The next morning, the family returned to the city from the Sunlight Coast.
The reason why Ren Jiya was in such a hurry to return was that after the results of the Van Gogh Cup were announced, today was the day of the awards ceremony.
After entrusting the two children to the care of Uncle Song, she hurried over to the ceremony site.
Due to Gu Yannan's short rest, he had to go to Cheng'an Group to handle a lot of official matters, so he could not accompany her.
Xue Tingxiao took the initiative to undertake the task of being Ren Ji Ya's driver. The two of them chatted on the way to the awards ceremony.
Xue Tingxiao stared at Ren Jiya's absent-minded look from the rearview mirror and couldn't help but complain, "Sis Ya, the Van Gogh Cup is an influential big prize after all. As the winner, why are you wearing such simple and plain clothes to receive the award?"
"I'm just going to take a prize. Do you still want to wear a dress?"
"Doesn't it?" Xue Tingxiao lowered his head and stared at his long skirt, and tactfully smiled, "Are my clothes more formal than yours? You look like you're on vacation, but... "Too casual."
Ren Jiya couldn't help pursing her lips and smiled, praising Xue Tingxiao in a good mood, "I didn't expect you to become smart after leaving the gallery for a few days."
She just came back from vacation.
The car had just stopped outside the venue. Xue Tingxiao and Ren Jiya entered from the backstage secret door.
The little secretary was already anxiously waiting for Ren Jiya inside.
When she saw the simple looking Ren Jiya, she immediately felt very close to him.
Even though Ren Jiya stood together with a group of women dressed in makeup and were instantly submerged in a sea of people, her aura and spirit energy were unable to be concealed at all.
Especially Ren Ji Ya's watery beautiful eyes, which were brimming with radiance, making it hard for people to forget her just by looking at her.
Ren Jiya stood backstage and waited for a moment, then she heard the host saying, "Let us welcome Miss Ren Jiya, the winner of this Van Gogh Cup's top prize, on stage to receive it."
A thunderous applause instantly came from below the stage, and the large bright lights immediately moved from the audience to where Ren Zia was about to step out of.
She raised her hand to block the light, which was so bright that she could not open her eyes, and walked slowly to the front of the stage.
The distance from the foot to the stage was about a dozen steps, but Ren Jiya felt that the road was very long.
All the hardships she had gone through in order to learn painting these past few years seemed to have paid off at this very moment.
She was like a star on a stage, bright and dazzling, her talent spreading out so that even if she were to hide in the crowd, she would not be able to block out the light.
The host handed the trophy and medal to Ren Ziling and asked a few more symbolic questions before deciding to let her go.
Ren Jiya's gaze remained indifferent the entire time, without much joy or pride. It was as if receiving the award on the stage was the most common thing in her life.
Her love for painting and art would also continue unabated, not for awards nor for money, but for her ideals and focus, for doing what she liked.
Just as she was about to step off the stage, an unfamiliar woman suddenly stood up.
The woman found a megaphone somewhere and yelled into it, "She shouldn't have won the prize, she shouldn't have won the prize."
The crowd was stunned, turning to look at the woman from time to time.
Ren Jiya's heart skipped a beat, looking over from a distance, she did not know that person.
But she knew the woman wasn't finished.
Her steps drew back, and she once again stood unhurriedly beside the host.
The young and inexperienced female host was sweating profusely. She could not help but hold the microphone in panic, not knowing how to deal with the current situation.
Ren Ji Ya lowered her head to look at her, then took the microphone from her hand and looked at the woman who had spoken with a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing. "What reason do you have to say that I shouldn't have won a prize?!"
"As far as I know, your relationship with the CEO of Cheng'an Group, Mr. Gu Yannan, is not ordinary, and Director Gu is the sponsor for this year's competition. Everyone thought, there must be a way! I know more than that. " The woman raised her voice and roared, trying to attract everyone's attention.
The people below the stage all turned to look at Ren Ji Ya after hearing the news from the strange woman. The entire audience was in complete silence.
Everyone thought that Ren Ji Ya would defend them with a few words. After all, no one wanted their private life to be exposed to the public and be magnified in front of everyone.
Especially the fact that the relationship between the sponsor and the contestants was not ordinary. It was such a sensitive matter.
But Ren Jia just cleared her throat and stood firm, not flustered, saying each word in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing, "She's right. My relationship with Chairman Gu is indeed not ordinary. I am in love with Gu always. If I was with him, I wouldn't be able to win the Van Gogh Cup. I had nothing to say, so I gave up. But I want to say that of all the contestants, my painting is the one with the highest score in the judges. This cannot be faked.
As soon as Ren Jiya finished her sentence, the crowd below the stage started to madly discuss amongst themselves.
"I didn't expect Miss Ren to be so honest. You must know that Director Gu is the ideal man in the women's hearts."
"Perhaps there really is such a thing as an unwritten rule."
"I've seen Miss Ren's painting. It's really good. Even if she has a special relationship with the sponsor, if she didn't have talent, she wouldn't have painted so well."
"Miss Ren has admitted to her relationship with Gu Yannan. What's there to doubt?" Besides, she already said that she can reject this award. "
"The meaning is clear, the award was given to her by Van Gogh Cup, and it wasn't won because she had a good relationship with the sponsor."
"Gu Yannan is worth a lot of Van Gogh Cup. Since they are lovers, there's no need to fake it."
The man standing on the dark side of the stage suddenly clenched his fists. He slightly bent his head and asked Cheng Jiandao, "Go and find out who the person who spoke was sent to cause trouble?"
"Yes." Cheng Jian acknowledged him and was about to head out, when he saw Gu Yannan striding towards the center of the stage.
Cheng Jian was shocked, "CEO..."
But Gu Yannan could no longer hear his words.
When everyone's gaze was attracted by Gu Yannan, who was slowly walking onstage, Ji Ya was left speechless from shock. Waves of gasps and thumping heartbeats were transmitted through the microphone as she hurriedly covered it with her hand.
Gu Yannan's cold eyes flashed. With a solemn expression, he picked up the microphone in Ren Jiya's hand and slowly spoke in a low, quiet, and hoarse voice.
She's a very good painter. All these years, he had been trying to pursue his dream in a low-key manner. She was neither impatient nor impatient. Even after winning the award, she insisted on being a freelance painter, not wanting to be too packaged. In this era of impetuosity, money was the only question she could ask. "If the Van Gogh Cup award had not been given to such a person, who would have qualified?
The crowd below the stage held their breath as they stared at Gu Yannan. Ren Jiya was so nervous that she had to retreat behind Gu Yannan and tug at the corner of his shirt.
However, Gu Yannan continued, "From the beginning to the end, I have always been the one chasing after Miss Ren. Every woman has the right to be pursued. Was it her fault? If someone must say that she is a sponsor of the unwritten rules, I can't argue with that. But I would like to say that the person she's hiding in the shadows is her child's father, isn't that enough to satisfy everyone? "