CHAPTER 3

She couldn't blame Ji Ling for calling herself a poor girl. Compared with everything here, it was as if this was a paradise for princes and princesses, and she was the most inconspicuous grain of sand on the ground, completely out of place.

Therefore, Zhou Shaojing's choice was actually a choice that any normal person would make.

As for her unwillingness, it could only be unwillingness!

The more she thought about it, the worse her mood became. Her heart was full of mixed feelings. She looked at the cocktail in her hand. The yellow and red liquid had its own beauty, but there was no overt struggle.

If people could get along with each other like this, how great it would be!

Thinking of this, she just secretly mocked herself in her heart, then drank the cocktail in her hand in one gulp.

She had never drunk alcohol before, so she didn't know what it tasted like. She only felt that the cocktail at the moment was sweet, no different from a beverage.

More and more guests came to the banquet hall. They were either tall, rich, handsome, or rich ladies. Those who didn't know would think it was a blind date!

The leading actor and actress finally showed up.

Zhou Shaojing was wearing a handsome suit with a red bow tie. His short hair was styled into a fashionable and handsome style. He looked elegant and spirited.

The red bow tie should be worn with Ji Ling's red dress.

The two of them appeared in the public's view with a smile, hand in hand. They greeted the guests, and occasionally stopped to chat with their friends.

In everyone's eyes, they were a pair of handsome and beautiful women. However, no one knew that in this pair, the man was actually a greedy scumbag who abandoned his girlfriend, and the woman was a shameless mistress.

When Song Qingcheng was feeling indignant in her heart, the phone in her handbag rang.

She took out her phone and looked at it. It was a WeChat message, and it was a group of photos.

The first photo made her curl her lips in satisfaction. She didn't look at the second one, but directly replied with an OK emoji.

Song Qingcheng put away her phone and buried herself in the crowd. Now she couldn't let Zhou Shaojing and Ji Ling see her, or she would definitely be thrown out.

Everyone gathered in the banquet hall.

The engagement ceremony officially began. Various photos of Zhou Shaojing and Ji Ling were played on the LED screens in the hall. This was not a display of affection, but a display of affection.

Just as the engagement ceremony was going on, there was a sudden sigh.

Everyone's gaze shifted from the handsome man and beautiful woman on the stage to the screen that was playing …

The man and woman on the screen were still there, but their heads had been replaced by a pile of poop and a fly respectively.

On the stage, Zhou Shaojing and Ji Ling naturally realized that something was wrong. Ji Ling reacted quickly. She looked up and saw that her beautiful face had turned into a pile of disgusting poop, and the handsome man who was hugging and kissing her had turned into a big fly, and it was a green one …

The photos on the screens were all synchronized. In other words, the entire hall was playing this group of photos that had been pranked.

"Lingling, aren't you two a little too creative with your public displays of affection?"

"That's right, that's right, and it's a little too hardcore."

Some people came up to the stage to tease them, but they were actually gloating.

"How … how did this happen?" Zhou Shaojing was a little confused. This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

The originally planned perfect engagement ceremony was turned into a joke by others. Ji Ling, who was stubborn and prideful, was naturally fuming with anger.

"How would I know what's going on?!" Ji Ling was so angry that her face turned green. She growled at the person next to her, "Hurry up and turn off the screen. Let's see what's going on!"

In the hall, people were talking, some were whispering, and some couldn't help but burst out laughing. In short, they were all pointing at the photos on the screen.

After Song Qingcheng uploaded the photoshopped photos on her phone, she quickly and quietly left the backstage operation room.

As soon as she walked out, she ran into two people hurrying over. They must be coming for the operation room.

Song Qingcheng had already explored the environment here. This was the internal area of the banquet hall. Her appearance here would definitely arouse suspicion.

The other party obviously noticed her. In order to avoid suspicion, Song Qingcheng took the initiative to greet them and asked, "Hello, may I know how to get to the washroom?"

The other party did suspect her, but after hearing her question, he dispelled his doubts. After all, it was normal for guests to go to the wrong place.

"Miss, this is the logistics department. The washroom is on the far left of the hall," the other party replied politely.

"Okay, thank you!" Song Qingcheng thanked him politely and left.

When she passed by the hall, she happened to see the photos that were still playing on the screen. Those romantic and beautiful kissing photos had now become the scene of a fly biting a poop. It looked disgusting and funny at the same time.

Zhou Shaojing, Ji Ling, aren't you good at showing off and showing off? This is an engagement gift for you. Take it!

Song Qingcheng felt that she had finally vented her anger. Now there was not much point in staying. After all, she did not come in openly. If she was found out, she would not embarrass herself.

In the VIP lounge, a tall figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. One hand was in his trouser pocket, and the other was holding a cigarette.

The bright crystal lamp lit up the whole lounge, and the glass window reflected the man's three-dimensional silhouette, which was particularly deep and mysterious.

At this time, the door of the lounge was pushed open from the outside. A man in a black suit came in and said respectfully to the person in front of the window, "Sir, we only found that a young lady had gone backstage by mistake. If you want to confirm the target, you may have to look at the surveillance video."

After a long time, the man said, "Take me to have a look." He turned around and put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray. His handsome face was still cold and noble. He walked out without saying anything.

Who else could it be but Ji Zhengting?

Five minutes later, Ji Zhengting appeared in the surveillance room. The operator had already prepared the surveillance video, and did not dare to waste half a minute of his time.

After seeing the surveillance video, Ji Zhengting's cold face finally showed a trace of visible emotion, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

No one else had seen the woman in the surveillance video, so it was naturally not surprising. However, he had seen this woman, and they were close friends.