Ruan Qi spoke earnestly and sincerely, to the point where if you didn't know better, you'd think she was genuinely worried Xiang Feifei had a mental problem.
The makeup artist couldn't hold back her laughter, turning away as her shoulders shook uncontrollably.
Xiang Feifei's face turned a mix of colors.
She looked at Ruan Qi, wanting to lose her temper, but she was wary of Ruan Qi's background.
With the backing of Yunqi Group and Jinhua Group, Ruan Qi wasn't just an ordinary small-time celebrity. If Xiang Feifei wanted to make an enemy of her, she'd first have to weigh whether she could topple these two mountains.
Xiang Feifei wanted to get angry but was full of apprehension, stuck in place without moving.
Ruan Qi couldn't be bothered to waste time on unrelated people. She sniffed the air, confirming there was no longer a perfume smell in the room, then asked Xi Xi to close the window.
In this cold weather, she didn't want anyone to catch a cold.
