She seriously doubted whether this guy was some kind of hidden scumbag, able to sweet-talk so effectively?
If he wanted to hit on that cosplayer right now, he probably just needed to crook his finger, and she would come running.
The editor beside them made a face that screamed speechless—was this some kind of offline bribery?
After putting on their costumes and ensuring no one could recognize them from their appearance, Jin Huiyan wanted to rush to their car and make a getaway.
But unexpectedly, Wu Mu didn't head toward the parking area. Instead, he made his way toward the convention entrance.
As he went, he reminded the camera crew beside him, "Can you guys film covertly later? Don't let people realize it's us through the camera."
Jin Huiyan couldn't help but ask, "What are you planning to do?"
