At the door of the hall, celebrities waited at the sign-in table, or wrote their names on the sign-in board. The staff at the check-in desk distributed an admission ticket according to each person's invitation card and sign-in name. Zhuo Jiali took the admission ticket and took it in her hand and entered the venue with the flow of people.

Suddenly, a woman in a blue dress in front of her rushed recklessly against the flow of people, and collided with Zhuo Jiali, and their tickets fell to the ground. The woman in the long skirt picked up one casually on the ground, and ran straight out of the hall without even apologizing.

Zhuo Jiali frowned and didn't say anything, picked up the admission ticket and put it in her bag, and went to the high table in the corner of the hall to stand.

Shang Qingyuan came out of nowhere, still holding two glasses of red wine in his hands.

"Miss Zhuo, is it so coincidental?"

Zhuo Jiali smiled helplessly, everyone "coincidentally" came to the charity gala, what a coincidence!

"Is this cup for me?" Looking at the wine glass in Shang Qingyuan's hand, Zhuo Jiali made a joke.

"Uh...... Here you go. Mr. Cen is standing over there, let's go over. ”

"Go ahead, I'll just stand here for a while, it's cool here. ”

Zhuo Jiali remembered the "domineering" thing that Cen Bowen did to herself in the lounge just now, and her face was secretly red.

"Then you play by yourself, I'll go with the president first. ”

Shang Qingyuan went to get another glass of red wine, and returned to Cen Bowen.

Cen Bowen also found Zhuo Jiali's location, seeing that she didn't come over with Shang Qingyuan, he didn't force it, took the wine glass in Shang Qingyuan's hand, and continued to talk with the executives of other companies.

The charity party finally officially began, Yuan Jing, the president of the Ciyuan Association, opened the curtain of the party with a gorgeous speech, and then Yuan Jing's father, Mayor Yuan, Mr. Yuan Jing, and Sheng Tianqin, chairman of Shengyuan Real Estate, expressed strong support for the event on behalf of the political and business circles.

Cen Shaokang whispered in Ni Min'er's ear: "How did you arrange the things I asked you to arrange?"

Ni Min'er replied in his ear with a smug face: "Look at me, there will be something beautiful soon!"

At this time, the host came to the stage and announced the next agenda to all the guests.

"Distinguished guests, this time in addition to raising funds for the renovation of the Gaoning Orphanage, the Ciyuan Association is also ready to upgrade the library of the hospital for the orphans, for this reason, this charity dinner also specially arranged a special link, please take out the admission tickets distributed at the time of sign-in, printed with a set of numbers, we will randomly draw 2 guests later, then it is an honor, these two lucky guests will become the special donors of our Gaoning Orphanage Library, and the library will also be named after these two donors. In addition, in order to make the event more interesting and to thank the two kind people, if the guests selected are a man and a woman, then they will be invited to be the lead dancers of our ball!"

Many of the celebrities present at the event were a drizzle of donations, but they were even more excited to have fun. Immediately, everyone took out their tickets, eagerly looking forward to receiving this special honor.

Xia Xiaoxiao also looked at the admission ticket in his hand and the side face of Cen Bowen not far away with anticipation. Xia Yuheng had already told her that this charity party had taken a lot of effort to add fuel to the fire for her and Cen Bowen, although Ni Min'er mysteriously did not tell Cen Shaokang the mystery, so Xia Xiaoxiao had no way to know what was going on, but now when she heard this link, she immediately realized that she was about to reach the peak of her life!

In the countdown of the host's excitement, two lines of bright red numbers appeared on the big screen of the stage.

There were a lot of disappointed "ahs" and unexplained laughter.

Xia Xiaoxiao, who usually likes to scream, was silent this time, her apricot eyes widened and looked at the front and back of the ticket countless times, but there was still no number the same as the big screen.

There were two tables that caused a sensation at the same time.

Zhuo Jiali has not had the life of the lottery since she was a child, so this time she just put the admission ticket in front of her casually, and she didn't bother to check it after the lucky number came out, but a round lady next to her didn't win, and she went around to see other people's tickets, and found that Zhuo Jiali's admission ticket was the chosen one, and she couldn't help but exclaim, causing everyone around to congratulate Zhuo Jiali who was at a loss.

There is also a table, in the range of Xia Xiaoxiao's faint eyes, exuding presumptuous applause.

Shang Qingyuan was happier than he won the lottery, and kept shaking his arms. Cen Bowen nodded and greeted the people around him, but he was quite bored in his heart, and was about to let Shang Qingyuan take the stage on his behalf, but who knew that Shang Tezhu, who was watching and listening to all directions, had already discovered that Zhuo Jiali was another lucky person, patted Cen Bowen's shoulder unruly, and happily pointed to Zhuo Jiali's side.

Cen Bowen was so patted that his two eyebrows were about to stick together, but looking in the direction pointed by Shang Qingyuan, it was Zhuo Jiali who was surrounded by everyone like himself, his brows suddenly relaxed, his emotions were ignited all of a sudden, and he picked up the ticket and strode onto the stage.

Zhuo Jiali's table saw that the male protagonist had appeared, and cheered and coaxed her onto the stage.

Seeing that the two lucky ones were handsome guys and beauties, the audience cheered and applauded one after another, and the waves of people abused Cen Shaokang and his wife, Xia Yuheng's family and several stinky faces.

Xia Xiaoxiao didn't hear half a sentence of what was said on the stage, all her attention was on the white-clothed beauty next door to Cen Bowen, where had she seen her face, and the necklace and earrings she was wearing were not exactly the treasures of the town store that she had been thinking about to match her dress? Suddenly, she remembered that before the party started, she didn't know who she had heard about Cen Bowen's presence outside the door, so she rushed out of the door, and it was not this woman who bumped into her! At that time, the admission ticket that fell on the ground! Presumably her "luck" was changed at that moment!

Xia Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth with hatred: Okay, you vixen, you wear my jewelry, take my admission ticket, and now you want to rob my man, I Xia Xiaoxiao and you don't share the sky!

The melodious music sounded, and Zhuo Jiali didn't know how she was supported by Cen Bowen, and both walked onto the dance floor specially opened for them. From the moment she knew that she had won the lottery, Zhuo Jiali felt at a loss, and when she stood on the stage with Cen Bowen and everyone was watching, she felt that the world was spinning and she didn't know why.

Cen Bowen lowered his head next to Zhuo Jiali and asked in a gentle voice that even he thought was incredible, "Can you dance?"

Zhuo Jiali bit her lip, and her voice was full of hesitant stammering.

"When I was in college and college, I jumped and skipped a little. ”

"Follow me!"

After ruthlessly stepping on Cen Bowen a few times, Zhuo Jiali was really embarrassed, but Cen Bowen hugged her waist and her hand more and more like no one else.

"Just keep an eye on me!"

Always so domineering, always so self-righteous, always dictating to herself, but this time, in Cen Bowen's warm embrace, Zhuo Jiali felt a kind of magic that made her feel at ease, she indulged herself to stare at Cen Bowen's deep eyes, and slowly kept up with his rhythm, enjoying the pleasure of tacit understanding.

From the perspective of everyone outside the venue, the handsome men and women on the dance floor are so right, the colorful soft lights reflect each other, blending into dreamlike colored waves, blue and white intertwined fluttering figures, floating across every corner of the dance floor, walking in unison, beautiful movements, as if they have been dancing together for many years, perfect so that people can't take their eyes off.

Frozen in the last closing action, Cen Bowen leaned over with a strong arm bend as the gravity fulcrum of Zhuo Jiali who leaned back, his lips stopped less than a fist away from Zhuo Jiali's lips, her slightly open small mouth had an extreme attraction, as if calling his name. It seemed like a century, and it seemed like it was just a moment, and the two of them couldn't see or hear anything other than them, and they looked at each other, only each other in their eyes.

The host shouted a few thanks, Cen Bowen and Zhuo Jiali ignored it, still immersed in the world of the two, the host couldn't help but be embarrassed to round the stage stiffly, or Yuan Jing ordered the venue staff to turn on the lights on the dance floor, so as to wake up the two who seemed to be petrified.

Cen Bowen tried his best to hold Zhuo Jiali's body straight, and under inertia, Zhuo Jiali put her hands on Cen Bowen's strong chest in a panic, Cen Bowen smiled ruffianly, and whispered "You are only allowed to dance with me in the future", and only let go of Zhuo Jiali after speaking.

Zhuo Jiali returned to the world, only to feel the countless lively, envious and even jealous eyes on the field, her face was so hot that it was about to burn, and she hurriedly bowed outside the dance floor, and then hurriedly returned to her seat to pick up her bag and hurriedly left the venue.

Cen Bowen returned to his seat, gave a few words to the excited Shang Qingyuan, and then chased him out of his seat, but as soon as he arrived at the door of the hall, someone shouted at him from behind.

"Brother Wen!"

Cen Bowen looked back, and it turned out to be Xia Xiaoxiao, the annoying little junior sister at Laffer's time.

"Is there something wrong?"

Although Xia Xiaoxiao has been accustomed to Cen Bowen's attitude for so many years, his cold tone at the moment still made her a little dizzy.

"Brother Wen, I'm very happy to see you today-"

"Okay", before she finished speaking, the anxious Cen Bowen continued, "I've seen it, I'm fine, don't worry, goodbye!"

Leaving Xia Xiaoxiao, who was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, Cen Bowen turned around and ran outside the hotel.

Because this charity event was relatively private, and the media were not invited into the venue, they could only stay outside the hotel to see if they could take some tidbits, and when Cen Bowen appeared, reporters swarmed around to interview Cen Bowen's views on this charity event and what charity plans Zhenzhong Group has in the future. Cen Bowen didn't pay attention to these people, he didn't find Zhuo Jiali's figure left and right, and he was surrounded by the crowd and couldn't get out, so he had to turn back to the hotel lobby in frustration.