Help! The beautiful host is acting like a love brain

An Chuci didn't want to go. There were too many people, and he didn't know many of them.

Qingfeng scratched his head and said, "If you don't want to go, just go. When will you worry about this again?"

An Chuci slapped Qingfeng and said, "I really don't have to go, but doesn't the original owner want me to live a good life in his identity? I will definitely have to go to that year's meeting, just like the previous class reunion."

He couldn't just use his identity as the original owner to stay at home every day and not know anyone, so he could fall in love with Bo Wenli and end it, right?

An Chu resigned from laziness and returned to laziness, but he would not do less what he was supposed to do.

Just a little upset.

An Chuci sighed and said, "I will definitely go, I just want to bother you for a while."

Hearing this, Qingfeng said again: "Don't worry, Bo Wenli will definitely go there too. With him accompanying you, what are you bothering about?"

An Chuci snorted when he heard this, "How busy he is. A busy man, a big boss, can he go to the annual meeting of a small live broadcast company?"

Qingfeng rolled his eyes: "Now that you are saying these things, do you believe that if you just tell him to accompany you, he will agree to you immediately?"

An Chuci turned over and said, "I won't tell him. He is usually very busy. By the end of the year, everything will be finished, so he will definitely be even busier."

It's just an annual meeting. It's not a big deal. Just report it to Bo Wenli. There is no need to drag Bo Wenli to support him. An Chuci can support it himself.

Qingfeng was confused. He scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Why? If you tell him, he will definitely go. If he stays with you, you won't be bored or worried."

An Chuci lazily yawned and said, "Oh, you are still young. You have never been in love and you don't understand. Okay, okay, I'm going to take a bath and go to bed. You can go back and eat your melon seeds."

Qingfeng: "..."

The good guy has no target to attack him again!

Qingfeng walked away muttering.

An Chuci smiled, didn't say anything more, and turned to take a shower.

Bo Wenli's soul is unstable now. He doesn't know what condition Bo Wenli is in without telling An Chuci. An Chuci is always worried that he will hold on. He doesn't know how far the broken souls have been collected. Bo Wenli ran in when he had some consciousness. Now in this world, he has become the big boss again. The company has a lot of things to do, and he is busy without touching the ground. What is the situation inside the Bo family now? Is it really harmonious or is it superficially harmonious and secretly fighting inside? These Bo Wenli don't agree with him. Said that this always made An Chuci worry that Bo Wenli was pushing himself too hard.

If there were some big things, An Chuci would definitely tell Bo Wenli and ask Bo Wenli to accompany him, but this is just a small annual party. Bo Wenli is even busier at the end of the year, and An Chuci doesn't need Bo Wenli to accompany him to support him. , An Chuci can support himself.

An Chuci told Bo Wenli about this when he got up the next day.

Bo Wenli was also paying attention to An Chuci's live broadcast company, and of course he also knew about the annual meeting.

All the companies under his name would send him invitations to their annual meetings. In previous years, Bo Wenli would not pay attention to it, but this year, he did keep an invitation from Sila Company.

But An Chuci said that he didn't need his company and asked Bo Wenli to finish the work in the company quickly and spend the New Year with him.

Bo Wenli could see that An Chuci really didn't want him to go, and he also guessed what An Chuci meant.

He knew that An Chuci felt sorry for him. Although he didn't want to let down An Chuci's kindness, he was still worried about An Chuci attending the annual meeting alone.

Bo Wenli thought for a moment, and then said: "Leave the invitation letter for the annual meeting of the Bala Live Broadcasting Company. If I am free then, I will go and have a look."

If he goes, he will still go, he just needs to go secretly so that An Chuci doesn't know about it.

The special assistant nodded and accepted the invitation.

Then the special assistant said: "Mr. Bo, Bo Jialu's side..."

Bo Wenli raised his head, "Huh? What's wrong with him?"

The special assistant said: "He was beaten by Mr. Bo. The beating was... pretty miserable."

Bo Wenli raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Are there any photos? Let me take a look."

The special assistant came over holding a cell phone. It was sent to him by Bo's father, which meant to apologize to Bo Wenli.

Bo Wenli chuckled and said, "Send me the photo, and I'll send it to Chu Ci to make him happy."

Special assistant: "...Okay, Mr. Bo."

Bo Wenli sent the photo to An Chuci with a smile. An Chuci saw Bo Jialu with a bruised nose and a swollen face like a pig's head rolling on the sofa with laughter. Bo Jialu has the genes of the Bo family, and he is definitely not an ugly man who can make trouble outside, but now It’s different, he’s an ugly man now!

An Chuci laughed loudly and saved all the photos.

Every day, Bo Wenli would send different ugly photos of Bo Jialu to An Chuci. An Chuci saved them all, planning to print them out and throw them in Bo Jialu's face later.

Time passed day by day, and it was time for the annual meeting of the Bila Live Broadcasting Company.

It's already mid-December, and New Year's Day is coming soon. After New Year's Day, the New Year is not far away.

An Chuci slept until the afternoon and started changing clothes and putting on makeup. An Chuci set off at six o'clock and arrived at the company at six-thirty.

The annual meeting started at seven o'clock. There was a lottery box at the door. An Chuci was guided to draw a note as soon as he got out of the car.

An Chuci took a look, 254.

An Chuci raised his eyebrows, it was okay, not 250 at least.

An Chuci was amused by his own thoughts. He turned around and entered the company. As soon as he entered the company door, he paused.

An Chuci was stunned. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him, and his heart trembled.

The man was wearing a black suit. After entering the door, he looked around looking for something. An Chuci could only look at his back and couldn't confirm his identity. Before the man disappeared, An Chuci subconsciously followed him.

The man searched in the dessert area for a long time before he found what he wanted in a small place, which was a durian cake that was not popular with most people.

Maybe many people like to eat it in normal times, but on such occasions no one will take a mouthful of durian flavor and then talk to others, so even if the durian flavored food is just put in the corner as a decoration, no one will eat it.

But the man happily picked up the cake. He turned around with the small cake and started looking around again. An Chuci saw half of his face. Although it was only half, An Chuci still recognized it.

His face hasn't changed at all, he just looks younger.

An Chuci took two steps forward and wanted to confirm his name, but the other party left the place before him.

With a smile on his face, the man happily walked towards the other man in a white suit holding the cake, "Brother!"

An Chuci froze on the spot again. After being stunned for a moment, he turned his head and looked in the direction where the man was walking.

The man in the white suit was obviously relieved when he saw the black suit. He caught a glimpse of the small cake in the other person's hand and thought it was because the other person was greedy. He slapped the other person on the back of the head mercilessly: "Why are you running around? You were kidnapped by others. What should I do? Why are you so greedy? I don’t need a bite of your little cake at home?"

The man in the black suit held the back of his head with one hand aggrievedly, and held a small cake in his other hand and handed it over, saying: "No, this is for you."

The man in the white suit shook his hands for a moment, then turned his head and said in disgust: "I don't eat cake, and you still don't know me?"

The man in the black suit chuckled, "This is durian flavored. You like it, I know."

The man in the white suit choked, then his face turned slightly red and said: "I don't like it, you remembered it wrong."

The man in the black suit then chuckled, "I remember correctly, I know everything my brother likes to eat!"

His voice was a little louder, and someone next to him looked over curiously. The blush in the white suit was obvious. He raised his hand and grabbed the ear of the black suit, "An Hong! Are you so loud that you are afraid that others will not know? Shut up and go. Don’t lose my people here.”

An Hong carefully protected the small cake and followed An Yue away with a groan, while muttering: "There is no shame. I hid from others and no one found me. Brother, the durian flavor here is There is no cake, I have been looking for it for a long time..."

An Yue's ears turned red. He raised his hand and clamped An Hong on his waist. He lowered his head and lowered his voice: "Stop talking! Do I have to let everyone know that I like durian cake?"

The two walked away, but An Chuci didn't move for a long time.

Watching the two people disappear around the corner, An Chuci felt a little disappointed.

The same name, the same appearance, and they are brothers.

only……

An Yue and An Hong are obviously twins, the two faces are almost identical.

An Chuci was heartbroken and didn't know what to say.

Maybe it was because the previous ending was not good... He always felt that no matter what his identity was, he seemed to be better than being a brother.