When Lan Peizhi turned her head, she saw Jiang Chen chatting happily with a foreigner.
The foreigner was saying something, then gave him a thumbs up.
Jiang Chen wore a modest smile.
Noticing Lan Peizhi watching them, Jiang Chen politely said goodbye to the foreign friend and walked over, trying to appear natural as he remarked, "In the past, our countrymen were all eager to go abroad, but now it's the other way around. That uncle just now speaks Mandarin even better than some people from the South."
As he spoke, he looked toward the imposing monument, "If the martyrs could see the prosperity of today, they would surely feel comforted."
Lan Peizhi's attention was indeed diverted, "What business were you talking about just now?"
Jiang Chen let out a silent sigh of relief, glad that she didn't ask what he and the foreigner were discussing.
After all, he couldn't really say that the foreign friend complimented his girlfriend as very beautiful.