The girl talking to Lu Zhaoming followed his gaze and saw Mu Yan.
She asked, "Do you know her?"
Lu Zhaoming shook his head, "No, she just looks familiar."
The girl chuckled, "It seems like she's the popular Mu Yan recently, she's the IOC's spokesperson."
"Hmm." Lu Zhaoming looked at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan withdrew her gaze and walked straight to the restroom.
Lu Zhaoming said to the person beside him, "I'm going to the restroom, you head back to the banquet hall first."
"Okay!" The girl nodded happily and left.
Just as Mu Yan reached the restroom entrance, Lu Zhaoming hurriedly caught up.
"Mu Yan, it's not what you think."
Mu Yan turned back to look at him, "What do you think I'm thinking?"
Lu Zhaoming hesitated for a moment, then said, "She is the daughter of an old family friend's uncle. It's been a long time since we met, so we just chatted a bit."
