It really was her!
Zhou Lu nodded in surprise again and again, unsure whether to greet her first or to extend her hand.
She had thought once this fan arrived, she could act like a big sister, commanding and entertaining her, but she hadn’t expected the other’s demeanor and appearance to be as noble and exquisite as an Imperial Concubine. Merely shaking hands with her made her feel bestowed with an honor.
The big sister suddenly became a little maid.
"Pink... pink Yezi, how should I address you?"
"You’re still underage, aren’t you? Just call me Aunt Wen."
"Aunt?"
Zhou Lu’s eyes widened even further, resembling copper. Impossible! She looked so young, at most she could be an elder sister.
Wen Yan, seeming to see her thoughts, smiled, "My son is even older than you."
"!!"
Zhou Lu was so shocked she couldn’t even speak.
However, what shocked her even more was that not far from the crowd, a figure with a clear and noble stature approached—President Bo and Pang Kai?!
Could they be part of Jiang Wanze’s close friends and family? No way, right? No way?
Bo Tingshen stopped in front of the spot for Jiang Wanze’s close friends and family, his gaze meeting with Aunt Wen beside her.
Zhou Lu, who always believed in the ’nothing grows within three meters of President Bo’ was suddenly breathless. Today’s scene was nothing like she had imagined; she’d have been better off standing by the stage.
Wen Yan had just taken off her sunglasses when her gaze unexpectedly met with her son’s in the air, "..."
With only ten minutes left until the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala began, the four male and female presenters were already in place on stage.


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