AFVSIBS ### Chapter 202: Pop Star Moves into the Same Hotel

After checking some local delicacies of Asu City, Zhou Chen discovered a dish called Winter Melon Pigeon Soup.

This dish features a pigeon placed inside a hollowed-out winter melon and then simmered into a soup.

The resulting soup is clear, sweet, and non-greasy.

He liked healthy and light foods like this, so he planned to savor it this time.

"Winter Melon Pigeon Soup?"

"Yes! I found out it's a local specialty of Asu City. Have you ever tried it, Sister Fangfang?"

"I've heard of it, but never had the chance to try it. You know, every time I come here, I'm with top-tier stars. They wouldn't go for such things. They stay in luxury hotels, and those hotels don't offer these kinds of local specialties," Wan Fangfang replied.

"Got it," Zhou Chen nodded, understandingly.

In his past life, he had experienced the same. Whenever he attended events, due to the star status, he stayed at the best and most high-end places. It was almost impossible to taste some local specialties.

But now, he didn't want to bear such heavy pressure. He wanted to eat whatever he liked, to hell with the celebrity halo. Stars are people too; they need to eat what they like.

"You're really something, thinking about trying Winter Melon Pigeon Soup."

Wan Fangfang couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up.

"As long as we don't act like stars, it's no problem. Let's go. I already know where to get Winter Melon Pigeon Soup. We can take a taxi there and get a small private room."

Wan Fangfang nodded, and they took a taxi to a place called Happy Farmhouse.

The place wasn’t big but had a nice overall environment, giving off a cozy and small-town feel.

Unfortunately, such cozy places wouldn't appeal to most top-tier stars.

Not to mention top-tier, even many second-tier stars might not be interested. They were used to a life of grandeur.

But Zhou Chen enjoyed such places; this was real life, the essence of humanity.

"Zhou Chen, without Director Cheng and the others around, we can indeed eat more freely. Otherwise, with them, we’d have to mind all kinds of social etiquette, and even eating would feel uncomfortable."

Wan Fangfang couldn't help but sigh.

"Exactly, that's why I refused to have lunch with him. Now it's just us two, which is great. We can say whatever we want, eat whatever we like, do whatever we please."

"Yeah, that's the feeling."

After speaking, Wan Fangfang picked up a piece of pigeon leg and started eating without any regard for her image.

Zhou Chen did the same, eating comfortably, not caring about appearances.

After a joyful lunch, they returned to the hotel to rest for a while.

They had already planned their afternoon: wake up at 2:30, take a taxi to a local scenic spot for sightseeing.

Afterwards, they would dine at a restaurant near the scenic spot.

As for the evening, Wan Fangfang knew that Zhou Chen always rejected late-night activities, so she hadn't made any plans.

Even if she had, Zhou Chen might refuse, especially since Yang Hanhan might arrive at the Sofitel Hotel tonight.

Sure enough, around six in the evening, just as they were about to have dinner, Yang Hanhan called.

On the phone, Yang Hanhan said she had arrived at the Sofitel Hotel, and her room number was 777.

This surprised Zhou Chen because his room number was 778. This meant they were just one floor apart.

"Zhou Chen, what's up? Something wrong?" Wan Fangfang asked curiously, seeing his expression change.

"Nothing, just got a call from Yang Hanhan saying she's staying at the Sofitel tonight. I'm just a bit surprised," Zhou Chen replied.

"Oh, and you say there's nothing between you two. I think you can't escape each other," Wan Fangfang said with a laugh.

"Can't escape? What do you mean?"

"Can't escape the bonds of fate, can't escape the shackles of love. These are lyrics from Yang Hanhan's hit song. How can you not get it?" Wan Fangfang explained.

"Uh, it's not like that. We're really just ordinary friends now."

"As I said, which couple didn't start as ordinary friends? Anyway, I think you two are perfect for each other—you're talented, and Yang Hanhan is a national goddess. You're a match made in heaven."

"Whatever happens, happens. Right now, I just want a healthy life and longevity," Zhou Chen said nonchalantly.

Sometimes, Wan Fangfang found Zhou Chen incomprehensible. At twenty, he seemed to want to live the life of an eighty-year-old. She couldn't understand his thinking.

"By the way, Yang Hanhan probably hasn't had dinner yet since she just got off the plane. Why don't you pack some food and bring it back to the hotel for her? It would also give you a chance to spend some time alone with her."

As a manager, Wan Fangfang naturally considered all aspects for Zhou Chen.

"Okay."

Zhou Chen nodded, not refusing.

It wasn't as Wan Fangfang said, trying to create opportunities to be alone with Yang Hanhan. They had already spent time together at the swimming pool a few times, each time quite closely.

He chose to do this simply because Yang Hanhan had been nice to him, and he considered her a trustworthy friend.

At least for now, he still regarded Yang Hanhan as a friend.

"Do you have dinner plans? If not, I'll pack some food and bring it back to the hotel for you."

Receiving Zhou Chen's message, Yang Hanhan felt as if she had won the lottery.

"This wooden man, finally showing some concern for me."

She murmured happily to herself and quickly replied to Zhou Chen, "No plans. I'll wait in my room. Just come over when you’re back."

Actually, Yang Hanhan had already planned her dinner: she was going to eat at Haidilao with her assistant.

However, Zhou Chen's message made her change her plans. She wanted to meet this man and have a chat. It was a rare opportunity.

As for her assistant, after replying to Zhou Chen's message, she immediately sent a 1,000 yuan red envelope to her assistant, telling her to find her own dinner.

"Sister Yang, are you planning to have a private dinner with Zhou Chen?" her assistant joked, seeming to guess her intention.

"Of course not. He's already having dinner with his manager outside. He'll bring back some food for me later. You go find a place to eat dinner yourself. Order whatever you want. If it's not enough, let me know."

"Oh, this is even more romantic than a private dinner. Thanks, Sister Yang. With this 1,000 yuan, I can eat whatever I want. I won't bother you then. This single dog will find her own meal. Bye-bye."

After chatting with her assistant, Yang Hanhan decided to take a shower and dress up since there was still some time.

After sitting in the car all day, she felt uncomfortable and uneasy.

She wanted to meet Zhou Chen in the best condition...


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