The Golden Palm Awards ceremony arrived in the blink of an eye.
Zeng Nian also joined them this time.
"Sister Nian, we don't need to be so nervous," Fang Miaomiao said, torn between laughter and tears.
Zeng Nian blinked, then chuckled, "In this industry, I'm considered an old hand. I've never been this nervous before. Honestly, I'm very nervous today. I don't know if this award is meant for us."
"It's okay, if it's not meant for us this time, we'll try again next time," Fang Miaomiao comforted her. "There will always be an opportunity for us to go up on stage."
"Your mindset is better than mine."
After chatting and laughing for a few minutes, they saw Chen Tianming, who had come with them.
"Long time no see."
"Director Chen, long time no see," Fang Miaomiao replied with a smile.
"Miaomiao, you look very beautiful today," Chen Tianming exclaimed sincerely.
Fang Miaomiao tilted her head slightly, "Then does Director Chen mean I wasn't beautiful before?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Tianming quickly denied it, "I didn't! Don't say that. I mean, you were always beautiful, but you're exceptionally beautiful today."
"I think I look good too."
Chen Tianming shook his head helplessly, "How old are you, yet you're still like a child."
"Can't help it," Fang Miaomiao spread her hands innocently, "Wen Zhiyan spoils me."
"What are you talking about?"
A tall figure appeared and pulled Fang Miaomiao into his embrace.
"Master Wen."
"Mr. Wen, hello."
Seeing the person arrive, a hint of surprise flickered across Fang Miaomiao's exquisitely made-up face, "Why are you here?"
"Miaomiao, how could I miss such an important day for you?"
Chen Tianming shrugged with a smile. These two truly didn't care about anyone else, shamelessly flaunting their affection.
"You two, that's enough."
Fang Miaomiao looked at the newcomer, her eyes lit up, and she directly let go of Wen Zhiyan to walk towards the other person, "Sister Man Tong."
Wen Zhiyan looked at his empty embrace, a faint displeasure surfacing in his heart, and he didn't give Cui Tong a good look.
"Are you eating gunpowder?" Cui Tong asked gleefully. "Tsk, it's been so long, and you're still not used to it. You need to learn to let go, you know."
Wen Zhiyan glanced at him, "Are you implying that you have?"
"Of course."
"When you learn to speak without grinding your teeth, then you can tell me you're not jealous."
"Hmph," Cui Tong rolled his eyes, "You and Fang Miaomiao are really annoying."
One is sarcastic, the other steals his wife. In short, no one in this family is good.
Cui Tong said, his gaze involuntarily falling on the hands of Man Tong and Fang Miaomiao clasped together. After a moment of silence, he silently shifted his gaze.
Forget it, out of sight, out of mind. Otherwise, when he went home to complain to his wife, she would surely say he, a grown man, had no manly demeanor.
Seeing this, Chen Tianming immediately stepped forward, "It's getting late. Let's get ready. A staff member just said our crew is next to walk the red carpet."
"Ahhhhh, my two goddesses are so beautiful, so beautiful! How can there be people in this world as beautiful as my two goddesses? And the best part is they're good friends, so their fans won't fight each other."
"I agree. On this red carpet today, I was truly stunned by the beauty of Fang Miaomiao and Cui Mantong. Their beauty isn't the kind that overshadows others. It's like they complement each other. Well, I'm speechless, but in short, these two sisters are so beautiful."
"What's the point of being beautiful? The profession of an actor is just eating youth, isn't it? Can they stay beautiful forever? If they don't improve their acting skills, everything else is just talk."
"Although that's true, I think Fang Miaomiao and Cui Mantong's acting skills are quite good. Fang Miaomiao's portrayal of Chen Yao made me heartbroken. I wonder if Fang Miaomiao can win an award for this role. It would be a shame if she doesn't."
"It's probably difficult. Let's just see. Fang Miaomiao is still young anyway. Even if she doesn't win an award this time, she will someday."
Fang Miaomiao and Cui Mantong walked the red carpet with the crew and entered the venue.
"Director Chen, hello."
"Hello, everyone, hello."
Fang Miaomiao watched Chen Tianming and the people around him engaging in lively greetings. She exchanged a smile with Cui Mantong, and then they obediently sat down in their seats.
"By the way, do you know anything about Fang Yan Huan?" Cui Mantong asked softly, leaning on Fang Miaomiao's shoulder.
Fang Miaomiao shook her head, "What's wrong?"
Cui Mantong chuckled mischievously, "I was abroad on business a while ago and ran into her."
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow.
"She's getting what she deserves. Who told her to stir up trouble before? But I'm quite satisfied with how your Wen Zhiyan handles things. Miaomiao, you'll be happy with him," Cui Mantong added after some thought. "But if he bullies you, just bring An An to my place, and I'll make sure he can't even get through our door."
Fang Miaomiao couldn't help but laugh, "Wen Zhiyan is very good to me."
"That's what he should be doing."
...
In a dilapidated, dim room where only the television offered a faint light, Fang Yan Huan stared blankly at the awards ceremony on the screen.
"Impossible, how could this happen?"
"What's impossible?" Zhou Wenjing clicked her tongue impatiently. "You still think you're a young lady of high society? Get out of the way, I need to sleep. Oh, and after I wake up, give me some money."
Fang Yan Huan, who had been curled up on the floor, hugging her knees tightly, suddenly exploded upon hearing this, "Money? What money? No money! Go ask Fang Yuan for money."
"How dare you talk to me like that?" Zhou Wenjing stared at the almost deranged Fang Yan Huan in front of her in disbelief. "I'm your mother, how dare you talk to your mother like that?"
"Why can't I?" Fang Yan Huan sidestepped Zhou Wenjing. "You say you're my mother, but how long did you raise me? How much money did you give me? If it weren't for your greed and gambling, I would still have a million dollars, and I wouldn't be living this pathetic life with you."
"Fang Yan Huan!" Zhou Wenjing shrieked. "If it weren't for your repeated targeting of Fang Miaomiao, I would still be a rich wife, and Fang Yuan wouldn't have abandoned me. Fang Yan Huan, you are the jinx of our Fang family."
"Jinx?" Fang Yan Huan was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then burst into laughter. "Hahahaha, so in your eyes, the useful one is your precious daughter, and the useless one is a jinx, right? But what can you do? Your 'bitch's precious daughter' that you always talked about doesn't recognize you anymore."
"No matter how much you like it, no matter how much you want to return to City A, you can only stay here with me, sinking together."
"Fang Yan Huan!"