Ye Qingqing is...... Mrs. Junshao?

Thinking of the news of Jun Shao's engagement released by the media a few months ago, and the huge photo of the wedding photo last month, which was undoubtedly the back, everyone at the scene was silent.

If you say yes, I always think it's unlikely.

After all, with a family background like the Jun family, Jun Shao is the first powerful man in the imperial capital, no matter where you look at it, it is impossible to have any intersection with Ye Qingqing.

But if not, this is the first time Jun Shao has said such a slightly frivolous thing in front of people.

Come for the beauties.

In the stands, except for the married Shen Xuejing, there was only Ye Qingqing.

Not for Ye Qingqing, but for whom?

There were countless cat's claws scratching in their hearts, but they couldn't ask, and everyone looked at the two hosts on the stage with burning eyes.

Helpless, I don't know if I was told in advance not to ask, or I know that if I ask, there will be no answer so as not to make you unhappy, the two hosts didn't ask as if they had lost their voices collectively.

"Then, now I would like to ask you to present the award to our national goddess......"

In the host's smiling words, Miss Manners held the tray and handed the trophy up.

Picked up the trophy and handed it to Ye Qingqing, Jun Moting's eyes had a faint smile in his eyes, "Baby, are you surprised?" ”

Not at all.

I guessed when I heard the host say the mystery guest, okay?

With smiling eyes full of speechlessness, Qin Ye took the trophy, thanked him in makeup, and then walked down the stands with warm applause.

In the venue, the activity continued.

In the dressing room backstage, Qin Ye couldn't help but exhale.

It's dangerous......

The custom-made suit was loose and comfortable, but I didn't expect that as soon as the shiny long dress was put on, the slightly raised lower abdomen was undoubtedly revealed.

In the few minutes in the stands, she carefully sucked her stomach and maintained it very hard.

The moment Jun Moting appeared, his heartbeat stopped.

But the little guy in the stomach seemed to sense his father's existence, and he didn't know whether it was his little hands or feet, and he waved it naughtily.

Changing clothes quickly, Qin Ye left the venue wrapped in a thick down jacket.

The annual night was still in full swing, and the Maybach had already driven out of the music hall and galloped back to the night mansion.

In the private villa of the magic capital, Xu Kewei's face was as gloomy as water.

In order to help Yun Xin'er win the national goddess and save the reputation of British Media, the company has spent tens of millions of dollars on this month-long voting activity.

And the 5oo tickets before the deadline of the event cost a lot of money.

But in a blink of an eye, all of this was lost?

With his teeth creaking and his fists rattling, Tsui Kewei raised his eyes and stared at the TV screen with a grim gaze.

But soon, Xu Kewei fell to the sand in defeat.

Replace someone else, and at this time, he still has a way to redeem it.

If the soft one doesn't come, the hard one will come, and Ye Qingqing will always be able to comply.

But if Ye Qingqing is the young lady of Jun, then, with a hundred guts, he will not dare to act rashly.

Ye Qingqing, is it really Mrs. Junshao?

On the one hand, I feel that with Jun Moting's identity and the Jun family's status in the imperial capital, an actress in the entertainment industry like Ye Qingqing will never be able to enter Jun Moting's eyes, nor will she be able to enter the door of the Jun family.

On the one hand, I feel that Jun Moting is not a person who shows his favor to women.

Is Ye Qingqing the young lady of Jun after all?

This question hovered in his mind like a puzzle of the century, making Xu Kewei have a bad idea, and he couldn't use it at all.

And those who have the same questions as Xu Kewei are countless people at the annual night scene and in the live broadcast room.