No one was seated at number ten, just a tag with a name: Yiming.
Shen Yuansong withdrew his gaze.
The principal sat on the other side of Shen Yuansong, keeping constant company with the elderly man.
At that moment, Shen Bijun had just gone to get a cup of warm water.
When outside, she never bought bottled water to drink.
She carried a thermos with her, filled with goji berries, strictly adhering to a regimen fit for eldercare.
After getting the water, she returned to the event and headed towards the VIP area, noticing it had become more crowded.
She didn't pay much attention, her gaze sweeping over the first row, and saw the old man in the Zhongshan suit.
Shen Bijun raised an eyebrow, not expecting to encounter him here again.
Just as she was about to go over, two staff members passed by her side, chatting as they walked:
"Yun Yiheng is so unfortunate; someone poached all the members from his band."
