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?"
Chapter completed!