After the stylist in the store had liberally caked a layer of powder over An Ziqi's face, the red swelling didn't look as noticeable anymore.
Seeing it was already half past six, An Ziqi grabbed a small ice pack from the store and pressed it onto her face, then hurried out of the shop with Xia Tianxing.
"Ziqi, are you really okay? Will it affect your premiere later?" Xia Tianxing asked anxiously.
Although the swelling was covered with foundation, it could still be seen if looked at closely.
"I'm really fine, isn't there still half an hour left? I'll ice it a little longer, it won't be noticeable by then." An Ziqi smiled, trying to reassure her.
The swelling might not completely subside, but it would at least be less noticeable, and that was all she needed.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice it at the time," apologized Xia Tianxing.