hollywood billionaire

Chapter 426 Red Rose and White Moonlight

"Barbara!"

"Wait a moment!"

“What do you think you’re doing?”

The three girls were stunned.

Barbara Pavin was a tough character to deal with, and Xu Yiru, Zhao Youzhen, and Madison Beal were all fully aware of this. But even so, they did not expect that the former could be so decisive and cut the Gordian knot and hit the vital point.

While the others were still outside trying to figure out what was going on, she was ready to break into the bedroom and capture the culprit first.

If her competitors were so bold in the presence, it would be hard to imagine how arrogant and rampant Barbara would be when no one was watching.

So, Xiaoru, Youzhen and Maddie spoke almost at the same time, stopping Barbara who was about to press the door handle.

"I just want to... okay."

Barbara froze for a moment, but finally let go of the handle, turned around, and gave an innocent smile.

The answer she had prepared in her mind was, "I just want to go see my boyfriend."

But Barbie herself knew that this way of speaking, although refreshing and satisfying, was too hateful.

Now that she has decided to wade into this muddy water, she must be careful about the methods and means, at least not to let the other three girls unite against her and regard her as their biggest competitor.

After all, she was the one who had the upper hand, wasn't she?
"I think it will be the four of us."

As her mind turned, Barbara moved towards the mini bar just a stone's throw away from the bedroom.

As the leader with the fastest progress, she must always keep control of the situation and continue to maintain her advantage.

More importantly...she had to hide herself in a corner where the other three girls wouldn't notice anything unusual.

After all, who would wrap themselves up tightly in a coat in the constant temperature environment of a hotel room?
"Unless you know of someone else...anyone?"

Barbara's fingertips slid across the dazzling array of bottles, and finally selected the best-looking bottle of Angel's Voice Rose Wine. With an ABV of 13%, it was very suitable for occasions like tonight where one needed alcohol to refresh and boost one's courage, but not to the point of losing self-control.

Barbara poured herself a little light pink wine from her goblet, then shook the bottle and asked with a double meaning.

"Okay...four it is then."

No one answered. Barbara shrugged and didn't care. She just poured wine into the other three wine glasses in the room and placed them in a row in front of the bar.

"Please help yourself."

"You really are making yourself comfortable here."

All three wanted to respond, but Xiaoru was the first to speak.

She glanced at the door which she had closed for the third time, sat back on the sofa where she and Han Yi had been whispering in each other's ears, and casually placed the only remaining pillow on her knees.

"But, if you'll excuse me, I don't really like your breaking into our room in the middle of the night."

Xu Yiru's words were polite and her tone was gentle, but her attitude did not show any mercy to Barbara Pavin.

She was not too worried about Zhao Youzhen and Madison Beal, because they were too deeply involved with Han Yi in their careers and it was difficult for them to take a step forward with him without changing the status quo. McGrady's theory of "as long as you are on the same ship, you have an innate advantage" made Xiaoru feel a little ridiculous.

Does mutual benefit and win-win in the professional field necessarily mean that you can live together forever in your personal relationship?
In this case, the most suitable partner for Han Yi should be Dr. Dre.

In Xiaoru's opinion, love is definitely not two people who have completely converged from hobbies to pursuits to team up to earn gold coins and live together. Love is the key of exploration meeting the door lock of acceptance, the bread that fills the stomach is matched with romantic poetry, the choking kitchen fumes and the elegant high-end perfume... It is the Monday morning when you are busy in the office in a suit and tie, and then you dive into the embrace of the Saturday afternoon when you watch the sunset in the courtyard with your skirt fluttering.

Almost no billionaires would choose a business partner as their wife. Priscilla Chan, the wife of Mark Zuckerberg, never interferes with Facebook's affairs. The two just happened to have a budding relationship in college. Kevin Systrom of Instagram also got the same script. He and his wife Nicole Schutz met at Stanford and never separated despite all the ups and downs. Finally, they got engaged in 2014.

Nicole is rarely seen at Instagram's global headquarters in Menlo Park as she focuses on her own business, a clean energy investment company called Sutro.

It’s not the same as Instagram, but it proves that couples don’t necessarily have to be in the same boat all the time.

Ah, yes, there are also the Omidyar couple of eBay and Nvidia's fellow countrymen Huang Renxun and his wife Lori, all of whom started out as campus lovers and took one step at a time to get married.

There are many similar examples, and because of her identity and position, Xiaoru will inevitably put a layer of bias on herself, and deliberately ignore Penny, who also met her future husband on campus, joined Nike as an employee, and eventually started dating boss Phil Knight and got married in the same year. There is also Helene Messier, a Montreal girl who married into the LVMH Group as an internationally renowned piano artist and became the first lady of the European continent.

In Xiaoru's opinion, these are all outdated and isolated cases, which are outdated. Asking your students to work in your company and then having a relationship with them may have worked in 1968, but now people will definitely talk about it behind your back.

As for the clichéd plot of female artists climbing up the social ladder and marrying into a wealthy family using the fame of Hollywood...

Quite a few.

Jane Fonda and CNN founder Ted Turner, François-Henri Pinault's young wife Selma Hayek, and of course, Grace Kelly, the eternal princess of Monaco...

However, it is worth noting that among these successful cases of long-lasting relationships, none of the women married their bosses.

There are actresses who have married their bosses or colleagues, such as Kelly Rowland, Mariah Carey, Britney Spears, Hilary Swank, and Reese Witherspoon. But their marriages are either like Mariah Carey, with sparks flying and a mess, or like Hilary Swank, which quickly return to mediocrity after a brief moment of glory and gradually decline in the hasty years.

No matter which one it is, in Xiaoru's opinion, it is not perfect.

Her Yi Yi would never be willing to be Tommy Mottola or John Campisi.

Therefore, Madison Beal is really the little guy who poses the least threat... Yes, the little guy. He is only seventeen years old, not yet an adult, and has no idea what he likes and wants. His feelings for Han Yi may be due to his ignorant admiration for the strong and his attachment-type personality shaped by his family environment.

In another two years, Madison might want to slap herself in the face when she thinks back on this experience.

Therefore, no matter how popular Madison was on social media, or how much undisguised hostility she showed towards her, Xiaoru never cared. At most, she used her as a tool to remind and punish Zhao Youzhen, and that was all.

But Barbara Pavin is different.

She was completely independent of Han Yi, and had a thriving career before she met him. Maybe the money she could earn and the assets she could acquire were not even a fraction of what Han Yi had, but she could still support herself.

“I love who I am now because this is who I have worked so hard to be.”

Xiaoru couldn't remember exactly where she read this sentence, but she felt that it was apt to describe Barbara Pavin.

This kind of beauty that is independent, confident, strong, and relies on itself to take root, grow, and bloom proudly is definitely much more attractive to truly high-quality men than those fragile seedlings grown in a greenhouse.

To be fair, if Xiaoru were a boy, she would appreciate this thorny wild flower more.

And, most importantly, Barbara's charm is not limited to this.

She is also a supermodel who makes a living by her looks and figure, and the fashion industry, which has the most stringent standards of beauty in the world, is willing to give her checks of millions of dollars every year.

The word "supermodel" seems to be a natural weakness for men.

Especially billionaire men.

Snapchat's Evan Spiegel and Miranda Kerr, LVMH heirs Antoine Arnault and Natalia Vodianova, News Corporation's Rupert Murdoch and Jerry Hall, and presidential candidate Donald and his Melania, and the example right next to you - Joshua Kushner and Karlie Kloss.

On the road to becoming a billionaire, the childhood sweetheart’s biggest competitor is the fashion supermodel.

This is a war between white moonlight and red roses.

Barbara Pavin is a red rose that is beautiful enough to add a dreamy touch of rejuvenation to a busy life that leaves no time to breathe.

What about her white moonlight?

Is the elegant light she radiates enough to soothe those sleepless nights?
The perfect Barbara-Paven met Xu Yiru, who was still waiting to evolve. That's why, ever since she realized Barbara's existence, Xiaoru has been shrouded and tormented by a huge sense of crisis.

because……

The red rose had already made up her mind to be a red rose, but the white moonlight was still considering whether to be a star, the moon, or the sun.

"You didn't really like me barging into...your room in the middle of the night."

Barbara shook her head and chuckled.

"Does 'you' mean you and Yi, or the three of you?"

"It doesn't matter what jokes you want to make." Xu Yiru brushed off the non-existent dust on the pillow, and the corners of her mouth raised a light arc without any emotion. "This is not a game for me, it is my life. I will not allow some players to accidentally join in and treat it as an empty adventure that they will only find humorous and interesting when they look back on it decades later, but without any deeper feelings."

"Certain players, you mean me?"

Barbara suppressed her smile.

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"How dare you conclude that I treat this as a game?"

"You mean you have serious feelings for him?"

"Why not?"

"We've only met three times." Xiaoru held up three fingers in front of her face and said with a smile, "If you can let yourself fall into a serious relationship after only meeting three times... then your 'seriousness' is not 'serious' at all."

"How can the depth of feelings be limited by the length of time?" Barbara blinked and looked puzzled. "Some people only need one second to fall in love, while others spend two years and are still wandering in the same place."

"That's true."

Maddie, whose mind filters were washed away by alcohol, didn't consider whether the person who said this was her mortal enemy who had been fighting with her in the same room yesterday. She sat down on the sofa opposite Xu Yiru, picked up Zhao Youzhen's glass of Margarita and started drinking. While sipping, she agreed.

"Stop drinking. Who allowed you to drink under my nose?"

Following the sound, Xu Yiru only saw Zhao Youzhen snatch the wine glass from Madison and quietly reprimand the latter. However, when their eyes met, Zhao Youzhen quickly turned her head away, revealing the Korean girl's true thoughts.

She also deeply agreed with Madison's views.

After all, the biggest difference between Youzhen and Xiaoru is the two years that the former was absent.

It's just two years, what's the big deal?
If there hadn't been a competitor, you might still be hesitating and confused.

The person who deserves the least sympathy in this world is the childhood loser who wastes precious time and ends up standing on the same starting line with the ones who fall from the sky.

"Some people spend two years enjoying the present, while others spend two years planning for the future."

Her chest felt a little painful from the burning anger. Xiaoru bit her teeth and grinned even wider, continuing to gain the upper hand in the conversation.

“Instead of making impulsive decisions driven by simple hormones or greed, I’m creating a sustainable future for him and me.”

"Greed?" Barbara picked out the harshest word.

"When I met him, he didn't have a Ferrari, a mansion, a private jet, or the music festival you see today. He was just a college student who traveled across the ocean to study in another country. His studies, games, food...his hobbies and habits, everything he cared about, were no different from those of an ordinary boy." Xu Yiru threw out what she thought was her most advantageous trump card, "But I still fell for him."

"But that's not him at all." Barbara breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the hair that fell in front of her eyes back.

"How could it not be him? That's the real him."

"He is the real him now. Always live in the present, Grace." Barbara smiled, "If you dwell on the past, all you get is the past."

"I assure you, even now, he is still the boy I saw at first sight."

"How can you guarantee that? Will you let him come out and speak for himself?"

Zhao Youzhen, who had remained silent, could not help but speak, interrupting this farcical conversation which she thought would never come to a conclusion.

"We all know what kind of person he is. He wouldn't hurt anyone, and I mean anyone. Sometimes I really hate his character. But you must have realized that the phone in that bedroom has been off for a while. He is hiding there, listening to your quarrel with bated breath, hoping that it is just a nightmare."

Having said that, Zhao Youzhen cast a sharp gaze towards the bedroom, but was blocked by the closed door.

It was dead silent inside.

"We won't gain anything from this meaningless conversation about who loves whom and why love exists... I suggest you take a break from this, go back to your room, and give yourself and him some space to think through these issues."

"Well said." Barbara pretended to think for a moment, pursed her lips, looked at Zhao Youzhen, and asked back.

"What about you, are you going back too?"

"I still have work matters to communicate with him."

"I like your personality better than Grace's, Yujin. At least you don't make up some grand excuses, or... at least your excuses sound more reasonable."

Barbara covered her mouth and chuckled twice, then picked up a wine glass, walked slowly to the center of the living room, and handed the rose wine she had poured to Zhao Youzhen who was sitting next to Maddie.

"Why go through all the trouble of walking back here if you can just sit down here?"

Xu Yiru called out to Barbara who was about to return to the mini bar area. Her expression was calm, but the content of her words was quite shocking.

"Look, Maddie has sat down. The way she sits, I can see everything clearly."

Hearing this, McGrady shuddered and sobered up a little. He quickly grabbed a pillow and covered his knees with it.

"So, it doesn't matter what you're wearing, as long as you don't take off your coat... No, if you want to take it off, you can. Anyway, Yi is in the bedroom and can't see."

"I just went back to get my own wine."

Barbara, who was exposed, at least looked normal. She coughed twice, paused for a moment in front of the minibar, and finally made up her mind. With a charming smile, she sat down next to Xu Yiru with a glass of wine.

"There's a sofa over there."

"Oh, please, don't tell me you're trying to maintain the 'purity' of this sofa." Barbara curled her lips helplessly, "He won't sit next to you tonight. Whatever you want to happen on the sofa...it won't happen under my nose."

"So, what do you think will happen on this sofa tonight?" Xiaoru's nails accidentally scratched the edge of the glass with excessive force, making a crisp sound. "I'm all ears."

"truth or Dare."

Before Barbara could answer, Madison spoke first.

"Have you never played it before? Truth or dare, answer the question or accept the challenge. If you don't want to answer, or the challenge is too difficult, you have to drink a glass as a penalty."

Facing the gazes of the other three girls, Madison raised her chin and aimed at the still closed bedroom door.

This posture just happened to conceal the cunning and sober light flashing in her eyes, which should have been blinded by drunkenness.

"Since we have an audience member who is not convenient to participate in the challenge, let's change all the answers to true feelings."

"I'm sure it will solve some puzzles and reveal some mysteries tonight."

(End of this chapter)