The parliament hall was crowded with people.

But there is no sound.

Everyone is looking at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode stood on the steps, with a half-smile, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and gently wrapped his arms around Joan's waist.

"I came to the meeting, but now it seems that you have a problem with me..."

"Who has an opinion on me? Stand up and talk about it."

With a cigar in his mouth, he spoke slowly.

Many people looked back.

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