13: Chapter 13 Two goddesses, half-undressed, await being fed.

Lin Chen looked around the tent used for resting and asked Liu Xiaojiao, "Where did you put the pots and bowls I bought?"

Liu Xiaojiao wiped the sweat from her brow and hurriedly replied, "They are all in the trunk of Sister Mi's nanny van. Do you need them right now, Brother Lin?"

Lin Chen nodded.

Liu Xiaojiao immediately led him over there.

The two walked to the back of the vehicle and worked together to move the large cardboard box containing the kitchenware out.

Before moving it back to the tent, Lin Chen set up a simple stove on the open ground.

He first started a pot of water and threw in herbs to boil some heat-relieving herbal tea.

Next, he set up a kneading board, poured out flour, added water, and began kneading the dough.

At high noon during the dog days of summer, eating a bowl of cold noodles with tomato and egg sauce was absolutely the most comfortable choice.

This was also the best solution provided by the Grandmaster-level Master Chef.

When making hand-pulled cold noodles, the noodles must be rinsed in cold boiled water after being cooked; when eating, there is no extra hot soup, and the experience relies entirely on the chewiness of the noodles themselves.

Laymen always think kneading dough is simple, but the amount of water and the strength used to knead—even the slightest difference—won't do.

Lin Chen's hands flew, and the dough was constantly kneaded and deformed in his palms, not only soft and holding together but also full of resilience.

...

In another tent nearby sat three core male actors from the Film Crew.

The male lead Li Qingfeng, the second male lead Yang Lihua, and the third male lead Guan Dawei.

It was currently their turn to rest, and all three were blasting the air conditioning and playing on their phones.

But soon, their attention was all drawn to Lin Chen, who was kneading dough outside.

Li Qingfeng was a currently popular trending actor in the industry.

Yang Lihua and Guan Dawei belonged to the same talent agency, with slightly less fame than him.

The three recognized Lin Chen's identity at a glance.

A poor kid marrying five national-level stunning actresses at the same time—this news had long since exploded in the entertainment industry.

Lin Chen's reputation was terrible.

The entire internet was cursing him as a trashy gigolo, saying all the good cabbages had been rooted up by a pig.

But being cursed also meant popularity; his current level of attention was even higher than A-list stars.

"Brother Feng, look at that. Even being a gigolo requires stamina. Running to the Film Crew under the scorching sun to cook—this kid actually has some tricks," Yang Lihua said with a sneer on his face, his tone full of disdain.

Li Qingfeng let out a heavy snort and didn't respond with a single word.

Yang Lihua refused to give up and continued to stir the pot, "Brother Feng, do you think this poor kid actually got a marriage license with Sister Mi and the others, or is it just for show? Look, Liu Xiaojiao is hovering around him every step of the way; it must be something Sister Mi specifically ordered. Otherwise, why would a personal assistant go out of her way to serve him?"

Li Qingfeng's brows were tightly furrowed, his heart churned with irritation.

Half of this anger was because of Lin Chen, and the other half was directed at Yang Lihua.

Although they were in the same company and acted like brothers on the surface, they were all fighting openly and secretly behind the scenes.

Li Qingfeng knew very well that this bastard Yang Lihua had always had a crush on Dilraba, while he himself had been coveting Yang Mi's body for a long time.

The top-tier beautiful boss he couldn't get his hands on had inexplicably gotten a marriage certificate with a loser like Lin Chen!

When he first heard the news, he was so angry that he smashed his phone to pieces on the spot.

Now Yang Lihua was deliberately running over to provoke him, clearly trying to use him as a gun, inciting him to come forward and target Lin Chen.

That way, he could kill two birds with one stone, while Yang Lihua hid in the back to watch the show.

Anyone who could make a name for themselves in this industry was no pushover.

Li Qingfeng saw through the other party's sinister scheme at a glance.

Even if he saw through it, watching Lin Chen fawning over Yang Mi in her exclusive territory still made him feel incredibly stifled.

"A loser who only knows how to do laundry and cook—a man should ultimately rely on ability and status to speak. Running to the Film Crew to play the honest man? He might as well go back to his hometown and open a restaurant," Li Qingfeng cursed through gritted teeth.

A glint flashed in Yang Lihua's eyes, and he seized the opportunity to say, "Brother Feng, should we find a chance to give him a taste of trouble? Let him see what kind of person he really is. No matter how much a toad jumps around, it can't blend into a flock of swans."

Li Qingfeng glared at him sideways, feeling a wave of nausea.

Does he really take me for an idiot?

This TV series was heavily invested in by Yang Mi.

If he actively caused trouble and targeted Lin Chen on set, Yang Mi would absolutely explode on the spot.

"You already said he's a toad, and you want me, the dignified male lead, to bother with a toad? Is my brain flooded with water?"

Li Qingfeng didn't fall for it at all and retorted directly.

Yang Lihua still wouldn't give up and continued to fan the flames, "He's certainly not worth you getting your hands dirty, but this kid is like a piece of dog skin plaster, pestering Sister Mi and the others every day."

"As the saying goes, a stubborn woman fears a persistent man. If this trash keeps hovering before their eyes every day, what if feelings develop over time and the fake act becomes real? How will that end?"

This last sentence from Yang Lihua hit Li Qingfeng's sore spot directly.

Not only Li Qingfeng, but even Yang Lihua himself darkened his face.

A stubborn woman fears a persistent man—this tactic has worked from ancient times to the present.

Besides, no matter how much they looked down on Lin Chen in their hearts, they had to admit that this poor kid was indeed incredibly handsome.

This made both of them feel uneasy.

What if Yang Mi and Dilraba really fell for him?

No one can figure out a woman when she gets impulsive.

The two completely shut their mouths, their minds entirely focused on how to smear Lin Chen and drive him away.

...

In the tent next door.

The hand-pulled noodles had already been rinsed in cold water.

Lin Chen was simmering the tomato and egg sauce.

Retaining the fresh sweetness of the tomatoes and removing the fishy smell of the eggs—it looked like a home-cooked dish, but it actually tested one's control over heat extremely well.

Liu Xiaojiao obediently stayed by his side to help out.

No matter how quiet Li Qingfeng and the other's conspiracy was, even if Liu Xiaojiao couldn't hear it, Lin Chen heard every word clearly.

Grandmaster-level Qi Cultivation gave him sharp hearing and keen sight.

He felt not a ripple of emotion in his heart, let alone anger.

The people cursing him online were overwhelming; to bicker with two buzzing flies was purely a waste of life.

Just as the sauce finished simmering, the Film Crew finally finished work.

Yang Mi and Dilraba lifted their heavy ancient-style long skirts and walked quickly back to the tent with their long, fair legs striding along.

The weather was ridiculously hot.

As soon as Dilraba came in, she took off the thick outer layer of gauze clothing, leaving only a tight white bandeau top underneath.

Her round, full breasts were pressed so tightly they seemed about to pop out, and her fair, tender skin was covered in glistening, fragrant sweat, exuding an extremely alluring sensuality.

She leaned toward the pot and took a deep breath, "I'm roasting! Wow, is the food ready? What dish smells so good?"

Yang Mi slumped into the folding chair next to Lin Chen.

She pulled her skirt hem all the way up to the base of her thighs, her two crossed, snowy-white legs swinging incessantly.

The soft flesh on the inner sides of her thighs was stuck together due to the sweat, emitting an alluring, slick luster.

While fanning herself with her hand, she pointed at the bubbling clay pot and asked, "What are you cooking inside?"

"Heat-relieving herbal tea, just finished, it's ready to drink anytime." Lin Chen took a bowl and prepared to ladle it out.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng and the other two from next door walked over with their assistant, who was carrying a large platter of iced watermelon.