Looking at the silver-masked man and a woman with a good figure who couldn't see clearly, both walked into the backstage, Zhuo Jiali reluctantly closed her eyes.

The man's height and body are indeed a bit similar to Cen Bowen, but on the whole, he is still relatively thinner than Cen Bowen, and his hairstyle is not the style he liked before.

And most importantly, how could her blog post make other women stand by her side?

Zhuo Jiali's heart was bitter, her head was lowered heavily, and her eyes seemed to be stimulated by some salt to blink desperately.

Si Liheng and Shang Qingyi walked into the backstage and checked the process of the ceremony again. Today is an important day for Si Liheng, and Shang Qingyi has personally followed up on everything to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

While Si Liheng was looking at his speech, Shang Qingyi pretended to be casual and asked about what happened at the venue just now, and the scene of a woman leaning on Si Liheng's arms made her feel a little jealous.

"Liheng, what happened outside just now?"

Si Liheng looked in the direction of the venue, and there was no wave on his masked face.

"A guest was almost knocked over by a waiter, and I happened to pass by and give him a hand. ”

"Oh. ”

Shang Qingyi responded casually, but she was greatly relieved in her heart, it turned out that her sweetheart just happened to give a little help to strangers of the opposite sex.

With a relaxed and happy mood, Shang Qingyi looked at Si Liheng's tie, perhaps because he was helped by the person leaning on him just now, Si Liheng's tie was a little crooked.

"Liheng, I'll help you. ”

As he spoke, Shang Qingyi stretched out his hand to Si Liheng, who was about to dodge subconsciously, when a sunny male voice sounded behind him.

"Sister, I'm here again!"

Si Li kept his body in shape, and Shang Qingyi gently tidied up his tie for him.

"Wait a minute. ”

Shang Qingyuan obediently waited behind Si Liheng's side, looking at Shang Qingyi's focused expression, he couldn't help but set his eyes on the tall and straight man in front of his sister.

Although he was wearing a mask, looking at Shang Qingyi's actions, he must be a rather attractive man.

"Qingyuan, let me introduce you, this is our new president Si Liheng. ”

"Liheng...... Mr. Si, this is my younger brother Shang Qingyuan, who is the special assistant to President Zhuo of Zhenzhong Media. ”

Shang Qingyuan listened to Shang Qingyi's title for Si Liheng, and his heart blossomed, presumably this is his brother-in-law!

The two masked men shook their hands enthusiastically under Shang Qingyi's needle lead.

Si Liheng and Shang Qingyuan exchanged a few words, Shang Qingyi saw that the time for the event was up, and hurriedly reminded Si Liheng to prepare, Shang Qingyuan also exited the backstage with interest, and continued to look for his President Zhuo.

The grand inauguration ceremony of the CEO of Transvision Media officially began, and everyone wore masks to attend the conference.

Shang Qingyi put on a mask, stood behind Yi Xiuqing and Si Liheng, and looked at Yi Xiuqing's impassioned "gold plate hand washing" rhetoric and Si Liheng's high-spirited inaugural speech with admiration.

According to the meeting arrangement, there is a special link after Si Liheng's speech, that is, his "unmasking" ceremony. The whole audience is a masked person, and only Si Liheng shows his true face, this honor can be described as unique, and it is also thanks to Yi Xiuqing who can think of it.

In the flickering lights and tense background music, Si Liheng slowly took off the silver mask on his face, and the lights of the audience dimmed instantly, and only a bright chasing light hit him, firmly attracting the attention of the audience.

The guests all looked up to see what this miraculous lucky man really was.

Zhuo Jiali, who was not far from the stage, also held her breath, her right thumb nail was about to be embedded in the tiger's mouth of her other hand, and her eyes were staring at the man on the stage motionlessly.

Looking at the costumes, isn't this the man who just hugged himself and looked at him? On the stage, he has a Chinese face, his eyebrows are like swords, his eyes are like electricity, and his nose is not high.

Zhuo Jiali let go of her clenched hands in disappointment, thinking that she was really crazy, and caught a man she saw for the first time and said it was Bowen. But in her eyes at that moment, she really didn't want to believe that it was just her own fantasy.

After the serious process was completed, the host improvised that Yi Xiuqing, the older generation of talkers, and Si Liheng, the new generation helmsman, lead the dance to kick off the happy time for the guests.

When Yi Xiuqing was young, she looked forward to dancing gracefully, but at this time, she had decided to pass on Chuangshi, and it was no longer suitable for her to claim to be a leader, so as not to be said that she "listened to politics".

For this reason, she whispered a few words to Si Liheng, and brought Shang Qingyi behind her to Si Liheng's side.

Shang Qingyi suddenly stood next to tonight's protagonist Si Liheng under the attention of the audience, and his heart was pounding.

According to the unanimous intention of Yi Xiuqing and Si Liheng when the work was handed over, Shang Qingyi still stayed with the president, and his identity was upgraded from the original life secretary to assistant, that is, the role of Si Liheng next to Yi Xiuqing before.

At this time, Yi Xiuqing's arrangement gave Shang Qingyi a kind of illusion - could it be that Yi Dong wanted to match himself with Si Liheng on the tip of his heart?

Si Liheng politely hugged Shang Qingyi on the dance floor, and Shang Qingyi couldn't suppress the tenderness of Si Liheng under the cover of the mask.

Everyone was watching the men and women dancing on the dance floor outside the venue, but Zhuo Jiali was stung by the pair on the field for no reason.

This is obviously not Cen Bowen, why can't she suppress this strange discomfort in her heart? It seems that she is watching her beloved man hug other women affectionately, and every step is a nail, poking into her heart.

Zhuo Jiali couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so she panicked and withdrew her eyes to the wine glass in front of her, and poured the wine in the cup up, so that the bitterness of the wine would dilute the sorrow in her heart.

Zhuo Jiali wanted to pour another glass of wine, but the bottle was suddenly squeezed. She raised her head, and Cen Shaonan and Shang Qingyuan were both standing in front of her.

"Sister-in-law, don't drink, I don't want to send you back to your room when you're drunk. ”

Shang Qingyuan took Zhuo Jiali's wine glass away in distress. Zhuo Jiali's attention was not on the wine at all, and she didn't hear such sensitive words as someone sending her back to the room when she was drunk.

"Sister-in-law", she is Shang Qingyuan's sister-in-law, and she is talking about Cen Bowen's wife.

Blog post!

Zhuo Jiali glanced at Si Liheng on the dance floor again, and between the light and the wine, she seemed to see Si Liheng also looking in her direction.

I'm really drunk.

Zhuo Jiali took off the mask on her face and threw it on the table, picked up the bag on the side, turned her head and walked outside the venue. Shang Qingyuan wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Cen Shaonan.

"Let her go, she's probably quite sober. We're here, and she's probably even less happy. ”

Cen Shaonan thought that Zhuo Jiali was still angry with them for the inexplicable things in the car in the morning, so he stopped Shang Qingyuan's steps. Shang Qingyuan watched Zhuo Jiali leave the venue through the bustling crowd, and there was a sense of loss in his eyes.