It seems that he is still the loving husband of that woman...
Yue Shuhong himself didn't even notice the sadness on his face.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Siyuan's wrist as she was about to leave.
Lin Siyuan was surprised and happy.
"Shuhong, what are you doing?"
Yue Shuhong glanced at her indifferently.
"Today's reception is very important. Stay with me and don't run around."
Lin Siyuan nodded pretending to be happy: So, he had already noticed my little actions?
......
Although it was said to be an exchange between young people from China and foreign countries, in fact, many elderly foreign guests were also invited.
They are the focus of this reception.
Youth exchange is just a process. On the other side of the main venue, many foreign trade officials and guests were chatting and laughing.
However, neither side expected that the most eye-catching part of this conference was not the main venue of the Youth Conference, but the gift display area set up on the other side.
Most of the foreign guests linger here, especially those from island countries.
Yu Zhaowen, who had been watching from the sidelines, complained in his heart from time to time.
"Those spotlights are probably useless. The light in these devils' eyes is brighter than the spotlights!"
"Hey, where's Lao Liu? Why is he gone again?"
......
Zhang Laoliu naturally went to the main venue to watch the show.
The Mani love song with adapted lyrics was playing on the stage, and the girls from the Chinese dance class were particularly charming with their slender backs and waists.
Especially the Tibetan girl in the middle who attracted everyone's attention.
The smile is like flowers and the moon, and the singing is like sweet rain.
"The Yarlung Zangbo of the sun, the Shigatse of the moon, the Tanggula Mountains of longing, the Shiquan River of love~~."
"Eagles soar high in the sky, steeds gallop across the ground, and the aroma of warm butter tea drifts across the tribes of the plateau."
The Tibetan version of Chu Miaohong also noticed someone who had squeezed into the stage. She smiled and winked at him, then started dancing with the other girls.
"Mani Mani Mani, singing the love song of the plateau."
"The swaying bonfire of Guozhuang~~Oh, you are my Buddha~~."
She held back her laughter and gently clasped her hands together in front of the men in the audience, appearing exceptionally holy, solemn and beautiful.
Flirting with husband...
Zhang Hongcheng licked his lips, put his hands together, and mouthed a reply to the Tibetan saint on the stage.
"Bodhisattva, please save me!"
Chu Miaohong almost broke down because she understood the guy's mouth shape.
Just then.
At the entrance of Yanda campus, two well-dressed guests from the island country walked in with a smile following the receptionist.
Shang Yiming, who had been hiding in the crowd, suddenly brightened up his eyes.
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