Lei Ming looked at the reactions of those reporters present as his heart skipped a beat. He had an incredibly bad feeling.
He trembled as he took out his phone, hoping that the situation could not be as terrible as he imagined. He comforted himself. He had been with Jiang Muye for so long that he had seen all sorts of things...
In the end, when he saw those words, his tall and strong figure wavered, and he almost cried.
Oh, Master...
You are asking for my life right now!
At the same time, Zheng Anru, Han Zixuan, and the members of the main creative team discussed with each other for a while. Instantly, they all had seen the Weibo post that Jiang Muye had posted too. All of their expressions were so furious that one could not bear looking straight at them.
After Guo Qisheng was briefly startled, he shook his head and let out a helpless, bitter laugh that seemed like he expected this.
