In order to let the fans disperse on their own, Mu Qiu and the others have to leave first.
The staff were busy dismantling things, with only the last few cameras capturing their backs as they walked away.
On the path from the beach to the wooden boardwalk, they gathered in small groups, talking.
Tang Zi walked at the back, maintaining a fading smile since there were no cameras in front of them, her gaze towards Cheng Zhirang and Mu Qiu unclear and complex.
Even though Shu Ran had warned her, Shu Ran wasn't her, and didn't understand the jittery feeling of fearing others might strike first after doing something wrong.
What about not causing trouble so Cheng Zhirang and Mu Qiu wouldn't bother her? It sounded good, but what if they struck first? She might not even have time for public relations.
