He Han came back to the art troupe. Everyone had already packed up their things. He Han clapped his hands. "Come, come, gather up, I have something to say."
Everyone put down what they were holding and came to stand in front of He Han. Seeing his gaze fall on her, Wang Mei, feeling guilty, wanted to shrink back and hide behind others.
But how could He Han possibly let her slip away.
"Wang Mei, step out for a moment."
Hearing He Han's voice, Wang Mei could only lower her head and walk over to his side.
"Everyone should be clear about Wang Mei's situation today. This matter ends here. No one is to bring it up again in the future. It was all just a misunderstanding, and there was no deception involved." He Han raised his voice, sweeping his gaze over everyone.
"If you want to date someone, I won't stop you. But if you can't do your own job well because of it, then don't blame me, He Han, for showing no mercy." He Han's expression darkened, and everyone nervously swallowed.
