[Please note, host, to win the land development right tonight, the male protagonist Nangong Jin will invite the female supporting actress Duanmu Zhengjie to have dinner together, and I would like to learn more about the bidding information.

This dinner will make Nangong Jin feel his presence in front of Duanmu Zhengjie, and gradually appreciate his ambition and progress. In order to prevent Duanmu Zhengjie from falling into the charm of the male lead, please stop it! 】

[Task value: 50 points, task failure: five thunders]

A ding-like sound resounded in her head, Bian Yingning opened her eyes with difficulty, and it took a while for her chaotic mind to slowly start to operate.

This sleep, why did she feel like she slept for a long time.

Bian Yingning half sat up, patted her head, and in an instant, many memories emerged.

“…hiss…”

Standing in front of the sink, looking at herself in the mirror, Bian Yingning was brushing her teeth with an electric toothbrush, listening to the buzzing sound of the toothbrush, she looked into her eyes...

Looks like, looking at the other self.

After she got into the luxury car yesterday afternoon, the system didn’t know if it was her conscience and hesitantly said to her:

"Please note, host, it is suspected that the host will be suspicious because the words and deeds of the original host are different. The original host's memory has been packaged here for you. Would you like to accept it?"

Bian Yingning, who was exhausted at the time, looked at the scenery outside the window: "Can you still receive the memory of the original owner?"

"Yes, at the beginning, because you were afraid that your soul would not be able to adapt to your body, if you rashly let you receive the original owner's memory, you would probably lose control over your body because of the lack of fit.

Therefore, this system has not allowed you to receive the original master memory. At present, it is detected that the situation is urgent. It is recommended that you merge with the original master memory. "

"Fusion? The me after fusion... me or her?"

"Accurately, it's you and she."

Getting a memory is not just the memory, but also the impact of the memory.

Simply put, it is to accept the character traits that this memory eventually forms.

"Oh," Bian Yingning smiled slightly: "If I am not me, then what is the need for me to exist."

"The host should not be too pessimistic. At present, you and the body are well integrated. Receiving the memory of the original host will only have a small impact on you in the early stage. With this system, the control and independence of the body will eventually be The ability to think will belong to you."

“…What about the original owner?”

"Sorry, this involves the confidentiality of this system, and the system cannot tell you."

"The original owner...isn't he going to die?"

"Don't think too much about the host, this system has no right to decide people's life and death."

"Then you said you're going to hit me with five thunders?"

"That's Wulei's business, and has nothing to do with this system."

"?" Are you polite.

Then…

Then Bian Yingning chose to accept.

The next thing feels like a dream.

Maybe because she received too many memories, and now she feels that her brain is still heavy, her head will not be enlarged.

Thinking of this, Bian Yingning hurriedly looked at her frizzy head in the mirror.

Fortunately, the head doesn't seem to be getting bigger.

Looking at her messy hair, Bian Yingning suddenly remembered something.

Last night, when Hua Cancan was pushed into the sofa by her, it seemed that their hair was messed up.

Wait a minute... What does she mean, it was done by the body that was manipulated by the original master's character after receiving the memory at that time. Rounding it up is a good thing for the original master, and what does it have to do with her, Bian Yingning.

But...

I didn't expect that Hua Cancan, who has always been hot and pulling, was quite good in front of the original owner?

Can't believe it.

Bian Yining found those memories in her mind several times while feeling surprised.

After washing, Bian Yingning raised her lips while looking at her new self in the mirror.

She has never been a rich lady, and she has never been trained as a celebrity. Now it is different.

The left and right is just a game of passing the level. She wants to pass the level, and the original owner who has been trained by her successor since childhood has her own ambitions, and the two do not conflict.

Bian Yingning raised her right hand, put her index and middle fingers together, raised her thumb, made a gun gesture, raised her fingertips to herself in the mirror, and spit out a soft voice: "Bang—"

…

In the evening, Duanmu Zhengjie arrived at the door of the restaurant she had made an appointment with Nangong Jin, and after throwing the car keys to the parking guy, she lifted up her skirt and walked into the restaurant.

A waiter took her to a seat by the window and sat down. There was no one on the other side, and Nangong Jin had not come yet.

The sea at night has a unique flavor.

Suddenly, a waiter came over with a delicate crystal vase containing nine red roses.

The waiter came and said in a low voice: "Hello, Miss Duanmu, our little boss said that this bunch of flowers is just in front of you."

He took off the lily on the table with the bottle and respectfully placed the red roses.

Duanmu Zhengjie was stunned for a moment, watching the delicate red roses blooming in the expensive vase.

"This is a private rose from France. I hope you like it. I wish you a happy meal." The waiter said respectfully and left.

Duanmu Zhengjie didn't even have time to ask him who his little boss was.

Not long after the waiter left, Nangong Jin arrived late and saw that Duanmu Zhengjie was already in his seat, with a slight apology on his stern face: "Sorry, I don't know why at the intersection where the scenic spot came in. There's a traffic jam, it's a bit late."

Duanmu Zhengjie was a little puzzled: "Is there a traffic jam at the intersection?"

When she first came in, a security guard motioned her to take a detour by the sea, saying it was more convenient, and she followed his prompt without thinking much.

"Well, what happened to the car... I'm sorry again." As a ruthless president, Nangong Jin has always been concise, and if Duanmu Zhengjie was not sitting across from him, how could he apologize twice.