After the simple diplomatic ceremony, the banquet officially began.
Amidst the piano music, Long Linger's first dance was with Yeh Huang. After their dance ended, other guests also began to dance.
Halfway through the dance, Long Linger suddenly let go of Yeh Huang's hand.
"My bra strap came loose. I'm going to the restroom to fix it."
Long Linger said to Yeh Huang.
"Do you need my help?"
"No, you are the focus of the entire room now. If you go to the restroom with me, wouldn't it be a joke?" Long Linger declined Yeh Huang's help and turned towards the restroom.
Yeh Huang stood still, quietly watching until she walked out of his sight.
Stephen came over and whispered, "It seems the First Lady has already let go of her hostility towards Mia."
Yeh Huang nodded, "Indeed. Then I'm relieved. It seems that amnesia isn't such a bad thing after all."
"Yes, Your Excellency the President, this way please..." Stephen extended his hand, and Yeh Huang followed him out.
