The Host is Tempted By the Female Partner Again

There was the sound of horns everywhere, and Ji Mingxiao was a little irritable while holding the steering wheel with one hand.

She raised her head and saw Zhuo Xi's face on the large LED screen not far away. Not long ago, she had just become the global spokesperson for the E family, and Fu Youzheng was able to help.

Zhuo Xi's current career can be said to be thriving, enough to make any actress jealous.

Ji Mingxiao twitched at the corner of his mouth, picked up the phone and took a photo with the big screen, and then sent it to Zhuo Xi.

[Fu Youzheng: Baby, you are so beautiful, when will other people know that you are my daughter-in-law? 】

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The opposite didn't reply, and she didn't care.

The driving speed in front of the car finally got faster, and Ji Mingxiao received Zhu Xi's reply after returning home to take a shower.

[Zhuo Xi: I miss you too. 】

Sure enough, she didn't make a statement about another sentence of her.

She will go to country D the day after tomorrow, but she doesn’t want to contact Zhuo Xi. The ticket has been booked. At 6:30 tomorrow afternoon, she will stay in country D for two days. Ji Mingxiao glanced at the itinerary. This time, the time is tight. She had to talk about a cooperation in the past, and it was the plane at nine o'clock in the evening when she returned home.

At 5:30 the next day, Ji Mingxiao arrived at the airport. She took three people with her on this trip. She didn’t prepare much luggage. She basically didn’t say a few words, and half of her sunglasses covered half of them. Her face and lips alone can tell that she is not in a good mood.

"What happened to the president?"

"have no idea."

The three of them glanced at each other and whispered in a low voice.

Ji Mingxiao's footsteps in front suddenly stopped, and then ran in a certain direction.

"President?" Several people wanted to catch up, but the airport had a lot of people, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Why can you run so fast in high heels.

Ji Mingxiao stared at the figure not far away.

The other party was fair-skinned, casually **** in a ponytail, and a few strands of untied hair fell naturally. She looked about 20 years old. She was dragging a suitcase, standing at the door of the bathroom, looking down at her mobile phone.

Ji Mingxiao slowed down, looked at her, did not dare to approach, she was a little afraid that it was a dream.

She noticed that someone was looking at her, raised her head and looked at Ji Mingxiao, frowned, and looked at her somewhat puzzled.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Excuse me, are you Ruan Shaojia?" Ji Mingxiao asked.

The other party was stunned for a moment, his expression became a little more tangled and dazed, and then shook his head firmly: "No."

Ji Mingxiao looked at the same face as Ruan Shaojia and showed a decent smile: "Sorry, you look a lot like a friend of mine who suddenly disappeared, so... I'm sorry."

"Oh, good." The other nodded.

"Can you leave a contact information?" Ji Mingxiao looked at her.

She frowned: "Forget it."

Ji Mingxiao lowered his eyes, a little disappointed, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Excuse me, I wish you a happy life."

She plugged the phone back, glanced at her face again, and turned to leave.

"Host, your behavior just now was a bit dangerous."

"Oh." Ji Mingxiao is not in the mood to wrestle with the system now, and returns to the place where he ran over before. The three people are still standing there waiting for her.

"President, are you okay?"

"fine."

The three people found that the president's mood seemed even worse.

The former president started working after getting on the plane, but now he looks out the window in a daze, doing nothing.

Ji Mingxiao's mind is very confused. Only a dead person can be bound by the system. If that person is really Ruan Shaojia, then the other person is already dead.

When did she die and why she didn't get any news at all.

She frowned.

After hearing the name, the other party did not immediately deny it. Obviously, it should have been impressed. As for the refusal, it was mostly because of the system's regulations that all taskers could not reveal their true identities during the task.

Ji Mingxiao took a sip of tea, knocked on the table, bowed his head and began to process the documents.

The flight to country D took fourteen hours, which was enough for her to take care of part of the work and get some sleep, although she didn't like sleeping on the plane very much.

The others were relieved to see that Ji Mingxiao was finally normal.

When they arrived in country D, the car arranged in advance was already there, and they were sent directly to the hotel to rest.

Ji Mingxiao didn't set the alarm clock, and fell asleep dimly, but he didn't oversleep.

When I woke up, I saw the message from Zhuo Xi.

[Zhuo Xi: Honey, the dress you prepared... doesn't seem to suit me. 】

[Fu Youzheng: How could it not suit you? Baby looks good in everything. 】

When Zhuo Xi saw the news from Ji Mingxiao, she almost dropped her phone. She wanted to change her dress, but because Fu Youzheng's dress was sent in a jam, and she trusted Fu Youzheng too much. I didn't prepare other dresses at the beginning, and now I am going to walk on the red carpet, and I can't contact the brand.

She was itching with hatred, but she didn't dare to get angry with Fu Youzheng.

Ji Mingxiao looked at the other party without speaking, probably guessed Zhuo Xi's current expression, and hooked her lips.

[Fu Youzheng: Don't you like it? I chose for a long time. 】

[Zhuo Xi: I like it, of course I like it. I like everything you prepare. 】

Cherish: MMP

Ji Mingxiao walked the red carpet alone this time. He could have been with Zhuo Xi, but she refused.

Of course Zhuo Xi didn't know what she was about to come, if she knew, she would definitely ask to go with her.

The dress that Ji Mingxiao prepared for herself is much more beautiful than Zhuo Xi's. It is completely tailor-made for her, which perfectly highlights her various advantages. Of course, the cost is much higher than that of Zhuo Xi's dress.

Her red carpet sequence was in the front, and she attracted the attention of countless people as soon as she got off the car.

However, she is the president, and she came as a producer this time. She was not interested in taking photos. She walked fast on the red carpet and turned a deaf ear to the call of "slower" from the reporter next to her. After signing her name, she returned to her own. Location.

Zhuo Xi received the news and looked at Ji Mingxiao's photo with a distorted expression.

"She didn't tell me why she came." Zhuo Xi suppressed her voice.

"Maybe I want to give you a surprise." Zhuo Xi's agent Wu Duo said, "Don't think too much."

"Look how beautiful her dress is." Zhuo Xi bit her lip, "Just prepare this for me."

"You don't know how good Mr. Fu is to you. This dress is made by the chief designer of the Y house. It costs 1.8 million. She may want to give you the best." Wu Duo patted Zhuo Xi. Hand, "Don't make a tantrum with her, do you hear me."

Zhuo Xi nodded.

Presumably thinking that Zhuo Xi is going to be crippled, Ji Mingxiao's mood has improved a lot, with a little more smile on his face, chatting with the people around him, and switching between languages ​​seamlessly and without pressure.

When Zhuo Xi finally played, Ji Mingxiao raised his head and looked at the big screen in front of him, almost laughing.

It is not ugly to say ugly, but it is awkward, and it makes people uncomfortable to look at.

Ji Mingxiao took out his mobile phone and opened the live broadcast, ready to watch the barrage.

[What the **** is Zhuo Xi wearing this time? Not suitable for her at all. 】

[But expensive, my friends, totaling seven or eight million up and down, a walking treasury. 】

[I'm so ridiculous, it's so ugly. 】

[Does Zhuo Xi think she looks good at thief now? 】

[Unfortunately, the best look! 】

The author has something to say: Ji Mingxiao X Ruan Shaojia

The name will come out quickly this time.