The Fake Heiress's Inner Thoughts Were Heard by Her Entire Family

Flashing lights illuminated the red carpet, and the atmosphere of the banquet was solemn yet grand. Jing Zejun wore an elegant gold-trimmed diamond dress, walking down the red carpet with Wen Qingyan, occasionally stopping to interact with the cameras.

In front of the cameras stood the main creative team of "Nineteenth Floor Campus," a TV series nominated for the Golden Eagle Awards. Both Wen Qingyan and Jing Zejun were nominated for Best Actor and Best Actress, respectively.

Jing Zejun and Wen Qingyan reached the center of the stage, answered a few questions from the host, and then found their seats. Jing Zejun's seat was next to Jing Zeqian, who had been waiting for some time.

Seeing Jing Zejun sit down, Jing Zeqian instinctively helped her adjust her skirt. Surrounded by the gazes of those around them, he didn't seem to feel anything was out of place.

The live broadcast was in progress.

[I'm here! Zejun! "Nineteenth Floor Campus" is so good!]

[Little Jing! Little Jing!]

[He even helped his sister adjust her skirt!]

[Isn't Yi Yi here? She was in the show, right? A bit disappointing.]

[But, Little Jing's seat seems a bit off, doesn't it?]

Jing Zeqian's seat should have been in the front row. Wen Qingyan was seated with the crew, so he didn't get special treatment. Jing Zeqian simply wanted to sit next to Jing Zejun.

He had been waiting rather boredly, but with Jing Zejun's arrival, they started chatting.

He told Jing Zejun about the last time he went to Shen Huaichu's house, "You wouldn't believe it, but when he woke up and saw me, he looked like he'd seen a ghost."

Jing Zejun was both surprised and amused, covering her lips to suppress the curve of her mouth.

Her second brother really could pull off something like that. No wonder he was her brother.

Wen Qingyan, on the other side, momentarily empathized, awkwardly chuckling a few times. But deep down, he felt a pang of sympathy for Shen Huaichu.

Wen Qingyan wasn't very familiar with this president of Huarui Group, but he had heard that he was a decisive and ruthless leader. To be scared like that by someone so cold...

No wonder he was his boss.

If it were him...

Wen Qingyan imagined waking up, thinking his girlfriend was in the kitchen making breakfast, his heart softening, only to open the door and see his brother-in-law!

Wen Qingyan felt a shiver down his spine. He had to remember this! He must prevent such a thing from happening!

[What are they talking about? Why does Wen look so uncomfortable?]

[Maybe the brother-in-law is warning the sister's suitor? Hahaha]

[No, Little Jing is telling Jing Zejun about how he took care of someone with a fever, and the person freaked out when they woke up. I can only lip-read this much.]

[Wow! The person above is amazing, a lip-reading master!]

[Is it Little Jing's partner?]

[Let me add! It's not Little Jing's partner, but someone related to Yi Yi. He mentioned Yi Yi.]

[The comments section is full of lip-reading masters, I can't deny it.]

[Wen Qingyan must be scared of this happening to him. Imagine waking up thinking it's your girlfriend, but it's your boss. Who wouldn't be scared?]

The comments section was on the path to uncovering the truth, and the awards ceremony was about to begin.

The host's voice rang out, and applause and cheers filled the banquet hall. The moment for the TV series nominations had arrived, with lights focusing on the stage.

Meanwhile, Jing Yi sneaked into the audience from the backstage, bending slightly to find her pre-arranged corner seat.

Following behind her was Jing Zeyou, watching his sister's stealthy movements. He paused for a moment, considering whether he should do the same.

Nah, he could be photographed, but not in this manner.

Jing Zeyou strode over and calmly sat down beside her.

This was all pre-arranged. They were watching live, while Lin Ruiqing and her husband were watching the live broadcast backstage.

The stage had reached the awarding of the Best TV Series.

The chairman of the TV Series Production Industry Association announced the winner, "Now, I will announce this year's Best TV Series award." He slowly opened the envelope, and the audience was silent, especially the main creative team including Jing Zejun, who were particularly nervous.

"This is the pinnacle of art and creativity, and a story that will be unforgettable," the chairman paused, looking around at the audience before announcing solemnly, "This year's Best TV Series award goes to 'Nineteenth Floor Campus'!"

The venue erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

The main creative team of "Nineteenth Floor Campus" was ecstatic, with the director's eyes glistening with tears as he stepped onto the stage.

"We express our heartfelt gratitude for this honor! This award not only belongs to our crew..."

The director was very excited, his voice trembling with gratitude as he thanked everyone, including Jing Yi, "...and we are also very grateful to Jing Yi, who originally came to visit the set but was pushed into acting."

The audience burst into a wave of good-natured laughter, and the camera simultaneously focused on Jing Zejun and Jing Zeqian.

Jing Yi took a moment to clap, continuing with her tasks, "Big Brother, hold this for me." She handed Jing Zeyou a cheering stick.

Last time she met Jing Zejun's fans, she learned what it meant to be a proper supporter. Even though there were only two of them, they had to make their presence known.

Jing Zeyou glanced at the dozen or so fans not far away.

"Why are some sisters sitting so far away?"

"Did they get the wrong seats? This area is for fans, right?"

"You know what, their gear is pretty complete."

"Wait, look closely, isn't that Jing Zejun's older brother and sister?"

"Ah? Where? Let me see!"

"Really! I thought they were sneaking around, maybe stalkers!"

"What? What are you talking about?"

The identity of the two in the corner had already spread from one group of fans to another.

Jing Zeyou turned his head, watching Jing Yi still pulling on the cheering banner, hesitating on how to tell her that their disguise plan had failed within minutes.

...

The awards continued, and "Nineteenth Floor Campus" swept the ceremony, with Wen Qingyan unsurprisingly winning Best Actor.

Jing Zejun sat in her seat, her emotions growing more tense. She was happy for the crew but also more afraid of missing out on the award herself.

The next award was for Best Actress, and Jing Zeqian needed to head backstage to prepare.

Seeing the person beside her nervously clutching her skirt, Jing Zeqian smiled slightly, gently patting Jing Zejun's hand to reassure her.

He stood up, looking towards the corner not far away, his smile slightly stiffening.

The corner had little light, flashing with cheering sticks, and Jing Yi was still holding a banner in front of her!

What kind of disguise was that?!

It was only because Jing Zejun was too nervous to notice the commotion behind her. Anyone with eyes had started glancing over!