"Enough, mind the occasion. Lately, you've been increasingly unsuitable for public appearances; I seem more like the one taking over a thankless task."
Picking up a hot potato!
But it was Han Sen's name Xia Yanyan had filled in on the marriage application, and now he couldn't even bring up breaking up with her.
Harry Perry felt stifled, gave his secretary a look, and the secretary, forcing a smile, said: "Miss Xia, perhaps I should take you back. After all, a state banquet like this, you've attended countless since you were young. One more or less won't make a difference, don't you think?"
"Harry Perry, how impressive of you!"
Xia Yanyan was furious as she turned to leave. As she descended the stairs, the Queen's entourage happened to be entering the Presidential palace.
Once the car stopped, a diplomat from Country A stepped out immediately to stand before the Queen's seat and respectfully welcome her.
