The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Wu Ke and Grandpa An had a conversation for nearly two hours that day. No one else knew what they said. Next to them was Ida, who could only bark.

Back at the apartment, under the leadership of An Chen, the three people who struggled all afternoon finally won.

Dinner was hot pot. Si Yi and Si Si brought fresh ingredients. Ji Xuan was busy working and Qu Yan was helping.

An Chen returned to his "nest", the hanging chair. He hadn't been there for several days. It was so comfortable.

A song sung by An Chen was playing on the TV. Since the MV was not filmed, some of the pictures were photos of An Chen and some were videos made by fans.

An Chen also watched it for a while. Her fans are quite powerful, and she can cut out a video with a story line from An Chen's few movies and variety shows.

Seeing that it was boring, An Chen asked Fu Yanxing to throw an apple over to him and started to chew on it.

About five minutes later, An Chen threw down the apple, jumped out of the hanging chair, and went straight to the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" Ling Han was sitting in a corner, not knowing what was going on. He asked doubtfully as he got up and walked to An Chen's position.

Fu Yanxing also followed closely behind.

The door was not closed. When Ling Han arrived at the door, he saw An Chen lying by the pool.

"What's wrong?" Ling Han panicked when he saw An Chen like this.

An Chen waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, then he felt sick, but he couldn't vomit anything.

"There are worms in that apple." An Chen's voice was already a little hoarse.

"An Xiaochen, you're scaring me to death." Ling Han took several deep breaths.

"It's okay, it's okay, you two go back, I'll rinse my mouth." An Chen turned his head and asked the two of them to leave, then reached out and pushed the door open.

After a violent cough, An Chen stared at the bright red in the pool and was stunned for a moment, then took a glass of water. The fishy-sweet taste that spread from his throat to his mouth was not a good taste.

"An Xiaochen, I'm coming in." Ling Han's voice sounded at the door.

Originally, Ling Han had returned to the living room with Fu Yanxing, but he always felt that he had just seen blood streaks in the pool, and with An Chen closing the door, a bad premonition was about to come out, so Ling Han left and returned.

"What's wrong?" An Chen had washed away the blood a long time ago, and now he was the same as usual, except that his face was a little pale.

Ling Han glanced at the pool and saw nothing. Could it be that he had really seen it wrong? Ling Han had doubts about himself.

"Let's go, what are you doing?" An Chen pulled Ling Han and then went back to the living room together.

"Are you okay?" Fan Luo asked directly when he saw An Chen coming back.

"I will definitely look at apples before I eat them from now on! Humph!" An Chen is indeed a very good actor, and even after this, he didn't show any flaws.

An Chen knew his current situation and he wouldn't die anyway, so why make such a fuss? There was no need.

There is no doubt that her operation was successful, but Anchen's own gastric problems were aggravated by the operation, and the two emergency rescues at critical moments also caused irreversible damage to the body.

This was the conversation between Ling Han and Chi Jing that An Chen overheard.

It's not life-threatening, but it's not getting better. An Chen doesn't care too much. There are some things that you shouldn't care too much about. That's what An Chen thinks anyway.

Hot pot is really the joy of winter, and the snowflakes are falling outside, which is very cooperative.

There are many annoying things, but there are also many happy things. Don't use happiness to fill the hole of unhappiness. This is what An Chen said. She is eating meat happily now.