hollywood billionaire

Chapter 86 Like and Get

Author: TrojanRW

Chapter 86 Like and Get

"I, I..."

Zhao Youzhen's words were like a pair of sharp scissors, trying to cut through Xu Yiru's mess, but they were trapped by the clueless clues and stuck in the pit of his heart, unable to move.

When did you start liking it?

Xiaoru has never thought about this problem.

Do you like it?

What does it mean to like it?

These are also topics that she has never communicated with herself.

"Others don't know, but I definitely know."

Zhao Youzhen moved his face closer to Xiao Ru, and his voice was extremely calm and gentle.

"How about I say it first?"

"Ah, you said..." Xu Yiru continued to stutter.

"I like him."

After saying this, Zhao Youzhen pretended to be calm and picked up the wine glass and took another sip, completely unaware that there was not a drop of liquid left in the glass.

"It should have started in...the taxi."

Xu Yiru didn't answer, but stared at Yu Zhen with great concentration, not even daring to blink, as if if she closed her eyes, she would miss some key information.

"Have I ever told you that after losing weight, if I consume too many calories, I will faint for a while?"

"No." Xiaoru shook her head and responded in a low voice.

"I'm much better now, unless I really ate a very exaggerated amount..." At this point, Zhao Youzhen subconsciously glanced at the three empty plates of different sizes in front of him, "But I just resumed my normal diet.

When I eat, I feel dizzy after every meal.”

"The most severe fainting was by Peter Luger."

"Uh-huh." Xu Yiru nodded slightly, indicating that she was listening. She pressed her lips tightly, trying not to let the sour emotions rise in her throat.

Peter Luger...that's obviously where I said I wanted to go.

"He tricked me into eating...a big piece of cheesecake with cream, it was very sweet. As soon as I swallowed it, I felt a little dizzy. I felt better for a while, but when I got into the taxi, I lost all my strength again, and my thinking was...

The memory is also very confusing."

"I just remember closing and opening my eyes, and vaguely heard the driver yelling..."

"When I fully regained consciousness, the first thing I saw was his face. He was very close to me and put his hand... here." Zhao Youzhen gestured under his nose, "Check if I am still breathing.

"

"Very concerned eyes, very flustered...clumsy."

Zhao Youzhen's body still existed on April 29, 2016, but his mind had long returned to that afternoon forty-three years ago.

She clearly remembered that day Han Yi was sitting on the right side of the taxi, facing the west. The moment he stretched out his hand to feel her breathing, the taxi stopped at the red light. The sunset hanging over Jersey City illuminated his entire face.

It is illuminated, with spots of light dancing in the eyes, cheeks rimmed with fiery red, and even the fine hairs on the tip of the nose are clearly visible, swaying in the gentle spring breeze.

"When I traveled before, I was always alone and had no companions. But at that moment, I felt... it would be good if there was someone by my side, even if he saw me at my most embarrassing side."

Zhao Youzhen's eyes traveled through time and space, lingering in the yellow taxi for a long time before reluctantly returning to reality.

Did she realize her affection for Han Yi that day?

Of course not.

The equal treatment of gender and appearance on Gaylei Avenue, the excellent demeanor at the press conference, the cup of ice American style in the office of the Xinghui Building office, will never listen and open up late at night, and it is difficult to count.

In the hot air of steaming, let the memory of the memory heating up.

I met very short time, but I really opened her heart to Han Yi mostly.

She feels like a person who is particularly twisted. She is eager to hear the real and fragile voice under her hard shell, but she does not want this fragile to be known by too many people.

So she travels alone and go to many places, but never share with anyone.

So she posted exquisite photos on Instagram, but set her account to private.

After the first talk about the family and the future that night, Zhao Yanzhen suddenly discovered that Han Yi became the solid bridge between her and this cruel world.

And there is a bridge that crosses the sky.

"I'm finished, it's you."

Zhao Yanzhen took another sip of 'wine', and then found that there was only air left in the glass. She put down the cup with a little shame and said in a very small voice.

"Don't say it."

"I ..."

Maybe it was Zhao Yanzhen's story that moved the long -established heartstrings, and Xu Yiru's eyes began to become blurred.

"I am in the car too."

She crossed back, not a yellow taxi in New York, but the treasure blue Ford tiger.

March 1, 2015.

"I communicated with Advisor in four years. After four years of reading, after reading the first semester, she allowed me to choose a course of a research institute to try the difficulty.

Bonding, the classroom atmosphere is also pretty good. So on his birthday that day, he also invited the whole class to go to his house to participate in a party. "

Speaking of which, Xu Yiru's voice choked.

"Unfortunately, that day, my parents just quarreled ... My mother cried and called me for more than an hour, saying that she wanted to divorce, and said that they would take me well ... before they before, they before.

I have also quarreled, but I have never been serious enough to mention divorce, and I have never showed contradictions in front of me. "

Gathering and more, the outbreak point of contradiction will naturally delay.

"I was hiding in the toilet in the professor's house, crying with her, and when I came out, the party was about to leave the field, and the outside was on the outside ... pouring the rain."

"It's raining?" There was a little skepticism in California who had lived in California for many years. I don't blame her. Anyone who calls LA writers knows that it can be considered a little rain here.

Strange strange things.

"Yeah, it's rare." Xu Yiru held his cheeks with one hand and nodded with a smile.

"After waiting for half an hour, there was no meaning to stop in the rain, but it became bigger and bigger. I won't drive, nor anything else, um ... a friend who can trust, except him."

Xu Yiru is outside the terrace. Even late at night, the fifth avenue and the Shangdong District classical building community are still brightly lit. Americans have no habit of electricity to turn off the lights. Commercial insurance also stipulates that the building must maintain visibility at any time at any time.

Therefore, even if there is no one in the building, all the lighting will be turned on.

The temperature in Manhattan dropped sharply at night, and a thin layer of mist appeared on the peninsula surrounded by water on three sides. The lights shuttled, reflected, and organically merged, forming rings of halos behind Xiao Ru.

This is what people call a beautiful night. In this hazy scene, Zhao Youzhen couldn't see Xu Yiru's face clearly, but thinking about it, there was no regret on that pretty face.

A flawless way of doing things, a polite and friendly social mask, and an independent attitude towards life would have led to such a result. Xiaoru will never ask for help from those so-called suitors. A favor can only be found with a reliable person.

Storing it will only make the relationship more harmonious. But if someone with intentions gets it, there will be countless troubles they will face.

As for asking friends of the same sex for help, that is even more impossible. Not to mention whether it is too squeamish to ask a female friend to take the risk to pick her up at night, Xiaoru also doesn’t want others to see her from the bottom of her heart.

Such a miserable look.

With tears stained and a haggard look on his face, he was waiting for someone to rescue him in front of a certain house at night.

Xu Yiru is very aware of the horror of human words.

After much thought and intense inner struggle, Xiaoru finally clicked on the dialog box with Han Yi.

He is the only person whom I can trust.

This boy who disappears inexplicably every time the topic of love comes up and always maintains a sense of boundaries will not use favors as bargaining chips and has his own agenda.

Even if it’s a picture, what does it matter?

Xiaoru doesn't hate this, but occasionally thinks about it in her heart...

If he really appeared as a suitor, how would he respond?

At least, half of Xiao Ru hoped so when she saw the car lights appearing on the street corner and gradually moving towards her that night.

"After picking me up, Yi Yi asked me if I hadn't eaten yet, and then took me to the spicy chicken feet restaurant in K Town. What's it called?"

"Yasiknara." Zhao Youzhen gave the answer. She hadn't been there yet, but she had been coveting it for a long time. "Is this the only way he can comfort people?"

Thinking of that meal, Yu Zhen couldn't help but laugh.

"His life is quite boring. He doesn't smoke or drink. He just eats and plays video games. He's a super homebody."

Same as me.

Of course Xiaoru would not say this supplementary statement.

"It was the same day. I heard that I had just finished taking a shower and before I could even open Steam, I called him out."

Xu Yiru still remembered Han Yi's outfit that night.

Dark red USC short sleeves, light gray Thom Browne shorts, short hair that hangs down into bangs along with gravity.

It's so simple that you can't forget it.

"Really, you can't tell at all." Zhao Youzhen subconsciously turned back and looked in the direction of Han Yi's bedroom. Since they met, he seemed to have never played games... Of course, there was no time to play games.

"Of course not now. The game of life is more fun for him now."

Xu Yiru shook her head, smiling a little sadly.

"After all, you can't sign Bibi Lexa or Madison Beal in the game. But a year ago, his life was far from so... colorful."

"I still remember that the passenger door of his Ford Escape was broken and had not been repaired for a long time. It was usually fine, but it would leak a little when the speed was high on the highway, and when it rained heavily that day, water would drift.

Come in."

It sounds like a detail that will not make people feel comfortable, but there is no trace of disgust in Xiao Ru's expression, only nostalgia for the old days.

"Ford Escape?" Zhao Youzhen raised his voice in surprise.

"He was relatively low-key back then." Listening to Youzhen's tone, you knew that Han Yi had not told her about the past or the source of the huge sum of money. Xu Yiru would undoubtedly keep the 'secrets' she knew deep in her heart.

"Mother Han... I remember that in 2014, I came to Los Angeles to visit him. When I was reversing the car in the apartment, I forgot to close the passenger door and hit a pillar."

"Have you never practiced cultivation since then?"

"Because he's super lazy." Xu Yiru covered her mouth and laughed. There was another reason she didn't say out loud - he had to go out with her to look for food every two or three days and didn't have time to go to the car repair shop.

"So that day, I took his leaky Ford and went to Yasiknara. Yiyi saw that I wanted to cry but didn't want to cry in front of him, so he specially ordered a chicken dish that was ten times spicy for me.

Zhao, tell me, you can talk to him while eating... That way, even if you cry, you won't know whether it's because you're crying or for other reasons."

Zhao Youzhen smiled and listened to Xu Yiru's narration with relish, as if she was the heroine in the rainy night story.

This approach...is indeed in line with Han Yi's character.

The hilarious humor is always mixed with a bit of sincere consideration.

"The plate of chicken feet was really big, and it was so spicy. I cried while eating it, and he was also in tears with me."

"If you want to say you like it..."

Xu Yiru bit her lower lip lightly.

"Maybe it started from this time."

"Then why are we not together?" Zhao Youzhen looked at Xu Yiru and asked, "It has been a year now."

"It doesn't mean that if you like her, you have to be together." Xu Yiru pursed her lips.

"There are too many practical considerations to worry about."

"For example?"

"For example... if we are together, will we only have two years? Or, after graduation, he will go to Treasure Island with me, or I will go back to the mainland with him?"

"What he wants to do is definitely not possible when he comes to Baodao to work as a mainland Chinese escort. And with my...accent and other things, I definitely can't do anything professionally related on the mainland."

A heart that is strong enough does not need a short period of companionship to soothe it.

She is the best, and she only wants the best.

If he is really worth it, then...

It's better not to have it in the first place than to only have it for two years.

"Go back?" Zhao Youzhen asked in confusion, "Why go back?"

"He is obviously here...he has already taken root."

"That was just completed a month ago. He... probably didn't have such a plan before."

Having said this, Xu Yiru breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Besides, there will only be more worries now."

"What concerns?"

"What do you mean?"

Xu Yiru did not answer directly, but tilted her head and stared directly at Zhao Youzhen.

Yuzhen understood what she meant instantly.

Own.

Maybe it's not just me.

"Xiao Ru, actually, this is what I want to tell you today."

Zhao Youzhen lowered his head and adjusted his cuffs, trying to keep his voice calm and collected.

"I hope you can rest assured...I'm into him, but I'm not into being his girlfriend."

"At least not now."

There is no need to ask the reason, Xu Yiru, who is ice-snowy and smart, can also guess the inner reason behind Zhao Youzhen's words.

Now she is the manager of TGO and a partner of Hanyi Music Business.

Before proving his indispensable value, Yuzhen will never let his career be linked to his feelings.

She is as strong as herself, even more obviously. Because she is Han Yi's girlfriend, she can become his partner. This is a logical chain that she absolutely cannot accept.

"Understood, then I will also tell you my reasons."

Xu Yiru stood up and poured another light layer of colorless aperitif for Zhao Youzhen and herself.

"I won't settle for less, but I'm willing to wait for more."

Clinking the glasses that Zhao Youzhen had not yet raised but sitting on the table, Xu Yiru took a sip of the sweet wine that made her even more intoxicated, and murmured in a voice that almost only she could hear.

"He's too young to promise, and too old to lie."

Zhao Youzhen also understands what Xu Yiru wants to express in these two sentences in English.

If you want to make a promise, you are still young.

If you try to cover it up, it would be too childish.

Whether it is Xu Yiru, Han Yi or Zhao Youzhen, they are not old enough to talk about it for a lifetime.

Not to mention, with Han Yi's immense wealth, the power and social status he is about to gain in the industry, and his age of twenty-two, it only takes one month to attract a competitor of Zhao Youzhen's level.

In another year and a half, what other powerful enemies will Xu Yiru face?

Putting herself in a position where she was surrounded by enemies early on, she was getting further and further away from the perfect love in her mind.

At that time, there will be no mutual support, only love and hatred.

I think I can't control it, and I have learned from past mistakes. The best thing to do is to wait and see what happens.

Take a look at what kind of person this boy is who makes his heart beat at a strange frequency for the first time on a pounding rainy night.

It is best that the test subject is not yourself.

"But you have to know that if this is the case, you may face many competitors."

Zhao Youzhen raised the wine glass with a smile, put it to his mouth, and blinked, which was a double reminder to the other party and himself.

"If you don't want to compete, there will be no competition. Why should you constrain yourself with such things?"

Xu Yiru gave a thumbs up, not only to herself, but also to You Zhen.

"If it weren't for me... us, it would be his loss."

"I like this sentence."

Zhao Youzhen smiled brightly.

"His loss."

"Ah sneeze!"

Han Yi, who had just finished taking a shower in the master bedroom of the Getty Suite and was lying on the bed, sneezed for no reason.

He looked strangely at the tightly wrapped bathrobe and every closed window.

But soon, this extremely minor abnormality was driven out of his mind. Han Yi opened the memo, took a deep breath, and his expression was quite solemn.

Slowly and accurately, Han Yi wrote the first sentence in a long time in the memo.

"Is this US$1.2 billion the previous reward of US$399 million?"

(This chapter is finished)