend and expecting him to figure it out on his own. If he can't figure it out, it means he doesn't love you anymore. This is called the 'experience-based' approach."

“No, that’s not me.” Yu-jin lowered the ice cream a little, fully revealing her extremely serious face. “I don’t like my boyfriend beating around the bush with me, so I won’t be beating around the bush with you either. I was just joking earlier. If something really upsets me in the future, you’ll definitely be the first person to know.”

"Unhappiness is a negative factor in a relationship, and negative factors need solutions. My solution is to tell you clearly and then we'll work together to find a solution."

"But some people say that occasionally throwing a tantrum or having a little spat can actually help strengthen a relationship. Don't you think so?" Han Yi asked.

"Of course not," Youzhen answered decisively. "I like perfection, and I hate trouble. Conflicts, arguments... just thinking about them gives me a headache. We already have so many worries to face together. So, let's try not to argue in the future, okay?"

"However, if you think this can enhance our relationship, I can..."

"I didn't say that!" Han Yi quickly crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't like arguing either."

“Then…” Yuzhen thought for a moment, then held up her little finger, “How about making this my third wish?”

"It's a word."

Han Yi hooked Youzhen's little finger around his finger and readily agreed.

"But……"

The two smiled at each other for this simple yet beautiful agreement, but almost the next second after reaching an agreement, Yu-jin frowned slightly.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Before Han Yi could glean anything from her furrowed brows, they relaxed. "Let's not talk about this today... Boyfriend, I've had enough shopping. Let's go back and have dinner, then wait for the parade!"

"Isn't this nickname a bit too blunt? It's just calling me 'boyfriend,' without even giving me a name?"

"I've been thinking about what to call you from now on," Yu-jin said, a little embarrassed, "but I haven't figured it out yet."

"Or should it be called Yi?"

"It's not special enough, everyone calls you that."

"Baby?"

"So childish."

"Honey?"

"Too formal."

"I'm out of ideas, just call me Han Kaka."

"...How about I just call you Han Zhongcheng?"

"also."

Along the way, the two of them discussed Han Yi's nickname for an unknown amount of time, coming up with countless strange ideas. The only thing we know is that after dinner, which started at five o'clock, ended, Han Yi and Youzhen squeezed into the crowd waiting for the parade on the main street and barely found a seat in the second row. Even after they had just stood there, they still hadn't reached an agreement.

"I wish your name was as unique as theirs."

Yu-jin sighed softly as her gaze drifted over the rows of flower shops slowly approaching them.

"Buzz Lightyear, Tinker Bell, Goofy..."

"Isn't my name unique enough? It's the E from ABCDEFG! Tell me, whose name is more unique than mine?" Han Yi was momentarily speechless. "And another thing... if my name was Doraemon, would you still like me and want to be with me? In the future, when we go out to dinner together, and the waiter asks you if you booked a table for two as Mr. Doraemon... wouldn't you want to find a crack in the floor to crawl into?"

"Don't worry, you're called Doraemon, and I'll be called Peter Pan. I'll wear green yoga pants and strut around in front of you every day." Youzhen laughed so hard she was shaking... well, her other parts were shaking too. In her memory, she had never been so unrestrainedly happy before.

"Be careful." Han Yi put his arm around her waist and gently reminded her, "You almost bumped into the kid behind you."

"Oh, excuse me... there are children around here?" Zhao Youzhen turned around apologetically and met the eyes of a chubby woman who was sweating profusely and fanning herself with a map of the amusement park.

"You can just say you want a hug."

"Shh, shh—" Han Yi covered Youzhen's sharp little mouth, "The first rule of dating is to play dumb when you should, it helps to enhance the relationship."

"Oh."

Zhao Youzhen didn't refute. She twisted in Han Yi's arms, finding the most comfortable angle for herself, and then nestled obediently in his arms, watching the entire "Paint the Night" parade with a radiant smile.

First unveiled to the public in 2014, "Paint the Night" received widespread acclaim. Its biggest difference from ordinary Disney parades lies in its extreme use of technology. It's an incredibly dazzling nighttime light and shadow show created using over a million LED lights, lasers, projections, and more. With a stronger sense of futurism, fantasy, and electronic party atmosphere, it's more like a large-scale nighttime electronic carnival.

As the sun set and a deafening electronic symphony played, a dazzling float carrying a glowing Mickey Mouse, a Tinker Bell sprinkling fairy dust, and a shimmering Elsa slowly drove by. Lasers ripped through the night sky, and cheers surged like waves. Han Yi embraced Youzhen from behind, enjoying their own tranquility and romance amidst this bustling spectacle of light and shadow.

Although they had been at Disneyland for nearly ten hours, the two did not feel tired. This was not only because they had only gone on four rides, eaten three meals, and rested frequently, but also because of the wonderful and beautiful dream they had woven for each other.

From this day forward, they will begin writing the next chapter of their lives together.

Such a significant change is enough to excite anyone to the point of sleeplessness.

So, after a brief discussion, the young couple decided not to return to the parking lot and drive away early like some tourists who had already exhausted themselves, in order to avoid the return rush. Instead, they decided to stay at Disneyland and witness the most magnificent finale before the park closed.

A winter holiday-themed fireworks show called "Believe...Festival Magic".

It is a unique program launched by Disneyland in California in 2000. Its main purpose is to turn the traditional winter holidays into the next growth point for the park’s visitors, especially during major year-end holidays such as Christmas, Hanukkah and Kwanza.

From the second weekend of November to the first weekend of January of the following year, "Believe...Festival Magic" will start promptly at 11:1 pm.

"Do you cherish the magic of the holidays in your heart? Are you filled with warm memories waiting to be rediscovered? Now is the time to open your heart—believe in that magic, relive those precious moments… They have never left, they are always waiting in the depths of your heart, hoping to touch your heartstrings again. Please join us and let the magic of the holidays guide you."

As a warm female voice announced over the park's loudspeaker, the lights around Sleeping Beauty Castle gradually dimmed, and a restless anticipation spread through the crowd.

Youzhen and Hanyi nestled close together in a carefully chosen spot beside the main road, their gazes sweeping over the throng of people and focusing on the fairytale castle whose outline was gradually becoming clear in the twilight.

Suddenly, a beam of pure white light pierced the night sky, accompanied by a crisp popping sound, and the first dazzling firework bloomed above the castle, shining as pure and bright as an edelweiss.

As if it were a signal, the classic theme melody of "Believe" began to play, and the magnificent and hopeful movement performed by the symphony orchestra and chorus instantly enveloped the entire park.

Then, the castle itself became the largest canvas. Advanced projection technology vividly projected familiar Disney characters and winter wonderland onto the castle's towers and walls: Mickey and Minnie glided by on their sleighs, elves waved their magic wands to decorate the frost, and Queen Elsa from Frozen waved her hand to cover the entire castle with sparkling ice flowers. The light and shadow blended perfectly with the architecture, telling a story about festival beliefs and magic.

Meanwhile, the night sky became the true focus. It wasn't a single explosion, but a meticulously choreographed visual symphony.

First, there was the golden waterfall, with countless golden specks of light cascading down from the highest spire of the castle, like flowing molten gold, illuminating every astonished face looking up below.

Then came a colorful vortex, with red and green fireworks spiraling into the sky, intertwining and swirling, like a giant and cheerful Christmas candy cane.

Then came a silvery flash, as large swathes of silvery fireworks burst open in the sky, their tiny rays slowly falling, simulating a rare spectacle of snow falling from the sky in Southern California.

Finally, the sky was illuminated by heart-shaped fireworks and a shower of stars. Specially designed heart-shaped fireworks and a dense, rain-like array of star-shaped fireworks continuously lit up the night sky, creating an unparalleled spectacle of romance and brilliance.

The air was filled with a faint, specially designed "snowy breeze" fragrance for the holiday, mixed with the faint smell of gunpowder after fireworks, creating a unique and memorable festive scent.

Youzhen was completely captivated. She tilted her head back, her peach-blossom eyes reflecting the entire dazzling night sky and the shimmering castle, her deep pupils seemingly holding the entire Milky Way. With each burst of fireworks, she unconsciously gasped, a look of awe constantly playing on her lips. Childhood dreams, past loneliness, and the immense happiness of this moment intertwined and surged before this ultimate beauty, making her feel a sudden warmth in her eyes. She instinctively leaned back, pressing closer to Han Yi, as if to confirm that this was not a dream.

Han Yi sensed her emotions. He didn't speak, but simply hugged her tighter. Rather than watching the fireworks, he preferred to look down at her profile illuminated by the light, and at the stars reflected in her eyes.

That moved him more than any fireworks.

When you make a wish upon a star

No matter who you are.

Everything that one desires in one's heart
It will eventually come true.

If you have a dream in your heart

Desire knows no bounds.

When you make a wish upon a star
You are a dream chaser...

As the classic melody of "When You Wish Upon a Star" reached its climax amidst a sky full of fireworks, Yoojin turned around and stopped watching the fireworks. Or rather, she chose to wrap her arms around Han Yi's neck and look at the fireworks reflected in his eyes during this extremely romantic moment.

"Boyfriend, let me tell you, I've discovered the second rule of dating."

"Really?" Han Yi held Youzhen's waist, looking at her with affection. "What is the second rule?"

"Forces act in pairs."

"This isn't the second rule of dating, it's Newton's third law."

“It’s the same,” Yu-jin said with a light smile. “It should be the same between lovers.”

"You like me, and I like you."

"You treat me well, I'll treat you well in return."

"You've entered my dream, and I'll enter yours too."

Youzhen placed her hand on Han Yi's cheek, her eyes filled with infatuation.

"Boyfriend, we will dream many, many dreams together."

"I swear, I will become your dream too."

At this point, language has reached its limit.

Youzhen tightened her grip on Han Yi's neck, sending back the unwavering resolve Han Yi had planted in her heart that afternoon, accompanied by tender affection, through her slightly parted lips.

(End of this chapter)