She was thinking that the man must be hers, and the place next to him should also be hers.

However, fate played a trick on her and He Miaoran always missed that man.

The ceremony started on time at 8 o'clock in the evening.

The organizers invited two well-known hosts to host the award ceremony.

Two hosts, a man and a woman, walked onto the stage arm in arm. After some applause, the male host raised the microphone, said a few words of greeting to the audience in the audience and in front of the TV, and then immediately began the award ceremony.

"Let's take a look at the winners' entries first." The female host said in accurate Chinese pronunciation.

At this moment, Ye Ruohuan's entry from that time appeared on the screen, which immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

Because the design was so outstanding, even Peter next to Ye Ruohuan couldn't help but praise it: "It's really great."

Then, the cameras moved in front of Ye Ruohuan, and she became the most eye-catching highlight of the whole event.

Ye Ruohuan was a little surprised, but after reacting, she put on a decent smile.

Just like Xia Linan said, "It's better to lose the battle than the personal battle." Even though Ye Ruohuan was a little nervous at the moment, she couldn't lose the battle.

The host was reading out the jury's commendation speech for the winning works on the stage. After finishing, he read out the winner's name aloud. There was a burst of applause from the audience, and everyone's eyes turned to the lucky woman in the first row.

Ye Ruohuan stood up under the watchful eyes of the crowd, bowed slightly to the camera to express his gratitude, then turned around and bowed to the guests in the audience.

Ye Ruohuan held up the hem of her skirt and walked onto the stage cautiously. The person who presented her the award was an experienced designer who was also very prestigious on the jury. His presence also represented Yixun Wendi, and his status and weight could not be ignored or underestimated.

Ye Ruohuan took the trophy and certificate from the old man and whispered "thank you".

The old man smiled and raised his hand to indicate that she could give her acceptance speech into the microphone.

Ye Ruohuan was very excited and a little nervous. She could feel her heart pounding wildly, as if it was going to jump out of her throat in the next second.

Ye Ruohuan had been very good at managing her emotions, but at the moment she stood on the stage, she couldn't help but burst into tears. The speech she had prepared long ago ran through her mind. She looked at the audience and said:

"Thank you to the jury for recognizing my work. My dream is to become a designer and combine traditional Chinese art with jewelry design to show the charm of our country to more people."

Ye Ruohuan blurted out these words with a blank mind, but some designers in the audience, especially the senior ones, were deeply moved.

When Ye Ruohuan said this, her tone paused, and her eyes searched for the figure of Fu Yijian sitting in the audience, and the camera also tacitly gave the lens to Fu Yijian.

Ye Ruohuan was nervous and spoke incoherently: "I want to thank someone here in particular. He gave me the inspiration for this work. He has also been encouraging me to create and supporting my dreams. If it weren't for him, there might not be Ye Ruohuan today. I want to tell him that I love him very much and I am very grateful that he has been with me all the way. Thank you, Mr. Fu Yijian."

Ye Ruohan's bold and straightforward words pushed the atmosphere of the entire award ceremony to a climax, and the audience was all eager to gossip.

Fu Yijian, who was in the audience, had been looking at Ye Ruohuan intently and listening quietly to her acceptance speech. At the moment of the confession, his breathing was disordered for a second, and then returned to normal.

Fu Yijian looked at Ye Ruohuan on the stage and raised his hand to applaud her. What he was thinking was that he wanted to go home immediately and "love" her well, the woman who had always been in his heart.

He Miaoran looked at the two people interacting in perfect harmony. Her fingers clenched the hem of her dress, and the veins on the back of her hands popped up. Her heart was boiling violently. Ye Ruohuan not only stole her man, but also her limelight.

Ye Ruohuan walked off the stage, and Fu Yijian walked up to her considerately and supported her. The audience was once again caught off guard by these two people and fed them a wave of dog food.

Netizens who followed the live broadcast throughout the whole process shouted in front of the screen: "Please get married, it is simply unjust for you not to be together."

Afterwards, there is an award ceremony for outstanding workers in the city, which is proposed by the Designers Committee to reward outstanding designers in the circle.

This award was mixed with a lot of water, so He Miaoran spent some connections and money to get one.

While waiting backstage, she saw the face that made her extremely disgusted. Ye Ruohuan was also awarded this award.

When Ye Ruohuan and He Miaoran met backstage, Ye Ruohuan showed a surprised expression on her face, and she once again confronted He Miaoran head-on.

He Miaoran didn't say anything, but just gave Ye Ruohuan a look that showed he understood.

When Ye Ruohuan passed by He Miaoran, He Miaoran whispered something that only the two of them could hear: "Do you think you really own him?"

Ye Ruohuan paused for a moment, ignored her, and continued to walk onto the stage, but the smile on her face had weakened by one third.

She was sensitive by nature and loved to daydream. The more she suppressed the thoughts, the more they came to her mind and occupied her entire brain.

What exactly did He Miaoran mean?

Ye Ruohuan accepted the award and returned to the backstage, where she ran into the man who had been waiting for her in the audience.

Fu Yijian couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to take Ye Ruhuan home as soon as possible.

Before Ye Ruohuan could speak, a voice sounded behind him: "Yi Jian?"

Ye Ruohuan paused again, the expression on her face froze, and the look she gave Fu Yijian was no longer natural.

Originally, Fu Yijian's attention was only on Ye Ruohuan. When he heard the voice that was deliberately trying to bring her closer, he frowned slightly and looked at the woman behind Ye Ruohuan with displeasure.

He Miaoran was not afraid that Fu Yijian would embarrass her in public. She raised a professional smile on her lips, walked over and greeted him familiarly, "Long time no see."

However, Fu Yijian didn't give her any face, ignored He Miaoran, stretched out his hand to Ye Ruohuan, and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

Although Ye Ruohuan felt a little uncomfortable, she did not show it obviously and placed her little hand in Fu Yijian's warm palm.

He Miaoran looked at the two people who were so close to each other, but she seemed like a passerby with no sense of existence. She looked at the backs of the two people walking away and said unwillingly: "Yi Jian, if that child was still there, would our relationship be different?"

Fu Yijian stopped immediately, looked at He Miaoran with cold eyes, and said, "That's not happening." Meaning that He Miaoran shouldn't even think about it.