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Chapter 662 I'm Proud Of You

New York Opera House.

The two biggest awards of the AMY Awards Ceremony were finally revealed.

When the host called the same name for the second time, there was enthusiastic applause at the scene.

Rong Yue looked at the people beside her with a smile, got up and hugged Jiang Xiaonuan.

Jiang Xiaonuan put aside the best brand trophy he had already received, and walked to the big stage under the spotlight for the second time.

A beam of light closely followed her figure, following her silently, and her pretty and moving face was so elegantly and calmly displayed in the eyes of the world.

Rong Chen wore a well-trimmed suit, which was exactly the one that Jiang Xiaonuan made for him that day.

Standing on the side of the stage, he was tall and straight, handsome, with a smile on his face, silently watching her walking towards him step by step.

Amid countless flashing lights and applause, Jiang Xiaonuan stepped onto the stage step by step.

Rong Chen looked at her with good eyes, and stretched out a hand firmly in front of her.

The slender and well-proportioned hand was just passed in front of her, calm and powerful, with an inviting gesture.

Jiang Xiaonuan smiled at him, and handed out her hand without hesitation.

Rong Chen gathered his big hand together, and held that small hand tightly in his palm.

Jiang Xiaonuan originally thought that Rong Chen wanted her to hold his arm, but he didn't expect that he would hold her hand tightly in his palm.

She was slightly surprised, but in front of so many ends and crowds, it was impossible for her to brush his face with her hand, so she had no choice but to give up and let him toss.

When Rong Chen saw Jiang Xiaonuan's obedience, a strange brilliance burst out of his dark eyes in an instant, shining like a bright starry sky.

He led Jiang Xiaonuan all the way to the center of the stage, and after letting go of her hand, he raised his hand to give her a hand on her waist, signaling her to stand at the designated position.

This is a small gesture of smiling, but this small gesture contains too much information.

As a businessman and the heir of the Rong family, Rong Chen could be forgiven for saying that he only attended the grand ceremony with his sister.

However, he is now on stage as an award presenter to present awards, so what kind of lawsuit is that?

What's more, the way he looked at Jiang Xiaonuan clearly concealed countless clues, and he, who had never had an affair with the opposite sex, now actually held the girl's hand directly, and even had such an intimate interaction with her.

At this point in the matter, combined with the scandalous news that broke out in the city yesterday, as long as the brains of those present are still able to see some clues.

After the away talk, Rong Chen handed the AMY personal best designer trophy, representing the highest honor for designers, to Jiang Xiaonuan.

Jiang Xiaonuan took the trophy from him with great care. It wasn't very heavy, but Jiang Xiaonuan felt it was heavy.

"Nuannuan, congratulations, I'm proud of you." Rong Chen smiled softly, his eyes followed the beautiful woman in front of him, and said in a low voice.

The host at the side took the opportunity to joke, "I never thought that Young Master Rong, who has always been low-key and unassuming, would come to the AMY Awards in person and present awards to the winners. It's a great honor!"

Rong Chen picked up the microphone in his hand, and glanced at the dense crowd below the stage.

During the two seconds of his silence, the presence miraculously quieted down.

Most of the people present were from the design industry and the fashion industry. No matter how well-known and famous they were, they couldn't be compared with Rong Chen, a powerful world-class local tycoon.

Facing such a young, promising and powerful man, everyone tacitly respected him.

(End of this chapter)