Chapter 351 A Scandal That Sweeps the World?

Xiao Chen took a bite of watermelon, and before he could even swallow the sweet juice, his gaze fell on the translator who was standing ramrod straight.

When Avril came to China before, she always traveled alone, speaking English mixed with a few broken Chinese words.

Coupled with rich body language, communication relies entirely on "soul connection".

They even provided a translator this time?

Xiao Chen's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the watermelon, his eyes questioning.

Avril caught his gaze, smiled even more brightly, and even winked mischievously.

"Hey Chen, do you think it's weird that I brought a translator?"

Before Xiao Chen could speak, Avril affectionately took Ye Huimei's arm, like a spoiled granddaughter.

"It's mainly for my aunt. My Chinese is terrible, and my communication efficiency is too low."

Ye Huimei was so amused that she couldn't stop smiling. She patted Avril's hand with a loving expression.

Avril leaned close to Ye Huimei's ear, but her voice was loud enough for everyone in the yard to hear.

"After all, I want to communicate more with my future mother-in-law and build a relationship with her so that she can get used to me as her foreign daughter-in-law as soon as possible."

Xiao Chen almost spat the watermelon he hadn't quite swallowed into his mouth onto the trunk of the locust tree opposite him.

He coughed twice suddenly, his face, which had captivated the world, filled with astonishment.

mother-in-law?

When did this foreign woman's vocabulary expand to such a powerful and destructive area?

The most crucial point is that the translator not only possessed extremely high professional skills, but also an astonishingly fast reaction speed.

"Ms. Ai said she hopes to get to know her future mother-in-law better, since she values ​​this family relationship very much."

The translator used a clear, unwavering tone to precisely deliver this bombshell to Ye Huimei.

Xiao Chen wailed inwardly: What a disaster!

He looked at his mother, expecting Ye Huimei to be embarrassed or to refute him, but Ye Huimei smiled even more deeply.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your thoughtfulness. Auntie understands."

Ye Huimei looked at Avril with a smile, then at her own son, her eyes looking as if she were looking at a perfect couple.

Xiao Chen rubbed his forehead and sighed helplessly.

"Mom, the watermelon is very sweet, please have more."

He tried to deflect the conversation with watermelon, but Avril clearly wasn't going to let the opportunity slip by.

For the next two days, Xiao Chen's life was pushed to its limit.

During the day, he had to move around the film set, completing those close-up shots that were almost no challenge for him.

That evening, he had to take this Grammy queen straight into the rehearsal room of the concert venue.

Avril is a perfectionist, but in front of Xiao Chen, all her sharp edges are completely concealed.

"I always feel that this high note is lacking something."

Avril grabbed her signature blonde hair in frustration and looked to Xiao Chen for help.

Xiao Chen sat at the piano, his slender fingers dancing freely across the keys, producing a few notes.

"Don't hold your breath too tightly. Try to relax when you're singing, like when you first sang on the streets of New York."

He spoke without even looking at the sheet music; his absolute confidence and omnipotent aura left the staff in the rehearsal hall speechless.

Because rehearsals ended too late, and Xiao Chen was staying in his own courtyard house, which offered relatively good privacy.

Avril always liked to stay here when she came to Beijing, so it was only natural that she moved in again this time.

"Chen, will the feng shui here really improve my voice?"

Avril leaned against a pillar in the courtyard's veranda, holding a can of cola in her hand, gazing dreamily at Xiao Chen under the moonlight.

Xiao Chen was holding a stack of documents and talking on the phone with Wang Jinhua when he heard this, and he just nodded casually.

"That's natural; the soil in this yard has a spirit."

He turned around and whispered a few words into the phone about the deployment of the overseas version of TikTok.

That was his other battlefield, a technological empire aimed at "flattening the world."

However, nothing stays hidden forever.

The next morning, as Xiao Chen pushed open the courtyard gate, preparing to go to the film set, he sensed an unusual restlessness in the air.

At the far end of the alley, several furtive figures quickly darted behind the old locust tree.

Although the click of the shutter was faint, to Xiao Chen's keen senses it was no less than thunder.

Good morning, Chen!

Avril, wearing a loose oversized hoodie, skipped and hopped out of the yard and casually took Xiao Chen's arm.

Xiao Chen frowned almost imperceptibly, then quickly regained his calm expression.

"Keep your distance, Miss Ai, your fans will kill me."

Avril didn't care about any of that. She leaned her head on Xiao Chen's shoulder with a grin and made a face at the distant void.

In less than two hours, the entire entertainment industry was in an uproar.

The front pages of major gossip magazines and portal websites, both domestically and internationally, were all dominated by a set of photos.

In the photo, Avril Lavigne, revered as a rock goddess by men worldwide, is nestled affectionately in Xiao Chen's arms.

Oscar-winning actor and Grammy-winning actress secretly meet at a courtyard house; is their relationship confirmed?

"Xiao Chen's private estate, after his net worth exceeded 100 million, turned out to be the habitat of a foreign goddess."

Has Wang Jinhua, CEO of Shishiba Culture, implicitly confirmed the marriage announcement? Xiao Chen's mother, Ye Huimei, personally received her future daughter-in-law!

The wave of scandal swept from the hutongs of Beijing to Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood like a tsunami.

Wang Jinhua's phone was ringing off the hook, but the country's top agent only replied slowly and deliberately.

"The young people had a great time working together. Let's all focus on their work."

This vague response, rather than being a veiled confirmation, drove fans into a frenzy.

Sitting in the car on his way to the film set, Xiao Chen looked at the exaggerated headlines on his phone and chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Aunt Hua, you've really made public relations work so easy."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Jinhua's voice carried a hint of a doting elder.

"Xiao Chen, your face alone is the biggest headline in itself, there's nothing I can do about it."

Xiao Chen put away his phone and looked out the car window.

But he knew very well that the storm had only just begun.

Inside the courtyard house, Avril excitedly pointed to the photos in the newspaper, while the translator diligently read the fans' comments to Ye Huimei.

"Auntie, look, this is the news we're going to be on!"

"They say Chen is the most handsome man in the world, and that I am the luckiest girl."

Ye Huimei smiled and brought out a new plate of watermelon, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"That's right, my son is definitely the best."

Xiao Chen pushed open the door and entered, shaking his head helplessly at the overly harmonious atmosphere in the courtyard.

"Can you two be a little more discreet?"

Avril jumped up and shoved a newspaper right in front of him.

"Chen, look, they're all urging us to get married!"

Xiao Chen took the newspaper, tossed it casually, and it landed precisely in the center of the stone table.

"They're just bored. If they sing a single wrong note at tomorrow's concert, let's see if they'll still be rushing us."