Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon’s Sweetheart

“Huh?”
Shangguan Yunli was taken aback, momentarily unsure of what he intended to do, “Tingshen, where are you going…”
The bustling crowd in the banquet, the colorful lights, clinking glasses and chatter, and Shangguan Yunli’s voice, all became a silent backdrop—all faded the moment she appeared.
In the world, there was only her, leaving only her.
Standing under the lights, her eyes filled with starlight, emitting a gentle glow, her brows like ink, skin fairer than snow. Every move familiar to the core, every smile captivating, enchanting her audience.
Red wine spilled from the table, flowing down the steps, scattering scarlet droplets as it splashed off the shiny leather shoes of a man, filling the air with its rich aroma, intoxicating the senses.
His footsteps were both light and heavy, his breathing barely audible, fearing to disturb the person on stage so beautiful it made his heart tremble, afraid she’d vanish like a bubble the next moment.
The waiter carrying the wine tray weaved through the crowd, and in a lowered moment, the tray of red wine was knocked over by the man walking directly towards him.
With a ‘bang’, a loud crash echoed through the Banquet Hall, goblets shattered, red wine spilling everywhere, the waiter looked up in surprise, and everyone at the banquet turned towards the noise.
Shangguan Yunli, seeing the commotion, hurriedly ran down from upstairs.
“Hello everyone, I am the youngest daughter of the Ye Family, Ye…”
On stage, Ye Xian was halfway through her introduction when she heard the noise. She slightly straightened, lowering her hand from her chest. As her eyes lifted, seeing the distinguished and eye-catching figure in the center of the crowd, she nearly twisted her ankle in shock, her pupils dilating several times.
What the heck?!
Pres- President???
Was she seeing things, hallucinating? How could the President be here? Wasn’t this the Lu Family banquet?!
She rubbed her eyes, and when she lowered her hands in disbelief… the man’s distinguished and handsome face became even clearer, and this time, their gazes fiercely collided through the crowd.
Ye Xian was so frightened she covered her mouth with her hand and instinctively turned to flee. But then she saw Old Master Lu and the Lu Family parents sitting below the stage. If she ran like this, how would she explain to her parents and the Lu Family…
Wait, wait, she forgot, she’s in disguise as a girl now, a complete transformation, even her own mother wouldn’t recognize her! How could the President?
Perhaps it was just a coincidence that he looked at her, after all, she was speaking on stage now, posing as the Ye Family’s reclusive youngest daughter. It was normal for him to be curious and take another look, right?
Yes, yes, it must be like that!
Ye Xian slightly extended a hand, gripping the microphone, as if to encourage herself, bravely turning slowly around, revealing a flawless standard smile.
Yes, Ye Xian, just like that—calm, composed, elegant. Don’t be afraid, he’s just a president, not a god!
But when she met the man’s gaze a second time, her twelve points of courage instantly shriveled.
Oh no, oh no, why does the President’s burning gaze seem like he recognized her?
“This gentleman…”
The waiter had just spoken when Bo Tingshen shoved him aside.
The man’s deep, dark eyes fixated on the small woman on stage, and he walked straight towards her.
Ye Xian’s fingers clutched the microphone stand, trembling uncontrollably, inexplicably feeling like he was about to come on stage and tear her apart.
Ye Shaowen, hearing the commotion, looked towards the crowd, and upon seeing Bo Tingshen, his heart jolted in shock.
How could he be here?
And judging by his direction, was he going towards Xiao Yezi?
Wasn’t he hearing what Xiao Yezi was saying?
What did he want to do?!
The man’s steps halted abruptly at the foot of the stage stairs, blocked firmly by Ye Shaowen’s figure, a tone filled with thick hostility, “What are you doing here?”
Ye Juncheng, seeing the situation, also walked over, curiously looking at the man before him.
Lu Cen reacted swiftly, running over from the side of the stage, placing an arm across the entrance to the stairs, as if protecting the small woman on stage, warily looking at him, “You aren’t one of our family relatives, are you? Who are you? How did you get in?”
“Seco… He…”
Behind the microphone, Ye Xian looked at the four men on the verge of an explosive confrontation, stammering with anxiety, her eyes full of worry, wanting to speak but unable to.
“Move aside.”
Bo Tingshen’s face was indifferent, his voice icy cold, igniting Ye Shaowen’s already simmering anger to its peak. Not only did he not move aside, he stepped forward accusingly, holding a tight fist, “What if I don’t?”
Was he mad, barging into the Lu Family banquet with such arrogance, lawless, thinking this was his Bo Family?
One could imagine how he bullied Xiao Yezi on usual days.
“This gentleman, who are you?”
Old Master Lu initially thought the commotion was caused by a waiter, but upon seeing Bo Tingshen, he slightly propped himself up with his cane.
The man in front, whether by looks, aura, or impression, didn’t seem ordinary. Moreover… he looked somewhat familiar.
“Isn’t that President Bo? Have I seen it wrong?”
“President Bo? Which President Bo?”
“Who else could it be? The Bo Consortium’s youngest prince from the top noble family in the Capital City!”
“What?! President Bo is here?”
“I only saw him once last year at an international summit. Although I wasn’t entirely sure, President Bo’s looks and aura are exceptionally striking, leaving a deep impression. It shouldn’t be mistaken!”
As people in the banquet began whispering, Ye Juncheng pressed down Ye Shaowen’s hand, “Shaowen, don’t be rude.”
“Big bro, do you know who he is?! He’s Xiao Ye”
On stage, Ye Xian, seeing Ye Shaowen raise his fist, feared it would land on Bo Tingshen’s face and feared he’d slip, revealing her identity, quickly said into the microphone, “Seco- Second brother, he’s a guest from afar, you… don’t neglect others in hospitality.”
Guest? Others?
Bo Tingshen, upon hearing her words, abruptly looked up at her, his piercingly dark eyes ablaze, “Ye Xian, what am I to you?”
As soon as he spoke, Ye Xian was dumbfounded, eyes staring straight at him, not daring to budge.
He, he, he… he recognized her, he really did! How did he recognize her? It’s over, over, over…
At this moment, all that filled Ye Xian’s mind were the words ‘it’s over’, wildly floating, then she turned and ran, despite everything, leaving one high heel flying off on the stage. Her fleeing figure, clutching her skirt, was as beautiful as a Disney runaway princess, or Cinderella at the stroke of midnight with the bell tolling.