Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart-Chapter 411: Do You Care About Him That Much

Li Mingshuo: "It’s not us, it’s you."

"Why?!"

"You’re the newcomer, let you experience this kind of award-winning thrill."

"Heh, whoever wants to experience it, let them."

Ye Xian’s mouth twitched, and she quickly swapped places with the person next to her.

Originally, she had shown up in front of the camera in her pajamas today, which was silly enough, and holding a big red sign would definitely make her the butt of jokes among her fans, turning her into a meme.

Host: "Okay, next, I’d like to ask Mr. Bo, the CEO of BHS Group, and Mr. Zhou, the CEO of Fali Group, to present the Golden Cup to our Champion Team!"

What?!

Ye Xian was stunned, Bo Tingshen was one of the presenters?

Had she heard that right?

The four members of YFD excitedly clapped their hands while, downstairs, the staff had already handed the trophy to Bo Tingshen. It must be a big deal for him to stand up, as every major media reporter shifted their cameras downward.

Many wealthy businessmen and celebrities are very secretive and avoid public appearances, but the way the cameras unanimously moved down, afraid to capture even a hint of him, was truly rare.

What a poser.

Ye Xian silently scorned him in her mind.

But it didn’t concern her, she wasn’t the team captain, and she didn’t have to receive the trophy. If she had to, she’d even have to say thank you—she would never be able to utter those words.

Just then, a shadow loomed over her from above.

Before her was a gleaming golden trophy.

The entire audience, the host, and the four YFD team members all looked at her expectantly.

"???"

Ye Xian slowly looked up and saw the man gazing down at her, handing over the trophy in his hand, "Congratulations."

"???" With a mic at her lips, not convenient to speak, Ye Xian gestured with her mouth, "Are you crazy, why give it to me?"

Bo Tingshen’s eyes narrowed, clearly understanding her.

Ye Xian mouthed: I don’t want it! Take it away!

Then... Bo Tingshen grasped her hand, prying open her fingers one by one.

"!!!"

Ye Xian widened her eyes, desperately clenched her hand into a fist, even using her other hand to cover the fingers he was prying open, but despite using all her strength, he still opened them.

"Bo Tingshen, you..."

"As per your request, BHS has resumed cooperation with Zero Degree, and compensated Ye Shaowen for all his losses."

Ye Xian’s hand relaxed, Bo Tingshen noticed this detail, his deep dark eyes instantly becoming unfathomable, his sharply contoured face also radiating a chill.

Ye Xian covered the mic at her lips, "President Bo truly is a smart man, knows well what matters more."

"Do you care about him that much?"

"What’s it to you?"

Bo Tingshen forcefully stuffed the trophy into her hands, and behind the obscured camera, his large palm fiercely pinched her palm, as if dissatisfied with something intense.

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Ye Xian glared at his retreating figure.

It was merely about him stopping the suppression against Zero Degree, as if it had cost him a great deal.

After the award ceremony ended, according to the event’s schedule, the audience left the scene, staff began dismantling the stage, and the five members of YFD were invited to the backstage lounge for a rest before their interview.

Pang Kai: "CEO, your next schedule is at Fushidun Hotel, shall we head over now?"

"No rush."

Bo Tingshen checked the time, "Go buy a suit."

"A suit? For whom?"

"Ye Xian."

France, Paris.

In the Garden Hotel, Ye Shaowen was persistently persuading a French businessman, but the man across seemed distracted, dismissive of everything he said, and even looked like he was about to leave.

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