Chapter 2 Chapter 2 The Prince of the Entertainment Industry
He Chuxi was 20 years old and a sophomore when she met Chen Jingzhou.
In a high-end manor in the San Francisco Bay Area that ordinary people cannot enter, the air is filled with the sweet aroma of fragrant grapes. Facing the most gorgeous sunset, He Chuxi met the prince of the North City entertainment industry for the first time.
She didn't know who he was at that time, but she was attracted by him because he was so arrogant. He ignored his father's introduction to connections and his handsome face was so handsome that it showed no expression at all.
Occasionally, he would twitch the corners of his mouth ever so slightly, which didn't look like a smile, but more like the subconscious mockery he showed while watching some boring farce.
After a while, the man left the banquet venue with his hands in his pockets, his back looking defiant.
He Chuxi thought that this was another unruly young man and paid no more attention to him.
But half an hour later, the waiter said that he had been in a fight outside and had beaten the other person black and blue.
She followed the crowd out to see, and saw a yellow-haired foreigner shivering in the corner. She recognized him as the son of a certain congressman brought today, and also recognized him as a drug addict and homosexual who was well-known in the circle.
He Chuxi raised her eyebrows and looked at the man who was not injured at all. The man's face was still full of world-weariness, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his eyes without any color lowered to look at his palm, and then his eyebrows wrinkled, his expression of disgust for dirty hands was obvious.
The manor was naturally in chaos. Someone tried to help the yellow-haired man, and the man's father stepped forward to blame him. The congressman was so angry that he jumped up and down beside him. Chinese and English were mixed together, and the scene was as lively as a vegetable market.
The man slipped away in the chaos. He Chuxi drank the last sip of champagne in the glass and followed him.
After searching for a while, I found the person in the bathroom on the first floor of the villa. The running water washed the pair of big hands with bulging blue veins. The man carefully washed every corner, over and over again.
He Chuxi leaned against the door with her arms crossed, her eyes full of meaning.
I'm not sure if it's mysophobia or obsessive-compulsive disorder, but it's definitely a disease.
One minute, two minutes...until the sound of water stopped, she looked down at the watch, ten minutes.
The man wanted to reach out for a tissue, but when he saw a few unknown stains on the tissue box hanging on the wall, he gave up the idea of wiping his hands.
When I raised my eyes, the two gazes from inside and outside the house collided, and neither of them gave way.
A few meters away, the air was mixed with the unspeakable smell of the bathroom, and the intertwined gazes were as tense as a fully stretched string.
He pulled away first, still leaving with a blank expression.
When passing by, He Chuxi smelled the scent of soapberries that seemed to have permeated the other person's body. It was a light and refreshing fragrance, not unpleasant.
She called out to the person: "Hey."
The man stopped.
"May I have your name?"
No answer.
She recalled that night and it seemed as if she had never heard him speak.
Could he be mute?
Chen Jingzhou is certainly not dumb, but every time He Chuxi thinks of this first meeting, she feels that the remarks she made to him are too appropriate. Chen Jingzhou is indeed a real man now.
In three years, this man transformed himself into the most valuable and youngest film emperor in the country. At the same time, one of his albums topped the streaming charts on music platforms, and he also enjoyed great success on the screen.
The outside media also gave him rave reviews, calling him an unprecedented and unparalleled genius in the entertainment industry. His male and female fans were crazy about him, and he was often on the hot searches. Anyone who had anything to do with him could make a living.
He is no longer world-weary and has no obsessive-compulsive disorder. Fans often say that their brother has a good personality and the smile in the news video is as standard as that of Miss World.
He Chuxi was standing in the middle of a nearly 100-acre garden in the suburbs at this moment. She couldn't help but glance at the three glass greenhouses next to her that were as exquisite as princesses' residences, and silently cursed them in her heart.
The dome of the greenhouse is towering, and each piece of specially coated glass is very expensive, not to mention the various constant temperature and drip irrigation systems inside.
It was only when she came here for the first time that she realized that this person liked to grow flowers. He didn't grow any other flowers, only roses, Corolla, Black Magic, Freud, Shangri-La, Diana, all kinds of varieties and colors.
They are not sold and no one is allowed to pick them. They are just planted like this. After the flowering period, they are all processed and replaced with new varieties.
So every time she came, she could see all kinds of fresh roses in his house, regardless of whether the flowers were in season or not.
Uncle Wang, the housekeeper, came out and greeted her with a smile, "Miss He."
He Chuxi judged from this smile, "Is your young master in a good mood today?"
"Yes, the young master picked some fresh Freud today, and they are of good quality. He personally put two bunches of them together."
She didn't want to know what Freud's character was like. He Chuxi casually said, "I think he's been having a lot of good things lately."
"We don't know about that. The young master hasn't been out much recently."
Uncle Wang's answer was flawless. He Chuxi smacked his lips and realized that he couldn't get any words out of this well-trained butler.
After a few steps, I entered the villa.
The decoration of the villa is just like his style, minimalist Italian style, with simple and powerful lines and no unnecessary decoration. All the beauty comes from the materials themselves, including high-grade stone that has been polished by hand, heavy and shiny black metal accessories, and collections displayed on the chest of drawers, some of which are unknown to be true or false. The whole house is low-key yet luxurious.
The bouquet of Freud flowers he had sent was placed in a plain wide-mouthed vase on the coffee table, but the person was nowhere to be found.
Uncle Wang also disappeared. He Chuxi changed into his own slippers and went upstairs.
The bedroom on the second floor continues the Italian style of the first floor. The black, white and gray tones are restrained yet charming. He Chuxi gently pushed open the door and saw a figure rising and falling on the two-meter-long bed in the middle.
Asleep?
Since you went to bed early, why send her a message?
He Chuxi turned on the light and went over. The man who was lightly sleeping on the bed was startled and turned over. His sleepy eyes blinked and he said in a low voice, "Are you here?"
Chen Jingzhou's father and grandfather are well-known, wealthy and powerful figures in Beicheng. The family business spans technology, medicine, military industry, and film and television. Among them, the film and television sector is indeed half of Beicheng. His mother is a well-known dancer in the circle. No matter whether they are elders or younger generations, they have to respect her when they meet her.
The excellent genes of his parents are reflected in him. Chen Jingzhou is not only talented, but also very good-looking. His skin is a clear and cool white, and the lines of his brow bones and nose bridge are undulating like distant mountains, upright and smooth.
But He Chuxi was always attracted by his eyes. The pupils in his peach blossom eyes were light blue, like ice that had been frozen in the Arctic for a thousand years. When they looked at each other, his gaze seemed to penetrate the skin and reach the depths of the soul.
She looked away and shifted her gaze to see an unmarked white medicine bottle on the bedside table.
Curious but not asking too many questions, He Chuxi looked down at him and asked, "What do you want from me?"
The man took her hand and pulled her onto the bed, chuckling, "Who's looking for you?"
He Chuxi dodged his kiss and supported her chest with her hands, "Chen Jingzhou, I have something to ask you..."
"Go take a shower first."
Wash your head, you big ghost!
He has severe mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, but most of the time he acts like a normal person, and his mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder are only mild. For example, at this moment, he doesn't mind her coat and mouth, and kisses her straight away.
Occasionally, when I’m sick, I can’t touch anything. Otherwise, I’ll wash my hands for more than ten minutes, just like when we first met.
But fortunately, his illness only affects himself and does not affect others.
——Or rather, it doesn’t affect others, but she is the only victim.
They are not very familiar with each other and have no real relationship. In the words of outsiders, they are just friends with benefits and only have a physical connection.
He has his own set of standards for everything he does. Cleanliness is the first condition, needless to say. Then there are his various compulsive behaviors: posture, duration, reaction, etc. By the time He Chuxi realized it two or three times, he had already fallen into the tiger's mouth.
Why did they dislike each other so much on the day of the watch dealer's dinner? Because this guy had a seizure the night before and kept doing it in the bathroom. The hot water, the hot mist, and his crazy collisions almost cost her her life.
She wasn't here to sleep with him today. He Chuxi struggled to break free, her bright red lips curled down, "Chen Jingzhou!"
Chen Jingzhou was crazy, but he would not force her on this matter. After two rejections, the burning ice in his eyes had gradually cooled down.
He glanced at her calmly, threw back the covers, got out of bed, straightened his crooked silk robe, and went to the bathroom.
The sound of dripping water gave He Chuxi a headache.
Another half hour.
She was so hungry after all the hassle at Shangnan No. 1 that night, so she went downstairs to find something to eat while he was taking a shower.
Chen Jingzhou is the prince of the North City entertainment circle, so his food, clothing, housing and transportation are naturally extravagant. He has three aunts in his family, and it is not clear how many housekeepers and gardeners there are. He probably has five or six chefs, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is proficient in eight major cuisines.
The young master probably hadn't eaten yet, as the food was being heated up in the kitchen. A chef was on standby in the lounge next door, and he came out to greet her as soon as he saw her enter the kitchen.
Everyone around Chen Jingzhou was easier to get along with than him, and the chef also smiled, "Miss He, are you hungry?"
He Chuxi nodded, "He will come down to eat after taking a shower. Please heat up the food."
"Okay."
The young master's dinner tonight was Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, which had been slow-cooked for more than ten hours. When he went downstairs, He Chuxi was eating with relish. He only took a quick glance before continuing to battle with the delicious food.
He had changed into black pajamas and washed his hair. When he got close, the specially blended sandalwood pear fragrance was strong.
Chen Jingzhou sat down opposite him and asked with a sneer, "Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"
He Chuxi didn't dare to eat more. After finishing the last piece of tendon, he put down his chopsticks regretfully.
She took a tissue and wiped her mouth, then raised her eyes, her tone full of satisfaction after a full meal, "I have something to ask you."
The man curled his lips and picked up his chopsticks leisurely, "I haven't eaten yet."
“…”
Sometimes He Chuxi really wanted to take a picture of this guy's bad behavior in private and make it public, so that those fans who called him "good brother" could see how arrogant and perverted he was.
Fortunately, she was not in a hurry. He Chuxi crossed his legs and took out his cell phone to look at it.
I replied to Mo Mo's message first, then warned He Xingchen, and finally went online.
Hot search number one: #Mingwei Fang's favorite female lead#
Hot search number 3: #PureGoddessMingwei#
Hot search number 4: #HeChuXiBar#
He Chuxi clicked on her inexplicable hot search with a confused look on her face.
The host's blog post has been read five to six million times. It contained two photos of her that were secretly taken in a bar abroad. The photos were blurry, but her outline was recognizable.
Coupled with a few ambiguous words, He Chuxi has nothing to do with purity at all.
Yan Ling followed up with a message: [Where are you? Have you seen the trending searches?]
The company is processing the issue.
He Chuxi smiled and replied: [Sister Ling, am I being set up? ]
Yan Ling: [smile.jpg]
He Chuxi scrolled down a few posts, followed by some big Vs reposting them. Most of the comments were from internet trolls, and the biased words of "passersby" could easily influence passersby.
She is not a young person who just debuted, so she will naturally not be affected by these rhetorical remarks.
But that doesn't mean she isn't angry.
He Chuxi turned off his phone and looked across calmly.
The man eats slowly and elegantly, picking up food and swallowing without haste, incorporating his cultivation into every subtle movement.
She pursed her lips, and her purpose of coming here tonight had changed.
After five or six minutes, Chen Jingzhou slowed down his movements and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
He Chuxi smiled, stood up and walked over, carefully placing the chopsticks in his hand on the table with a smile, then sat in his arms and hugged his neck affectionately.
The mysophobic man who had just taken a shower frowned slightly but did not push away.
She lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek, her voice charming: "Are you full?"
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