Bai Lingyun looked at her intently, "What did you say?"
"If I get rough, they might get hurt," Mu Xing said helplessly. "It might not just be the camera being smashed. Even if it's not like that, behaving rudely isn't good, right?"
"Why are you thinking so much?" His tone softened significantly, "Are you foolish?"
Mu Xing closed her lips without explaining.
She knew this behavior might be a bit silly, but she didn't want to be a burden to him.
She recalled a reporter's earlier question: Don't you think forcing him out of the entertainment industry is selfish?
This was also what she was pondering. Although she didn't force him, for some reason, she felt it might be related to her.
"What are you thinking?" He reached out his hand, lifting her chin. "Don't let your mind wander in front of me."
Mu Xing ignored the joking tone of the remark. Just looking at his face, she felt as if it melded with those she had seen in movies.
