Yao Qing, "..."
God damn it, a makeup lesson.
She was prepared to have a verbal duel with the producer for three hundred rounds, and she's just kneeling like that?
What kind of plot twist is this?
Ruan Qiu, "???"
Makeup artist, "???"
The producer is a die-hard fan of Hamoden, and calling her a brainless fan wouldn't be entirely wrong.
She bought all the magazines, merchandise, and makeup products recommended by Hamoden.
Because of this, her boyfriend even suspected for a while that she was a lesbian and Ms. Hamoden was her true love.
So it was somewhat within reason that she would do something like this.
Yao Qing's body stiffened for a few seconds before she tugged at the hem of her skirt.
"You... let me go first."
She could keep her cool against opponents with cold and sharp teeth, but facing a producer like this... she was a bit at a loss.
An Ru clenched her back teeth on the side.