The camera showed Feng Yiyue and Annie Song Yuanyuan. Only Feng Yiyue looked indifferent. After all, the organizer did not tell her that she had won the award. She was just here to present the award.
As for Song Yuanyuan's look of shock and disbelief, Feng Yiyue also saw some clues.
Dai Zining passed by Feng Yiyue, and Feng Yiyue stood up and hugged Dai Zining.
"Congratulations, Zi Ning."
Dai Zining pinched Feng Yiyue's slim waist.
"I just want to thank you."
Without waiting for Feng Yiyue to ask questions, Dai Zining let go of Feng Yiyue and headed to the stage.
Liang Xuxi, who was standing aside, gave Dai Zining a somewhat thoughtful look.
Although Dai Zining's voice was relatively low, he still heard it.
Afterwards, Feng Yiyue presented the award to Liang Xuxi and it was almost over. When she came backstage, Song Yuanyuan was being interviewed by the media, and Zhang Maozhong was standing next to her, looking like a messenger protecting the flowers.
Yaning and Mu Qing came to Feng Yiyue: "Yiyue, have you drank water?"
Feng Yiyue nodded and said, "Drink, what?"
Yaning shook her head. She had been absent-minded all night. Mu Qing glanced at Yaning and said nothing.
Feng Yiyue was waiting for Song Yuanyuan to finish her interview. Song Yuanyuan kept talking as soon as she saw Feng Yiyue and had no intention of giving Feng Yiyue a chance to be interviewed.
Just when Song Yuanyuan had already exceeded the interview time and was about to leave, a black figure rushed through the crowd.
"You bitch! You killed my child!"
"ah!!"
Screams and chaotic footsteps made a lot of noise in the background.
By the time the media reacted, the perpetrator had already escaped. Song Yuanyuan, who was accepting the interview with a smile on her face, covered her face with her hands.
The reporters and media were all confused as to what was going on.
"Oh my God! Call an ambulance!"
A female reporter quickly realized that someone had poured sulfuric acid on Song Yuanyuan's face!
The picture was so terrifying that Yaning closed her eyes in fear.
Zhang Maozhong, who was standing next to Song Yuanyuan, was not spared. Although he tried to avoid it, his arm was still affected.
Zhang Maozhong covered his hands and did not care about Song Yuanyuan's life or death. The scene was chaotic. The police and ambulance arrived quickly. A reporter took a photo of the person who threw acid.
Even though he was wearing a hat, he could still recognize him as the former CEO of Xinghui, Lu Zhaoxing.
Song Yuanyuan was quickly taken away by the ambulance, and Li Dazhong hurriedly followed. The police took notes and prepared to go to the hospital. Anne was afraid that nothing happened to Feng Yiyue.
He quickly said: "Oh, did Lu Zhaoxing become so angry when he heard Feng Yiyue say that Song Yuanyuan aborted his child?"
"What is the specific matter? Please tell me in detail."
Annie glanced at Feng Yiyue who was not far away: "Well, she is right there. Why don't you go and ask her in person."
"Song Yuanyuan is so pitiful. She has such a good face that she will be ruined. People's hearts are so vicious!"
Anne's not-so-sad look made everyone who didn't know what was going on think that Feng Yiyue was responsible for the current situation, and the media kept snapping at Feng Yiyue.
