Chapter 357 Wang Zuxian and Lin Qingxia!

Two graceful figures walked on the bluestone path, the wheels of their suitcases clattering between the stones, making a dull yet rhythmic sound.

Lin Qingxia brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, letting the refreshing mountain breeze caress her face. This tranquility, away from the flashing lights, made her feel refreshed.

"Zuxian, look at this village, it really does have the feel of a secluded paradise."

Wang Zuxian smiled and nodded, her trench coat swaying, exuding a cool and aloof goddess vibe, yet at this moment she also seemed more approachable like a girl next door.

"No wonder Yung-tsai and Ah-mui are willing to live here for a long time. If it were me, I probably wouldn't want to go back to that concrete jungle of Hong Kong either."

The conversation quickly turned to the young man who had caught the attention of all of Asia and even Hollywood.

"Speaking of which, have you seen Xiao Chen at an awards ceremony before?"

Lin Qingxia's tone carried an undisguised interest, after all, Xiao Chen's name was too famous, even in Hong Kong circles.

Wang Zuxian shook his head slightly, a hint of anticipation in his large eyes, as if he were talking about some rare treasure.

"I've never met him in person, but I've watched his movie 'Titanic' three times. When Jack died, I couldn't stop crying."

"Indeed, even in our golden age, his looks would have been considered top-tier male beauty, one in a million, not to mention his current achievements."

Brigitte Lin exclaimed that she had seen countless male actors with excellent looks, but Xiao Chen, who was worth over 100 million and had won numerous Grammys and Oscars, was truly one of a kind.

"I heard that the Shishiba Culture company he founded in China is now an industry giant, and Wang Jinhua treats him even better than her own son."

Wang Zuxian spoke of this "big sister" in the agent circle with admiration. With such connections and resources, Xiao Chen's future is limitless.

As the two were talking, the iconic wooden fence of the Mushroom House came into view.

Inside the room, Dilraba was playing a guessing game with Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui, while peeling a peanut in her hand.

"Brother Rong, just give us a hint, which big shot is coming? I went to the entrance just now, and even the production crew was standing at attention."

Leslie Cheung deliberately put on a stern face, but his eyes were full of doting affection as he casually flicked Dilraba's forehead.

"What's the rush? Xiao Chen isn't even in a hurry, but you, the little tail, are already getting restless."

Mei Yanfang sipped her tea, smiling without saying a word. She turned to look at Xiao Chen, who was busy preparing herbal tea in the kitchen.

Xiao Chen was currently processing medicinal herbs with his head down. Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on his profile, outlining perfect lines like those of a marble sculpture.

Although he is already in his early twenties, he still retains a youthful spirit, but instead exudes the composure and calmness of a leader.

"Chenzi, those two outside are not easy to please. If your herbal tea is bitter, they might tear down your kitchen."

Mui Yanfang joked that she loved seeing Xiao Chen's calm demeanor, as if Mount Tai were collapsing before her.

Xiao Chen's hands were as steady as if he were on an operating table, and his tone was sweet but carried an undeniable sense of control.

"Don't worry, Sister Mei, it won't be bitter. I also added some of the secret honey that Mother Ye sent over."

The things Ye Huimei sends are always in high demand at the Mushroom House, as everyone knows that Xiao Chen is a filial son to the core.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open, and the wooden pivot made a crisp sound as it rubbed together.

"Excuse me... is Chef Xiao here?"

Brigitte Lin's signature heroic voice echoed through the courtyard, carrying an aura of subduing the enemy without a fight.

Dilraba turned around first, and in that instant, the peanut in her hand fell to the wooden floor with a thud.

"Ah—! Sister Lin, Sister Brigitte Lin! And Sister Wang Zuxian!"

The sixteen-year-old girl didn't care about her image at all; her screams almost lifted the roof off the mushroom house.

She rushed over like a joyful little deer, but stopped abruptly as she got close to the two of them, nervously wringing her hands.

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui also stood up, their faces filled with the surprise of "It really is you guys!"

"Well, I knew it! Besides you guys, who else would dare to come and 'smear the brand' so openly?"

Leslie Cheung strode forward and gave Brigitte Lin a hug that transcended time and space. The reunion of old friends instantly ignited the atmosphere.

Anita Mui also took Wang Zuxian's hand, looked her up and down, and sighed at how time had favored these two peerless beauties.

"Zu Xian, it's been so long, you're still the 'Xiao Qian' that makes men want to fight to the death."

Wang Zuxian smiled somewhat shyly, but her gaze passed over everyone and landed on the young man who came out of the kitchen.

Xiao Chen took off his apron at this moment, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, simple to the extreme, yet he managed to create the feeling of a top fashion show.

He showed not even the slightest sign of unease; his steps were steady, and his whole being exuded a gentle, jade-like warmth.

With his looks and charisma, he truly deserves the title of "the most handsome man in the world," and he's even more stunning than on the big screen.

"Sister Qingxia, Sister Zuxian, welcome to the Mushroom House. You must be tired from your journey."

Xiao Chen spoke, his voice magnetic and highly recognizable, polite yet carrying a touch of the intimacy of a younger brother next door.

Lin Qingxia stared at him for a long time before finally uttering a sentence, her tone full of amazement.

"Xiao Chen, I used to only see you on TV. I thought it was heavily edited, but now it seems those photographers should have their wages docked."

"Looking like that and still having to rely on acting skills to make a living, you're really giving other male actors a break."

Wang Zuxian nodded in agreement. She was used to seeing handsome men, but Xiao Chen's pure visual impact left her somewhat stunned.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly and naturally took the suitcases from the two of them, without the slightest airs of a billionaire.

"Sisters, you flatter me. Physical appearance is just a tool for acting. You two are the real role models for our generation."

He had very few lines, but every word he uttered was precious, making the two goddesses beam with joy, and the previously somewhat reserved atmosphere instantly dissipated.

Leslie Cheung, arms crossed and leaning against a pillar, interrupted the "mutual praise session" with a mischievous grin.

"Alright, alright, Xiao Chen, stop acting all innocent. Even gods have to work when they come to the Mushroom House."

He pointed to the lush cornfield behind the hill, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Sisters, the rule here at Xiao Chen's place is 'self-reliance.' In a bit, we'll change into our work clothes and go down to the field to harvest corn."

"Don't expect Chenzi to help you. His task today is to carry water and chop wood. No one can escape."

Lin Qingxia paused for a moment, then boldly rolled up her sleeves, her eyes revealing a defiant spirit.

"Harvesting corn? That sounds interesting. Xiao Chen, don't you dare slack off indoors, I'll be keeping an eye on you."

Wang Zuxian also showed a rare playful side, raising an eyebrow at Xiao Chen.

"That's right, if you slack off, we'll tell Sister Hua and have her deduct your appearance fee."

Xiao Chen pushed his suitcase into the house, his back straight, and said a sentence without turning his head.

"Don't worry, sisters, I'm the best at doing chores."

"However... if anyone cries from exhaustion later, I don't have any tissues here, only coarse cloth handkerchiefs."

This humorous response, tinged with a hint of mischievousness, instantly made everyone burst into laughter.

Dilraba watched in stunned silence. She had originally thought that the arrival of a goddess of this caliber would be quite distant.

But in this seemingly simple yet warm and inviting mushroom-shaped room, everything became so natural under Xiao Chen's subtle and gentle guidance.