"...Zhou Mengqin."
Su Xiaomeng sat in the taxi, heading back to the hotel.
Mrs. Yin... turns out she is quite a formidable person.
Mrs. Yin was actually... the chief diplomatic translator...
For some reason, just knowing this made her blood boil with excitement.
Her little heart was beating fiercely, and she couldn't quite pinpoint this emotion.
In short... she was very excited!
Alongside the excitement, there was genuine admiration from the bottom of her heart...
She arrived at the hotel at exactly nine o'clock. As she got out of the taxi, she saw Shan Minglang, Yin Meng, Bai Shunyuan, and seven or eight young people coming out of the hotel.
As soon as Shan Minglang saw Su Xiaomeng, he quickly went up, grabbed her without a word, "Aunt Xiaomeng! Come play with us! There's a dance party on the island at ten, many locals are dancing there."
"Uh... I'm a bit tired, you guys go ahead."
