The host called out Jura's name again and again, looking for him everywhere.

Jura got up from the stool, covered her chest, and bowed deeply to the crowd around her.

She slowly walked to the stage and stood in front of Chen Kai, she reached out to take the trophy and held it in the palm of her hand, Jura suddenly felt a heavy feeling.

Chen Kai hugged Zhu La, patted her on the shoulder, and put it in her ear: "Yes, won the award again?"

Jura didn't know who the man in front of her was, she nodded mechanically, and smiled quietly at the man.

Chen Kai handed over the stage to Zhula, and the light sprinkled on Zhula's head, and she felt suffocated.

Her body tensed slightly, she clenched her fists to calm herself, took a few deep breaths, and calmed all the fire in her heart.

Jura grabbed the microphone in front of her and replied seriously: "Thank you very much to the program team for giving me this vanity, thank you to all the people who care about me, thank you!"

Her gurgling voice fluttered across the stage, and Jura finished speaking, turning back to her seat below.

As soon as she sat down, her tense nerves became conscious, and she slowly glanced at the man next to her: "Will you also win the award?"

Ke Zhehan turned his head to look at Zhula beside him, and stopped talking a little.

Seeing that Ke Zhehan was a little reluctant to speak, Jura did not impose a demand, she looked quietly ahead.

The awards were presented one after another, and when it came to the Best Director Award, Ke Zhehan's whole body tensed, his hands trembled slightly, and his ears listened to the host's words sensitively.

Everyone held their breath as the host invited the guests to announce the results.

"The winner of the Best Director Award is Ke Zhehan, the director of "Be Friends with the Disease"!"

Hearing his name, Ke Zhehan got up suddenly, he bowed deeply to the people beside him, and walked onto the stage with steady steps.

Catching the trophy handed over by the guest with both hands, Ke Zhehan was excited, he finally proved himself.

Standing in the center of the stage, Ke Zhehan raised the trophy in his hand: "Thank you to the program team for awarding me this award, this special vanity, let me feel that the future road is more clear, thank you to all those who support me, thank you!"

Ke Zhehan slowly walked down from the stage in the envious eyes of others, sat down, clenched the trophy in his hand, and whispered to Zhula beside him: "Thank you for participating in my work, I have half of the credit for this award!"

Jura raised her eyes, which happened to meet the man's eyes, she was a little at a loss for a moment, and her hands clutched the trophy in her hand.

At the end of the award ceremony, Jura and Ke Zhehan retreated from the venue.

When he walked out of the venue, he happened to meet Leng Chenxuan in the crowd, and he looked at the two from a distance and held each other affectionately.

His eyebrows were tightly locked, and he could only quietly look at the woman's bright smile, but he didn't dare to take a step closer to her.

The dusty memories kept rolling in his mind, and Leng Chenxuan's deep dark eyes were raised, looking away.

Holding Ke Zhehan's arm, Zhu La leaned on Ke Zhehan's side with a smile and a smile.

Leng Chenxuan glanced at Zhu La's smiling appearance, his eyes were cold, and he approached Zhu La's side.

Just as he was about to say hello, Jura ignored his presence and passed by him.

Zhu La's contemptuous expression made Leng Chenxuan angry, and he walked forward coldly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.

Ke Zhehan sent Jura home, and at the gate of the community, Jura stepped out of the car, and she smiled and waved goodbye.

When she reached the stairs, a man suddenly burst out from the side and leaned Jura against the wall, and the man approached Jura and clamped her arms with both hands.

"Have you brought the drama on the stage back to life now?" Leng Chenxuan's hand increased a little more, and he said angrily.

Jura was restrained in her hands, looking at the strange man in front of her, she suddenly felt a familiar feeling, but that subtle feeling made her feel in a trance?

Realizing that this man must have known him before, Jura lightly pursed her lips: "You knew me before?"

Leng Chenxuan laughed, grabbed Zhu La's arm even harder, and he pulled the woman in front of him hard: "It's only been a few days, and you hooked up with Director Ke, so you forgot about me?"

"Slap-" A slap on Leng Chenxuan's cheek, Zhu La opened his voice in a deep voice: "Please respect this gentleman?"

Leng Chenxuan covered his hot cheeks, he laughed wildly, and pinched the woman's thin bowl: "No wonder I won so many actress awards, I turned out to be so good at acting!"

Jura didn't know how to explain this for a while, she stared quietly into the man's eyes, silent, and now she said that everything was wrong, and she simply didn't say anything.

Seeing that Zhula's clear eyes were shaking silently, her eyebrows were tightly locked, and the thin wrists on her hands had been pinched red.

Touched by these details, Leng Chenxuan frowned, let go of the woman's arm, glanced at the woman, and turned to leave.

In his heart, he actually decided to separate, and generously wished her happiness.

Looking at the man's decadent back, Jura felt a little reluctant in her heart, but she didn't know why it was like this.

The slightly throbbing sensation made Jura frown, she really didn't know how to feel such emotions.

Slowly approaching the elevator, Jura had some images in her mind, but those images were a little blurry, she didn't know what they were, and she didn't know exactly which ones were intertwined.

Approaching the room, Jura was still thinking about the question, but she didn't know how to explain it herself.

A crisp ringtone pierced the room, and Jura woke up from her thoughts, pulling her phone out of her bag and tapping her fingers across the screen.

A concerned voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you home?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Jula's mouth, she hooked the silk scarf, and slowly spoke: "Just arrived home, you?"

Ke Zhehan listened to Zhu La's sweet voice, there was a trace of kindness in his heart, he squeezed his mobile phone tightly, and smiled slightly: "I'm still on the road, I'll get home soon......"

Jura remembered the strange man tonight, and she said in a deep voice: "Ke Zhehan, I met a strange man today, and he said a lot of inexplicable things to me?"

Ke Zhehan's heart tightened, could the man in Zhula's mouth be Leng Chenxuan, if he knew about Zhula's condition, it would be troublesome!

Holding his mobile phone, Ke Zhehan asked tentatively: "What did that man say?"

Jura told Ke Zhehan what happened tonight without reservation.

The man didn't know how to say that, it had deeply hurt Jura's self-esteem, and the little affection he had for him was gone, and all that was left was the discomfort of each other.

Hanging up the phone, Jura lay on the bed, thinking about the man's words, and the man's deep eyes kept appearing in his mind.

Lingering, Zhula suddenly wondered why she didn't have that throbbing feeling when she had been with Ke Zhehan for so long.

Why did that man just make a slight movement, which made her feel very heartwarming.

Jura tossed and turned on the bed and pondered, her ignorance had been fully displayed at this time, and the figure of a man was always in her mind, lingering.

Jura didn't know how to understand these so-called emotions for a while, and in a daze, she actually fell asleep......