The Host Has Fallen for the Second Female Lead Again - Chapter 14

There were few people, so there were basically no queues for the rides. Ji Mingxiao and Xi Ruan basically tried all of them.

At 6:30 p.m., Ji Mingxiao and Xi Ruan parted ways. Ji Mingxiao had to go to the theater in advance to prepare. A lot of temporary seats had been added to the theater. After the employees were seated, the remaining seats would be given to lucky fans. Others either stood or didn’t get in.

Ji Mingxiao changed her clothes to something a little more formal than her previous casual wear. When she went out, she saw Ji Chanhan already sitting in his seat. The two looked at each other, and seeing Ji Chanhan, Ji Mingxiao couldn’t help but laugh. He was wearing a down jacket and looked a little bloated.

“CEO Fu.”

“CEO Ji, just a reminder that our annual party will be live-streamed online.”

“Oh.” Ji Chanhan said expressionlessly, “I look good no matter what I wear.”

“Okay, I’ll be sure to have them give you a close-up,” Ji Mingxiao nodded.

Ji Chanhan: …

Zhuo Xi originally wanted to find Ji Mingxiao, but when she saw Ji Chanhan next to Ji Mingxiao, she was stunned and suddenly a little flustered. After hesitating for a few seconds, she turned and left.

The annual party was about to start, and people were already coming in one after another, making it a bit noisy.

Fortunately, everyone followed the rules. The theater could hold a maximum of 5,000 people. Once 5,000 people arrived, the rest were not allowed to enter.

Those who didn’t get in had already started crying on Weibo.

Who knew they would have to find a place to watch the live stream? Although the tickets Ji Mingxiao gave them had friendly reminders to line up early.

When the annual party started, Ji Mingxiao, as the CEO, naturally had to go on stage to speak, reflect on the past, and look forward to the future.

Ji Mingxiao’s speech was very brief, without too much sentiment, and she just briefly reported on the situation.

After the speech, she returned to her seat and found that Ji Chanhan had moved to the seat next to hers at some point. Their seating was basically random, and no one thought it was a big deal.

“What are you going to do?”

“What do you mean, ‘what am I going to do’?”

“That woman.”

“Is CEO Ji very interested in gossip?”

“Isn’t it normal for people to enjoy gossip?”

Ji Mingxiao looked at Ji Chanhan and deeply felt that this person just wanted to watch the show.

“Don’t worry, you’re part of the gossip too. I’ll be sure to let you know when the gossip starts,” Ji Mingxiao showed a kind smile. “If you want, I can even @ you specifically on Weibo.”

Ji Chanhan narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the stage.

“To be honest, it’s my first time seeing someone so eager to eat their own gossip.”

Ji Chanhan: …

“There’s nothing bad to say about me.”

“Hmm, at most, they’ll say you don’t know how to be gentle with women or don’t have good manners.”

“I don’t,” Ji Chanhan gave Ji Mingxiao a look. “If your sexual orientation wasn’t the same as mine, I wouldn’t even sit with you.”

Ji Mingxiao rolled her eyes in annoyance. “I didn’t realize you were so narcissistic.”

“I’m good-looking and rich, what can I do?”

Ji Mingxiao: I never expected CEO Ji to be such a goofball.

She chose to shut up.

The camera happened to sweep over Ji Mingxiao and Ji Chanhan, and Ji Mingxiao’s look of disdain was broadcast on the big screen. Paired with the bloated Ji Chanhan next to her, it was a perfect meme.

Ji Mingxiao looked at the big screen: “Seriously, it doesn’t look good.”

“That’s because your equipment is faulty,” Ji Chanhan said expressionlessly, silently pulling down his hat. “Is it wrong to be afraid of the cold?”

“It’s so hot in the venue, where’s the cold?” Ji Mingxiao noticed the camera hadn’t left yet and waved her hand, gesturing for it to get away from her.

However, the camera was still on her.

Ji Mingxiao could already hear people laughing behind her. She sat up straight, expressionless, and assumed a meeting posture. After a while, the camera finally moved away.

“You have no authority at all,” Ji Chanhan revealed his face.

“Why are you still so childish at thirty?”

“Excuse me, I’m twenty-nine, not thirty. I should be younger than you.”

Ji Mingxiao was about to give Ji Chanhan a look of contempt, but noticed the camera seemed to be coming back her way and held it in.

Xi Ruan’s seat was in the fifth row, not far away. The camera had also swept over her several times, causing her to calm down from her initial excitement. She knew that her “status” in the story had increased, making her more noticeable.

Zhuo Xi came on stage. She sings every year, so there was nothing new.

To be honest, Zhuo Xi’s singing wasn’t very good. In the past, when Fu Youzheng was here, she would be very supportive, but this year she didn’t feel like moving.

Every celebrity had an interactive segment. Zhuo Xi originally wanted to ask Ji Mingxiao to come up, but hesitated when she saw Ji Chanhan next to her.

She wasn’t sure if Ji Chanhan knew about her relationship with Ji Mingxiao, and whether he might mention it during the chat.

In the end, she chose a fan from a distance.

“She’s flustered,” Ji Mingxiao said.

“Wouldn’t you be?”

Ji Mingxiao looked at Ji Chanhan: “You don’t feel anything when you see her?”

“No. I feel like your question is insulting me.”

“Don’t you think what you’re saying is also insulting me?”

The two looked at each other.

“No nesting dolls.”

“Tsk.”

The annual party ended at 9:30 p.m., lasting two hours.

As soon as it ended, Ji Mingxiao and Ji Chanhan went their separate ways.

Perhaps because they both shared the same surname, the two were naturally at odds.

Ji Mingxiao originally wanted to take Xi Ruan home, but she had already run off.

In the end, she had to leave alone. The amusement park would stay open until midnight, and Ji Mingxiao had previously arranged for several chartered cars to be at the entrance to take people home who left late.

Their annual party was on the hot search for three days, and many companies expressed their envy.

The memes of Ji Mingxiao and Ji Chanhan had gone viral, especially her eye-roll and contemptuous looks, which were particularly popular with the public. The meme was called “The CEO’s Disdain.”

The two of them were also made into “ghost animal” videos.

Ji Mingxiao chose one and reposted it.

Fu Youzheng V: Share the money?

Ji Chanhan followed closely.

Ji Chanhan V: I want some too.

In the end, the UP creator actually sent Ji Mingxiao a Weibo red envelope via private message, which surprised her.

Xi Ruan watched the whole process. Tsk, this character has really collapsed spectacularly. It’s enough to get her locked up in a small dark room for three to five years.

System A was already at peace and no longer happy to remind her of anything. She didn’t listen anyway. She had worked for so many years and had never seen such a rebellious host.

Not long after the annual party, they went on holiday.

Zhuo Xi was still very busy. Ji Mingxiao had originally planned to book tickets to travel to the Southern Hemisphere. There was no one left in the Fu family, but she held back in the end. On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, she sent a message to Xi Ruan.

Fu Youzheng: Are you alone?

Xi Ruan: There are a lot of people.

Ji Mingxiao suddenly remembered that the Xi family still had people. It seemed she was the only one without someone to spend the New Year with.

Fu Youzheng: I’m all alone. This is my first time spending New Year’s alone.

Xi Ruan: Oh.

Fu Youzheng: ???

Xi Ruan sent a red envelope with four words written on it: “Expressing concern.”

When she opened it, it contained 2.22.

Xi Ruan: I’m busy. Bye.

Ji Mingxiao lay down on the sofa, deeply feeling bored.

In the end, she started a game and shared the link on Weibo, inviting strangers to join.

And then.

[Fu Youzheng’s account was hacked] became a trending topic on Weibo.

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