Hearing this awkward Yan Country dialect, a few people looked up and saw a stout middle-aged man standing beside Ye Yuwan.
"I am, but who are you..." Ye Yuwan looked at the man with confusion. This person was quite old; surely he couldn't be here to ask for an autograph or a photo with her? Besides, judging by his accent, he appeared to be a foreigner.
"I am Shanbe Liang. May I have the honor of inviting Miss Ye to lunch?" The middle-aged man's eyes sparkled as he looked at Ye Yuwan.
Ye Yuwan smiled slightly and raised her hand to point at Jiang Chen, saying with deep meaning, "Sorry, I belong to him today!"
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, feeling he had been pulled in to be a shield again. However, he really had to block this arrow. Not to mention anything else, just because Shanbe Liang was a man from Beihai National, he had to!
