The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Under the stage, countless pairs of eyes stared at her.

She also scans the entire venue.

There was only a moment of panic, but immediately stood up straight.

She was in good spirits and radiant, and her appearance was meticulously groomed by top make-up artists.Even Qu Cunfang sent someone to teach her how to walk and how to place her hands, which helped her—her demeanor was calm, without the slightest bit of disrespect.

This is my first solo performance.

No matter how perfect it was before, it was under Qiao Zhijun's protection.

Fang Likun, from now on, you will have no one to protect you.

You have to drop your crutches and stand up completely.

It's unbelievable that this journey, as if to fulfill her growth, actually faced the camera and faced the eyes of the audience without any stage fright.

Really, what Qu Lao said is absolutely right, after the grand scene of yesterday's awards ceremony, there is nothing to be afraid of.Even if Qiao Zhi was no longer by her side, she stood alone on the empty stage, facing the microphone, talking eloquently and eloquently.

Qu Cunzi was surprised to find that the content of her speech was even very different from the original text that she had recited, adding a lot of play that she thought of on the spur of the moment.At the critical point, her Swedish is always surprisingly fluent, quoting from many sources, humorous, and applause from the audience.

With such manners and such language, the audience was full of foreigners, as if for the first time they knew the real external and internal beauty of oriental women.

Maybe it was because someone next to him applauded very loudly and vigorously, which Jiang Yueming found very harsh.Occasionally, there were whispers, but it was Swedish, and it was extremely fluent.At first she thought it was a foreigner and didn't pay much attention.Only in a gap, this guy applauded again, and she couldn't help but look back.Seeing this, he almost didn't stand up.

The ghostly Qu Cunzi actually sat behind him.However, he obviously didn't pay attention to her, didn't look at her, just whispered to a foreign devil beside him.

Fang Likun had been sitting in the VIP seat in the front row, not with Qu Cunzi, so she was out of sight and out of mind, but she didn't expect this guy to be in the row behind her, only two seats away.

The two high-spirited young talents beside him were actually his university classmates in Sweden. When they learned that the winner of this year's grand prize was actually his "girlfriend", they naturally rushed to join him.

It was fine if Jiang Yueming didn't look at it, but when she looked at it, the breath was uneven, especially, she turned her head to look at it several times, and found that Qu Cunzi hadn't noticed it all the time.

It would be fine if he turned a blind eye on purpose, but he really didn't care.Apart from staring at the speaker on the stage, at other times, he spent the whole time talking with the two classmates who hadn't seen him for many years in a very, very low voice.

Just like last night's dance party, he descended from the sky, and the audience was full of elegance, but he didn't even look at her.

If he scolded her, ridiculed her, or even deliberately humiliated her...Jiang Yueming could still accept it.

However, he turned a blind eye.

He didn't even tilt his gaze towards her.

Jiang Yueming seemed to have become air.

She had to hold down the handle of the seat with both hands so that she would not stand up and slap the guy.It's so scary, a man who was dying back then, even if he was asked to kneel down in public, it would be fine, but now, he doesn't even look at her.