After the divorce, the stand-in ex-wife exploded in the entertainment industry!

Before Bai Xingchen could recover, a burst of music started, and the ceremony officially began.

"Next, I would like to invite our top manager, Ms. Yu Yuan, to come to the stage to give an opening speech."

Si Fuqing picked up the mask on the ground, held up the hem of her skirt, and walked onto the stage.

"Thank you all for your support. I have something to announce to you. I am already the agent of Huafeng Entertainment and have no plans to change jobs for the time being. So I hope some people can improve themselves and stop wasting time on me.

"

As Si Fuqing spoke, his eyes fell on Bai Xingchen, admiring her face that was gradually distorted by anger.

Bai Xingchen felt his head was buzzing and couldn't hear a word. He turned to look at his assistant: "Go, sit in her seat!"

After Si Fuqing came off the stage after her speech, she saw a submissive assistant sitting in her original seat.

It's really an unflattering method.

Si Fuqing curled her lips, not embarrassing the innocent little girl.

Many people thought they had a chance and wanted to give up their seats to her, but the next second, a man in a straight suit squeezed through everyone and came forward respectfully.

"Madam, Mr. Jiang is looking for you."

Si Fuqing was startled and followed his gaze to look not far away.

Under the dim light, a man in a formal dress was sitting on a seat near the corner, his cold eyes slightly narrowed, looking in her direction.

Jiang Muqi recognized her as soon as she entered the door.

After all, every inch of this body was familiar to him.

Looking at the woman standing far away under the spotlight, Jiang Muchi narrowed his eyes and felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

In the past few days, he had been waiting for Si Fuqing to come and surrender to him, begging him with tears not to leave like before.

But this woman seemed to have disappeared from the world, she was really promising.

Si Fuqing lowered her eyelashes and walked over gracefully.

Bai Xingchen's face was twisted with anger, as if he wanted to poke a hole in Si Fuqing's body with his eyes.

Si Fuqing ignored the resentful glances behind her and sat down calmly, her eyes falling on the lily bouquet on the side table: "When do you plan to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the divorce certificate?"

The secretary hadn't gone far yet when she heard this, her heart trembled.

Is Miss Si crazy? She filed for divorce with Mr. Jiang on such an occasion!

Jiang Muqi turned to look at her. The woman had a high nose, fair complexion, and a delicate profile that made his eyes slightly darker. He couldn't help but get closer and hug her under his figure.

She really looked like Bai Qingqing. If it weren't for the DNA results that couldn't be deceived, he would probably think that his Qingqing was really not dead.

Jiang Muqi hooked her hair with his fingertips and said lazily: "Si Fuqing, I did not agree to divorce."

Si Fuqing glanced at him and retorted: "Mr. Jiang even sleeps with his own sister Bai Yueguang, do you still want to enjoy the blessings of others?"

Jiang Muqi paused for a moment and asked in a cold voice: "What are you talking about!"

Si Fuqing looked at his sullen face, not feeling happy at all. After all, he cared about Bai Xingchen, and even though he didn't like this kind of banquet, he still came.

"nothing."

Jiang Muqi frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand in a strange way, turning the woman's cold little face towards him.

The opening performance had already begun. They were sitting in a remote location, and there were bouquets of flowers in front of them blocking their view, so no one noticed them.

Si Fuqing had a coldness on his face that he had never seen before. His delicate little face was like a work of art and should not be played with.

A strange feeling arose in Jiang Muqi's heart, making him a little anxious.

The man kissed her domineeringly, and Si Fuqing's pupils trembled, this man must be crazy!

She opened her mouth and bit down hard, and the man let go in pain. Just as she was about to push away, she heard his deep and hoarse voice: "Qingqing, I can give you absolute freedom, resources in the entertainment industry, and support for you.

, I only have one request, no divorce!"

His fingertips traced Si Fuqing's eyebrows in detail, and he felt inexplicably anxious.

Seeing her surrounded by people, seeing those men's eyes flowing on her body, his usually calm heart felt an inexplicable urge to lock Si Fuqing up and hide her.

He even wanted to lock her up at home forever, just for him to appreciate alone.

Si Fuqing breathed slightly, put her hand on his eyebrows, and sneered: "Mr. Jiang, if your heart is not empty, don't look for others. Also, I struggled to bring them out, and it was not because of anyone else.

Support me from behind!”

Jiang Muqi narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Si Fuqing with a strange look.

Si Fuqing slowly pushed him away, glanced at the lily bouquet, and said word by word: "One more thing, I'm allergic to pollen. I always thought that you built the Jiang family's glass flower house specially for me. It seems that

I’m overthinking it.”

She subconsciously reached out and scratched her arm, and some fine red spots had appeared on it.

Jiang Muqi stared at her arm with shock and astonishment in his eyes, but it deeply hurt Si Fuqing's heart.

After three years of marriage, he has never really paid attention to himself.

A flash of self-mockery flashed through Si Fuqing's eyes, but as soon as he stood up, his wrist was caught by a pair of cold hands.

"Go to the hospital?"

Si Fuqing looked at him coldly, with a hint of ridicule on her lips: "Mr. Jiang should take care of Miss Bai. She may need to go to the hospital more than me."

Jiang Muqi's face tightened, and his eyes swept over Bai Xingchen, who had a dark face.

Si Fuqing took the opportunity to break free from his hand, turned around and left.

Her arms were itching unbearably, but she hadn't found Zhang Yunan and couldn't leave the scene.

She leaned against the wall in the corner, using the coldness to relieve her discomfort.

"...Qingqing?"

Hearing a slightly trembling voice, Si Fuqing subconsciously raised his head and met a pair of disbelieving eyes.

This face, which often appears in entertainment and financial news sections, is that of the famous heir to the Huo family, Huo Qi!

At the same time, he is also Bai Xingchen’s uncle.

Huo Qi swallowed and grabbed Jiang Muqi's shoulders: "Qingqing... you, you are back..."

It's because of this face again.

Si Fuqing clenched her fingertips and raised a cold face, expressionless.

"You got the wrong person."

Huo Qi was stunned for a moment, seemed to be a little more conscious, and quickly let go of his hand.

"Feel sorry."

Si Fuqing didn't want to get too entangled with him, so she turned around and left.

But a box of pine cream was handed to her: "It's a pollen allergy. You should apply medicine first."

Seeing that she didn't move, he continued: "If pollen allergy is not treated in time, the consequences will be serious. Be obedient and apply medicine first."

The unreasonable doting tone made Si Fuqing frown slightly, but her body became more and more itchy, so she still took the ointment and said thank you.

But...why does Huo Qi carry loose cream with him?