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Chapter 222

When An Lan lowered her head and ran out, she suddenly hit a wall of flesh. She looked up in surprise.

The man in front of her was very tall. She looked up and saw a tightly wrapped face, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Without getting enough defense, she seemed to crash into the deep sea, mysterious and endless ocean, hiding unknown treasures, attracting people to further explore.

The man's face wearing a mask couldn't see clearly. He let go of An Lan and took a step back. The latter came to his senses and said softly: "Sorry."

After An Lan apologized, he turned sideways and walked out quickly, as if there was a vicious dog chasing him behind him.

The man glanced at her back and turned toward the underground parking lot. The assistant guarding the car looked around vigilantly. After opening the door and letting him get up, he immediately closed the door.

The assistant turned around and patted his chest and said, "Boss, you are back. Is the matter handled smoothly?"

The man has taken off his hat and mask, revealing a handsome face with no blind spots of 360 degrees. He leaned on the back of the chair, and his quiet words were spit out from his lips.

"I just met a woman."

"What? This, this, she..." The assistant was frightened and stuttered.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted coldly by the man, "Check out who she is."

"yes!"

......

The brief episode did not make An Lan care about it. After leaving the club in a hurry, she returned to Lan Xin's cheap rental house.

Lying on the bed, she wiped her face hard and threw the remaining memories aside.

She is not An Lan, that silly woman is dead!

Now she is Lan Xin, a person who has nothing to do with An Lan.

God gave her the opportunity to be reborn. She must cherish and grasp it well and never want to have any connection with that scumbag again!

With her random thoughts, she fell asleep in a daze, and opened her eyes again and woke up from hunger.

She turned her head and looked at the time. It was only six o'clock in the morning. She touched her stomach and took a look in the kitchen, and raised her eyebrows in disagreement.

There is nothing in the refrigerator. From the memories she has obtained, Lan Xin has been losing weight recently. In order to lose weight into the legendary bee waist, she only ate one apple a day.

Shaking his head, An Lan washed up briefly and went out with her wallet.

Lan Xin lives in the urban-rural fringe area. The streets are very lively in the early morning, and there are a wide range of breakfast stalls.

An Lan walked to a soy milk bun shop. The fat boss lady smiled and brought fried dough sticks and soy milk, and greeted: "Girl, come and eat it. The soy milk and fried dough stick buns in our house are the most authentic in this street. You are so beautiful, just like the stars on TV. Why haven't you seen you before?"

An Lan smiled faintly, took a sip of soy milk and replied, "I just moved here. Your soy milk is delicious."

"That's good. Eat more. I think you're too thin. The little girl always wants to lose weight. In fact, it's unhealthy. If you're not healthy, what's the use of losing weight?"

The boss's wife nagged a few words to greet the business. An Lan lowered her head and bit the fried dough sticks gently, but her brother's appearance appeared in her mind.

In the past, she had deliberately lost weight and had less food in order to make her figure curve. Her brother hugged her shoulders and said, "Where did you lose weight? It's just right. Who dares to dislike my sister for being fat? I'm not polite to him!"

At that time, my brother learned to make what she liked for her to eat.

After being moved by her brother's care, she gave up losing weight.

Thinking of her brother who died tragically, An Lan felt a vague pain in her heart. She hurriedly left the money and left the soy milk shop, walked aimlessly, and came to the riverside.

God gave her the opportunity to be reborn, but did not erase her painful memory. Should she hope she will live again with pain, or would she give her a chance to make a new decision on her life?

Suddenly, An Lan didn't know that she had been standing by the river for a long time.

It was not until the ringtone of the phone rang that she pulled her out of the vortex of memories—

"Hello."

"Hello, is it Miss Lan Xin? I am from Yunduan Media Company. My surname is Wang. Our company will conduct a new drama audition tomorrow afternoon. I want to invite you to try it."

An Lan raised her eyebrows in confusion, without any joy, and asked indifferently: "Where did your company know about me? Why did you come to me?"

Although Lan Xin has been in the middle of two years and has acted in many dramas, she is basically cannon fodder with few lines.

Suddenly a media company came to her, and she couldn't help but wonder whether it was Wang Hai's fault?

But after another thought, she felt something was wrong. Yunduan Media is very famous in the Imperial City, and many of the highly rated conscience dramas were produced by them.

Such a company will join forces with a small company boss to cheat her, an unfamous cannon fodder? It is unreasonable.

While An Lan was thinking, the other party replied: "I have watched the drama you performed before, and I feel that your image and temperament are in line with the setting of our new drama Female 3."
Chapter completed!
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