The detention room quieted down.
Mo Shiche wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the woman in his embrace and held her for a while before finally stopping reluctantly, pushing aside the long hair that had fallen onto her cheek, "It's okay now, I'll take you home."
As he said this and was about to help her up, Luo Qiangwei pressed against his hand, "But public opinion is boiling over, and those netizens must be scolding me."
"I will solve it," the man pecked her cheek, coaxing in a low voice, "You don't have to worry about anything. Rest at home for a few days, and once everything is settled, we'll resume filming. I guarantee it won't affect you, okay?"
"But your way of solving things is too rough and violent, what if it scares Miss Xia and my cousin?"
Luo Qiangwei hooked her arms around his neck, leaning in mysteriously, "Mmm, the moment you kissed me earlier sparked my inspiration, and I suddenly thought of a great idea..."
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At the same time.
