After I died, I became the white moonlight of scumbag A's ex-husband

Whether it was a whim or an ulterior motive, Gu Zhijin was like a thorn stuck in Zong Ying's heart. He couldn't explain why he cared so much about a stranger he met by chance.

But he always felt that if he didn't figure out the twists and turns in Gu Zhijin's body, he wouldn't be able to pass the hurdle in his heart.

It seems that there is a premonition in the dark that apart from Gu Zhijin being rescued by Hang Jing, there is always something else between them.

When Zong Ying arrived at the MTC competition site, more than half of the process had passed, and only the final awards were left.

The organizer received the news and asked Zong Ying to be led to the investor's seat.

After Zong Ying sat down, he was surrounded by capital businessmen who had intersected with the fashion industry, and seeing him, he had to exchange pleasantries.

While coping with it, Zong Ying listened to the president's long and boring speech on the stage, and couldn't help but reflect on whether he was being too sensitive.

Why did you rush here in the heavy rain based on an illogical intuition?

Just like the stupefied hairy kid.

After thinking about it, there is nothing to do anyway, it is also a competition that Hang Jing has conquered before, so it is good to feel the scene.

They come, the security.

"Zong Ying, why are you in the mood to come? You just came without saying a word! If I had known you would come, the guest speaker would have let you go."

Just when Zong Ying was distracted, CEO Yang Yi had already returned to his seat from the stage, and happened to be sitting beside him.

Zong Ying and Yang Yi have a good personal relationship, and they don't go out of their way: "No, I don't have a jewelry brand."

"Then why did you invest in the MTC competition? Are you still begging me for the copyright of two works?"

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled, jokingly said, "Have you got a new goal?"

Zong Ying frowned and turned cold: "No, I only have Hang Jing in my heart."

Yang Yi curled his lips, not taking it seriously at all, even if Zongying had a good relationship with Hang Jing before, they have been dead for a year, so Zongying still has to be chaste in this life.

They are all wealthy capital businessmen. Who would believe that Zong Ying is so young and will spend the rest of his life as a widower with a son in his arms?

Even if he wants to be a lover, can the Zong family agree?

The high-level news that Zongying's mother has recently been all over the world to look after her son's family has spread in circles.

But Zong Ying didn't let go, and Yang Yi couldn't expose him openly.

He thought of Zong Ying's purpose of looking for him last time, and turned his mind.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the organizer in the background, and when he saw the reply, Yang Yi smiled triumphantly.

The awards ceremony began, and the competition set up special awards in different categories, including 10 bronze awards, 5 silver awards and 1 gold award.

Different contestants came to the stage to accept the award one by one, and each of them gave a long acceptance speech emotionally.

In order to heighten the atmosphere in the venue, the only lights were gathered on the winners on the stage, causing the seats below to be pitch black.

The more Zong Ying listened, the more bored he became. Now that he has left Hang Jing's bedroom, he can't sleep anywhere else.

I tossed and turned all night in the hotel last night. I just fell asleep and was awakened by a nightmare. Now I was sitting in my seat, and I was distracted unconsciously by the humming human voice in the dark environment.

Until the stage, the main judge Harriet announced the winner of the gold medal of this year's competition. The name of "Gu Zhijin" rang in Zongying's ears. Along with the two works of the preliminary round and the final round, they appeared on the big screen, and the audience was full. There was a lot of exclamation and discussion, and he woke up from his drowsiness.

The follow-up light shone on Gu Zhijin, and Zong Ying saw him standing up from his seat. The young alpha in a black suit was tall and handsome, and he walked onto the stage slowly. His back alone attracted everyone. human gaze.

When Gu Zhijin stood on the stage and the camera broadcast a close-up of his whole body on the screen, his handsome face and alpha's strong aura directly caused a commotion in the entire venue.

Zong Ying was stunned for a moment when he heard the exclamation at the scene.

I don't know if it's because of sleepiness that made his vision a little blurred. He seems to see Hang Jing many years ago through this scene.

Was it the same for 20-year-old Hang Jing, who stepped onto the stage of the MTC Gold Award, with applause and applause behind him, and a bright stage in front of him, and the design works he was proud of were played in a loop throughout the audience.

People in the audience looked at his back under the spotlight, looked up at him, watched him walk forward step by step, and finally reached the stage, the most dazzling place.

When Hang Jing appeared under the camera, his beauty, even if he wasn't, was enough to amaze the audience.

Just like it is now.

Zong Ying has not seen that scene with his own eyes, but at this moment, he seems to have seen it.

Just as Gu Zhijin stepped onto the stage and stood still, the host's voice sounded again on the radio, "Congratulations to Mr. Gu Zhijin for winning the gold medal in this MTC Creative Masters International Jewelry Design Competition!"

"Now, let us applaud the special guest and investor of this competition, Mr. Zong Ying, the president of Qiansheng Group, to present the award to Mr. Gu Zhijin, the gold medal winner."

Zong Ying's body froze for a moment, and he quickly realized that he turned his head and glared at Yang Yi who was snickering, "What are you doing!"

Yang Yi quietly elbowed Zong Ying, reminding him that there was a camera taking pictures, and teased in a low voice: "Dude, don't say that brother won't help you, I'll give you a chance, cherish it."

"I want a fart chance, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the spotlight had already hit Zong Ying, and the hostess lady who led the way stood in the aisle. Zong Ying had a gloomy face, and was forced to stand up under the gaze of the audience, and walked to the stage.

When receiving the heavy trophy from the vigilant and nervous Harriet, Zong Ying still had a stern face.

But when he saw Gu Zhijin standing on the stage, and the other party stood under the spotlight with a look of astonishment, he suddenly felt that this arrangement was not bad.

Gu Zhijin was rescued by Hang Jing, and the first design award that Gu Zhijin won was awarded by him. It seemed that the distance between himself and Hang Jing could be brought a little closer through the medium of Gu Zhijin.

Thinking of this, Zong Ying felt much more comfortable.

He solemnly handed the trophy to Gu Zhijin. Although he was still expressionless, it was not someone who owed him money and stole his wife's coffin face.

"Congratulations……"

The astonishment on Gu Zhijin's face was still fixed on his face, he stared blankly at Zong Ying's hand, and did not take the trophy for a long time.

Zong Ying saw that this person usually looked very attractive, after all, he was young, and he was inevitably excited and at a loss for winning the gold medal.

He handed the trophy to Gu Zhijin again, and said, "Gu Zhijin, your work is great and deserves this award. Congratulations."

Only then did Gu Zhijin raise his eyes, his dark eyes were heavy, he took a deep look at Zong Ying, and then reached out to take the trophy.

"thanks……"

Going around, he actually took over his previous honor from Zong Ying.

If this incident happened in his previous life, he probably couldn't help crying at this time, but now, he just said "thank you" calmly.

He tried so hard to get Zong Ying's approval, but he couldn't get it.

Now, without doing anything, he just got it so easily, but he no longer needs it.

Gu Zhijin said his thanks on stage, Zong Ying returned to his seat, and Yang Yi came over.

"Zongying, you're really good at it. That's not a low level, right? When did your taste become so strong?"

Zong Ying looked at the big screen, Gu Zhijin's gaffe was only for a short moment in front of him, now Gu Zhijin raised his brows slightly, parted his thin lips slightly, and his voice was calm and low, calm and unhurried, with an imposing manner.

The stage lights lined his perfect jawline, lighting up every hair tip, a little messy, but high above.

He was fascinated by watching this scene, he thought of Hang Jing who was younger than Gu Zhijin back then, how energetic and radiant he must have been when he won the award.

The scene before Zong Ying's eyes gradually changed, everything around him remained the same, the only thing that was different was the person on the stage, no longer Gu Zhijin, but Hang Jing.

Gu Zhijin and Hang Jing appeared alternately in front of Zong Ying's eyes, making him unable to tell which one was real and which one was just his illusion.

"Zongying, Zongying, did you hear me? Hello?"

Zong Ying's eyes were too focused, and he turned a deaf ear to everything around him. Yang Yi asked a few times but didn't hear an answer, and felt that he had already got the answer.

It's no wonder that Ms. Fei has been unable to find a newcomer who suits her son's heart. She has been in the wrong direction for a long time.

That's right, Zong Ying's last partner was Hang Jing, how many omega in this world can beat Hang Jing?

It's no wonder that Zong Ying has taken a fancy to him now, but it's just a trick of his mouth.

Yang Yi took a closer look at Gu Zhijin. He was young, handsome, and talented. He had to admit that he was indeed excellent.

Thinking that Harriet had mentioned to him in the afternoon that Gu Zhijin intended to sign a design contract with him, Yang Yi thought to himself, it seems that the terms of this contract could be better.

"But Zongying, you really prefer jewelry designers. Hang Jing is gone, and you have a crush on another one. No wonder Harriet gritted his teeth when he mentioned you, saying that you just stared at the jewelry industry to ruin it."

The awards ceremony was over, and the supporting guests on the stage began to perform on stage. Yang Yi looked at the flamboyant Xiaohuadan in the entertainment industry with a little interest, and said, "But your taste is too monotonous. Even if you like designers, don't Find someone with the same style as Hang Jing, could it be that you are looking for a substitute?"

Zong Ying paused, as if he had been reminded of something suddenly, his pupils constricted into needles instantly: "You said, the design styles of Gu Zhijin and Hang Jing are exactly the same?"

"Yup……"

Yang Yi didn't notice what was wrong with Zong Ying, his attention was still on the stage, and he said casually: "Can't you see it? Actually, I don't really understand, but Harriet said that Gu Zhijin is simply a copy of Hang Jing .”

"Those designers who are familiar with Hang Jing also agree with this point. To be honest, if Hang Jing hadn't been gone for so long, they would have thought that Hang Jing opened a trumpet to participate in the competition when they saw Gu Zhijin's work."

"Harriet originally guessed that Gu Zhijin was a student of Hang Jing, and even asked about it himself, but he denied it, saying it was just a coincidence, which is also a rare thing."

Yang Yi was still chattering non-stop, Zong Ying's face was already pale.

He didn't know if the design style was the same, but he thought of Gu Zhijin's current signature, the little habit of writing, which was the same as Hang Jing's before.

No wonder he felt familiar.

Wait, when the award was presented just now, Gu Zhijin stared at his hand in a daze at first, thinking it was because he was too excited to see the trophy, but seeing his performance afterwards, he didn't seem nervous at all.

If it wasn't for the trophy gaffe, what would it be?

Zong Ying raised his hands subconsciously. His palms were broad, with well-defined joints. His clean hands were nothing special, except for the wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

The green bamboo ring cared for the delicate camellia, quietly lying on his finger, the flower heart glowing faintly in the dim light.

In Zong Ying's hand, there is only this ring in a powder packet at 00:20 tonight, and the quantity is limited. The cuties who subscribe to this chapter go to claim Hang Jing's lost future early, and Gu Zhijin will get it back all the same

Zongying missed the past, he wants to experience it one by one

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