C553 Instant kill of Jiang Yueming 4

It was this knowledge that dispelled her last bit of fantasy, and was instead as natural as a feather. She did not even realize that Qiao Zhi was different from before — — He was silent, panicked, and his heart felt like it had been cut by knives.

She really didn't notice at all.

She only heaved a sigh of relief — Qiao Zhi, I have finally stopped being a burden to you.

The two elders of the Mu Family could finally heave a sigh of relief.

A person, sometimes no longer implicating others, is also a kind of integrity?

It was laughable that Fang Likun only understood this logic now.

After a long string of red tape, it was finally the time for the official awards ceremony. When the King stepped up onto the stage with a certificate and a trophy in his hand, Fang Likun stood up, but Mu Qiaozhi was completely oblivious to it.

The host repeated the name again in Chinese and English as well as in Sweden. Mu Qiaozhi just sat there, stunned.

She couldn't help but remind him in a low voice, "Qiao Zhi …"

As if he had just awoken from a dream, Qiao Zhi didn't know why, but he suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed hers tightly, before walking up the stage in large strides.

Fang Likun was startled, but in this kind of situation, under the gaze of everyone, how could they shake off Qiao Zhi? Besides, this was a foreign country, holding hands was not that warm. So she didn't hesitate and calmly walked up the stage.

The people on the stage were calm and collected, but who would have known that the people on the stage would cause such a ruckus?

Jiang Yueming's heart once again surged. What was this? Why did they drag each other along like this? Even a blind person could tell that the two of them walked in perfect harmony. She wore high heels, and as time went by, he would always take half a step to the side, in perfect harmony. If they hadn't been walking together for so many years, how could they have formed such a tacit understanding and rhythm?

Below the stage stood all over the world's top media, live broadcast. They were acting like a couple. How could others endure that?

They were already standing upright on the stage, and the two of them were still holding hands.

Li Kun was clear-headed and wanted to quietly let go of her hand, but Mu Qiaozhi remained muddle-headed and held her hand tightly: It was as if they had returned to the past, as if the two of them had never broken up.

Even the two elders of the Mu Family who were sitting below the stage were unable to keep their composure. Madam Mu glanced at Jiang Yueming quietly, but fortunately, Jiang Yueming maintained her smile and did not reveal the slightest bit of pettiness.

Finally, the certification ceremony began.

Only then did Mu Qiaozhi let go of his hand.

Fang Likun heaved a sigh of relief and the two of them took the certificate trophy from the king's hands and stood together to take a picture.

The media was shooting crazily as thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Next, it was time for the speech.

Li Kun had never spoken loudly in front of everyone before, and when his pleading eyes landed on Qiao Zhi, he always respected Qiao Zhi first. But he did not approach alone. Smiling, he took her hand and led her to the front of the stage.

The warmth from his palm suddenly calmed down.

As he had always been, as he had always been when there was a great party, he had been accustomed to her, to be her spokesperson. This time was no exception.

It was a kind of joy, and he didn't know why he was so happy.

Insomnia, headaches, confusion... All gone.

Only with her did he feel at ease. That's right, peace of mind.

At this time, Mu Qiaozhi had already completely returned to normal. On this day, he was surprisingly handsome, wearing a black tuxedo, his tall stature and handsome features.