The unfamiliar woman didn't seem to be a staff member; her gaze swept across the dressing room.
"Su Xiu, you vile woman, go to hell!"
A bottle of unknown liquid was suddenly splashed towards Fusang—
"Ahhhh—" A scream loud enough to lift the ceiling echoed from the dressing room.
"Hiss..." Sulfuric acid dissolved the clothes, emitting a strong, pungent, and nauseating smell.
"Hahahahaha—"
The crazy woman laughed and cursed, "You shameless woman, now that you've lost your face, let's see what you use to act!"
A bead of sweat appeared on Fu Sang's forehead. He quickly got up, helped Xu Li up, and put her aside.
"Get me some water right now!" she yelled, disregarding her image.
Makeup artist Xiao snapped out of her daze, quickly grabbed a bottle of purified water from the table next to her, and said urgently, "Here you go."
Fu Sang unscrewed the water bottle and quickly rinsed Xu Li with clean water, comforting her as he did so: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital in a bit."
Seeing that she was alright, Xu Li breathed a sigh of relief and gritted her teeth to endure the pain of the burns.
"I'm fine," she said, her face pale.
The instant the unknown liquid splashed over, Xu Li instinctively shielded Fu Sang with her body.
So, the sulfuric acid was all poured onto Xu Li's back.
"Grab her!" The staff had already called in security from outside.
Seeing that she hadn't splashed Fusang, and that the security guards were coming to arrest people again, the madwoman took out a knife she had brought with her and started wildly waving it around.
"Get out of here! All of you, get out of here!"
Fu Sang asked Xiao Xiao to wash Xu Li with clean water, and a fierce look appeared in his delicate eyes.
"Who are you? Why did you throw sulfuric acid on me?!"
The crazy woman yelled, "I'm going to splash you! What right do you, a plastic surgery bitch, have to play Sang Ji!"
Fu Sang pursed his lips and walked step by step toward the madwoman.
"Suzhou embroidery! Danger! Don't go over there!" the staff member shouted anxiously.
A sharp glint flashed in Fu Sang's eyes as he coldly said, "No matter how bad I am, it's not a reason for you to hurt people."
"Go to hell!" The madwoman lunged at Fu Sang.
The crowd's eyes widened in horror.
It's a miracle that Su Xiu wasn't injured; it would have been terrible if the female lead had been hurt!
Fusang easily dodged the madwoman's attack, grabbed her wrist holding the knife, and showed no mercy.
A cracking sound rang out as bones broke, accompanied by a woman's scream.
Immediately afterwards.
Fusang grabbed the woman's arm and twisted it forcefully to subdue her.
"Come here now!" she ordered the staff.
The staff members snapped out of their daze and quickly ran up to grab the crazy woman.
at the same time--
A tall, slender figure swiftly entered the dressing room.
"Where's Su Xiu!" The man's voice was filled with violent rage.
Fu Sang turned around, reached out and tucked the strands of hair that had fallen across her cheek behind her ear, but before she could speak, she was embraced by the man who strode over.
Everyone present was stunned.
Xiao Mu held her tightly, and Fu Sang nestled in his arms.
She pushed him away, protesting, "Xiao Mu, you're hugging me too tightly, I'm suffocating."
Xiao Mu quickly released his grip, his handsome face grim, and asked, "Are you alright?"
Fu Sang shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
Xiao Mu raised his eyes, his sharp gaze sweeping across the room, and said coldly, "I will have someone thoroughly investigate what happened today."
The room was filled with a strong sense of oppression, and everyone kept their heads down, not daring to speak.
“Xiao Mu.” Fu Sang grabbed his hand.
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