hollywood billionaire

Chapter 538 Winter Family Feast (Part 1)

"why?"

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, then put on an expression that was extremely bewildered, extremely surprised, and extremely innocent.

"But I... originally wanted you to be the director."

Pooh.

That's what scumbags are like; they'll say anything to please a girl.

He clearly wanted Antoine-Gasser to represent him on the board of directors, but Yu-jin happened to see it, and a misunderstanding arose. Now he dares to say such a nonsensical thing as "I originally wanted you to be the one".

That's probably why he has so many girlfriends.

The more shameless a person is, the wider their path in life becomes.

Moreover, it can run four lanes at the same time.

"I see……"

Yu-jin raised her eyelids, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her throat tightened as she forcefully suppressed the emotion that was almost overflowing from her voice.

"But doesn't that contradict the decisions we made together before?"

"If I represent you as a director of the Metropolitan Metropolitan, how will others perceive our relationship?"

"That makes sense." Han Yi continued to feign ignorance, scratching his head. "I had forgotten about that."

"You realize that, don't you?" Zhao Youzhen smiled and gently smoothed down the tuft of hair that Han Yi had ruffled. "Besides, I'm already quite busy with what I have on hand. So many artists, and I still have to find time to study for exams. Where would I find the time to come to New York for a museum event?"

"So I think that if you don't want to be in the public eye, Antoine might be the most suitable person for this position. He was the one who handled this deal, he's very interested in the art field, and he's a capable person, so he'll definitely do a good job."

"Hmm... okay, I'll think about it and talk to him again to see what he thinks."

After going around in circles, the outcome returned to the track he had planned. Han Yi felt relieved, but on the surface, he still frowned and looked hesitant.

However, to be honest, Yu-jin's performance tonight really touched him and left him deeply moved. Although she was ambitious and driven, she insisted on reaping what she sowed and never coveted any empty fame, always thinking of him first.

Who wouldn't cherish a girlfriend who's both a good homemaker and a successful career woman?

"Okay, you can decide for yourself what to do."

Yu-jin put her hands behind her back, took a deep breath, wrinkled her nose at him, and looked extremely charming and cute.

Only in front of him would the Korean girl show such lively and adorable expressions.

"It's amazing! Every time I come here, I stay for at least half a day. Every time I feel like I've seen everything, but the next time I come back, I always discover something new..."

After finishing their business, Youzhen returned to her rare state of languor. Her gaze swept over the famous paintings by Valentine Boulogne one by one, finally landing on the exhibition hall information board at the main entrance.

"Alice Cantor and the B. Gerard Cantor Foundation"

"Our mission is to uphold the founder's commitment to philanthropic leadership in two main areas—medicine and the arts. The foundation achieves this by providing projects, facilities, and endowments to outstanding medical, educational, and cultural institutions in the United States and globally. In medicine, we are committed to supporting institutions at the forefront of biomedical research and clinical care, with a particular focus on women's health..."

"Youzhen, let's go back after we've finished looking around here." As Zhao Youzhen silently read the introduction of the exhibition hall's sponsors, Han Yi appeared beside her without making a sound, trying to divert her attention elsewhere. "We're going to Madison's house as guests tomorrow, so we need to get up early."

The reason he wanted to divert her attention was simple: Han Yi had already studied Gallery 999 of the Metropolitan Museum of Art for the lease agreement of Klimt's painting, and had also taken a look at the identity and background of the biggest financier of Gallery 999.

Bernard Gerald Cantor's career trajectory is very clear—the founder of Cantor Fitzgerald, a big name in Wall Street's private equity industry, and a highly respected art collector on the Upper East Side.

And Alice Cantor?

Before joining Cantor-Fitzgerald as executive secretary and eventually marrying Bernard, she was a famous fashion model in New York in the 1960s.

Fashion models marrying billionaires... how come there are so many?
Although he didn't know if Youzhen would connect this introduction to Han Yi's own situation, or whether she would react as he predicted, or whether she would focus more on Alice's "executive secretary" position or her "fashion model" role, Han Yi, having been bitten once, was afraid to take any risks. Any information that could cause jealousy between his girlfriends had to be kept out of their sight.

"Oh, right, I'm going to Madison's house tomorrow..."

Han Yi's plan worked. Upon hearing this, Youzhen immediately looked away, staring at the floor in a daze, seemingly lost in thought.

"What's wrong?" Even though he had already heard some clues from Madison, he still had to pretend to know nothing in front of Youzhen—sometimes, he was afraid that he would accidentally wear the wrong mask if he carried too many masks in his pocket.

"Nothing, just..."

Perhaps it was the closed environment with no outsiders present that made her feel at ease. After hesitating for a moment, Youzhen decided to tell Han Yi all the worries that had been lingering in her heart.

"After we came back from Las Vegas, things got a little strange between us."

"Uh, yes..." Han Yi carefully chose his words, "is there a slight communication problem?"

“Not really.” Youzhen shook her head, also searching for the most appropriate way to describe it. “Work-wise, it’s the same as before. She responds immediately to whatever you say, very efficient, and very obedient.”

"So... I haven't been chatting with you much lately?"

“No, actually we still talk about many things we used to talk about, like clothes, cosmetics, TV series, but…” Yu-jin paused here, and after a long while, waved her hand, “You’re a guy, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you. It’s not about what we talked about or didn’t talk about, but I can feel a kind of… invisible and intangible barrier between us, and that’s what makes me feel really uncomfortable.”

“Actually, you know my personality. It’s hard for me to let others into my life, and it’s hard for me to make real friends. My relationship with Maddie was because of our manager-artist relationship, which brought us together very closely from the beginning. After going through so much together, we slowly grew closer.” Youzhen sighed, looking wistful. “So, I really cherish my relationship with her, and I really like Maddie’s personality. I feel like we get along very well, and we complement each other in many ways. I think our relationship could last a long time… But now it seems that maybe I’m just not suited to having friends.”

"Since you have such good feelings for her, then don't give up." Han Yi, who was used to giving inspirational speeches to celebrities, subconsciously encouraged her, "I'm going to Maddie's house tomorrow anyway, so find an opportunity to talk to her alone and clear things up."

"How do you want to talk to her about it?" Youzhen's eyes widened slightly involuntarily, then returned to normal, and she glanced at Han Yi with a half-smile. "Should I advise her to give up on you, or should I advise me to give up on you?"

Han Yi fell silent.

"Anyway... that's how it is. I can't have everything anyway." Zhao Youzhen sighed and forced a smile. "Don't worry, as long as I'm still her manager, I will do my best to help her plan her career. If one day she comes to you and says she wants to change managers, then change them for her. There are so many capable managers in TGO, any one of them can manage her without any problem."

“She wouldn’t,” Han Yi quickly reassured her softly. “She trusts you so much, she depends on you so much, why would she want to replace you?”

“That’s how it is now, but who knows what will happen in the future.” Zhao Youzhen pursed her lips tightly. “When we go public, you’ll see how McGrady reacts.”

“I told you, she’s just childish,” Han Yi continued, forcing a smile. “She’s still young, hasn’t seen or eaten anything good, so she treats me like… I don’t even know what she treats me like. Anyway, Hollywood isn’t that big, but it’s not small either. It’s not short of billionaires, and it’s not short of handsome men. Once her stage gets bigger and she has more contact with the outside world, the problem will naturally be solved.”

“If you don’t even believe it yourself, then don’t say it anymore.” Youzhen grasped Han Yi’s hand, her gaze filled with a hint of helplessness. “You keep saying that, but whether she’s just being childish or something else, I can see it clearly, Xu Yiru can see it clearly, and you should see it clearly yourself, especially after we came back from Las Vegas. No matter…”

It was clear that Youzhen had a lot on her mind and a lot of resentment she wanted to tell Han Yi. But even in this safe environment where no one was around, the Korean girl hesitated for a long time before finally not saying what she really wanted to say.

"In any case, since I chose you, I believe you will handle these things well. As for other things, I don't need to worry about them, and I don't want to."

"All right."

Han Yi didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod and give a vague reply.

"Shall we... go?"

"Let's go."

Youzhen didn't expect Han Yi to provide a perfect solution immediately; she even anticipated his avoidance. But when this expected evasion actually happened, and when the subtle hope buried deep in her heart was dashed, a sense of disappointment still lingered.

But she still turned her head and gave Han Yi, who was holding her hand, a faint smile. The smile was still gentle, even carrying a hint of understanding and tolerance.

"Go home early and get some rest."

"I hope everything goes well tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)