Not long after.
All I could hear was Mina shouting loudly outside.
Han Sirong was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to anyone.
Who knew? She had just applied lipstick when someone walked in from behind, grabbed her by the back of her collar without saying a word, and pulled her over.
Han Sirong was startled and instinctively screamed, dropping the cosmetics in her hand to the ground.
Stunned.
I looked up and saw a familiar face in front of me.
Han Sirong breathed a sigh of relief, but her face immediately turned fierce.
What are you doing?
She shoved the woman who was grabbing her away, "Don't you know that people can scare each other to death?"
Damn it.
She bent down to pick up the cosmetics from the ground.
Han Sirong glared at Rong Shang, then turned back to continue touching up her makeup.
Rong Shang glanced at her from behind and walked up to her. "Where are the photos?"
"Hand it over." Rong Shang tapped the marble on the sink and turned to look at her, only to be met with a glare from Han Sirong.
"What photo?" She started applying eyeliner.
Rong Shang was watching closely when she suddenly reached out and pushed her. The eyeliner in her hand tilted and slid directly onto Han Sirong's face.
"ah!"
Rong Chang covered her ears.
More screams!
Han Sirong was furious! She had finally managed to touch up her makeup, and now...!
He turned around and yelled at Rong Shang, "An Hao, what are you doing?!"
Crazy woman, madwoman.
Han Sirong grabbed a tissue from the side, splashed some water on the tap, and vigorously wiped the bulging eyeliner off her face.
"What photos? I have no idea what you're talking about."
Wipe once, wipe twice, wipe three times.
In the blink of an eye, she threw away the tissue and turned around to poke Rong Shang's shoulder hard with her finger.
But she suddenly grabbed his wrist.
The pain in her bone made Han Sirong's face turn pale.
"Let go."
I can't shake them off.
"If you don't let me in, I'll call my bodyguards in."
"I'll say it again, hand over the photos!" Her gaze turned completely cold, and Rong Shang tightened her grip on the other woman's wrist. Seeing the woman in front of her with tears welling in her eyes from the pain, she reminded her, "These were taken two hours ago. You've already forgotten?"
"..."
Did she know?
Han Sirong was shocked.
How could that be?
He raised his lips and gave a cold laugh.
"Aren't you going to take it out?"
He clenched his fist tightly.
Han Sirong cried out in pain.
"I'll take it, I'll take it."
Her frequent screams finally caught the attention of her agent.
Just as they were talking about getting the photos, Mina appeared at the bathroom door.
Seeing her artist being bullied, Mina rolled up her sleeves and rushed over.
"What are you doing?"
I knew she wasn't a good person the moment I saw her outside.
"open!"
He forcefully pulled her hand off Han Sirong's.
Who knew that the next second she would be kicked flying.
Han Sirong was completely stunned.
She didn't dare to move, just stood there blankly watching Rong Shang walk towards her manager.
Trembling, she muttered, "Anhao, are you crazy?"
Why did she have the right to hit someone?
A faint shadow fell, and Mina watched as she walked towards her step by step. She was afraid, but her body was in so much pain.
He's still lying on the ground and can't get up.
"Sisi, Sisi..."
My hand was stepped on.
Mina cried out in pain.
In my line of sight, the beautiful woman slowly bent down.
Mina thought to herself that she had met so many people, but she had never met a woman like her, who could frighten you just by staring at you.
"What...what do you want to do?"
"The photos are with you, aren't they?"
Mina's chin was lifted up by Rong Chang's grip, and she felt a chill run down her spine when she met Rong Chang's sinister and indifferent gaze.
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