Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Bai Rong felt a chill down her spine when she heard her voice coming from Fang Mo’er’s phone. Her face was pale, but she reacted quickly.
Just as Fang Mo’er lowered her head and smiled playfully, Bai Rong immediately stretched out her hand and rushed forward.
She knew that she would definitely be in a terrible situation if she left her fate in Fang Mo’er’s hands. The only way now was to destroy the evidence.
That was why she had reached out to snatch the phone.
However, just as she was about to touch the phone, Fang Mo’er quickly transferred the phone to her other hand.
Fang Mo’er narrowed her eyes and sneered as she grabbed Bai Rong’s collar.
While Bai Rong was still feeling stunned, Fang Mo’er pushed her hand forcefully. Then, as Bai Rong staggered unsteadily, Fang Mo’er kicked her in the stomach.
Bai Rong was kicked towards the clothes rack and fell to the ground. A few pieces of clothes fell on top of Bai Rong and she looked extremely miserable.
Bai Rong looked like she was in pain and could not speak.
“I think you really need to be taught a lesson!” Fang Mo’er’s eyes were filled with anger.
She had not expected Bai Rong to have such evil thoughts at this stage.
She wanted to press Bai Rong to the ground and kick her a few times.
However, she then remembered what the director of the Spring Festival Gala had said about not publicizing this issue.
Fang Mo’er did not want to cause too much of a ruckus, so she held back her anger.
Bai Rong was also in a moment of panic. Now, she knew that even if she managed to snatch the phone, so what? The moment someone heard the conflict and rushed over, she would not be able to defend herself. At this moment, she finally realized that she was afraid.
She knew that Fang Mo’er would not let her off. This matter would definitely not be that simple.
Bai Rong felt a dull pain in her chest and her heart was filled with fear. She admitted defeat and asked, “What do you want?”
As soon as she said this, Fang Mo’er threw something towards her. The thing rolled on the ground and landed beside Bai Rong’s feet.
Bai Rong looked down and recognized that it was the toxic cosmetics that she had prepared.
She knew the side effects of the cosmetics better than anyone else.
After using it, within ten minutes, her face would be red and itchy. Even if she went to the doctor, it would not heal so quickly.
The Spring Festival Gala was only a few days away. There would be no time for her to recover.
Bai Rong took a deep breath and looked up at Fang Mo’er. However, Fang Mo’er looked at her coldly and used her eyes to tell her that she should use whatever tricks she had up her sleeves on herself.
A trace of fear flashed across Bai Rong’s eyes, but she picked up the box containing the toxic cosmetics with trembling hands.
After opening it, Bai Rong’s eyes were filled with fear because she had seen Xiao Die’s face break out in a red rash. It had been so disgusting.
However, at this moment, she was helpless and could only reach out to swipe some onto her face.
Fang Mo’er said coldly, “Apply all of it.”
Bai Rong gritted her teeth and did as she was told.
She applied the toxic makeup evenly on her face. After she was done, her eyes were completely red. However, she held it in, unwilling to shed tears in front of Fang Mo’er.
Fang Mo’er merely leaned back and waited for Bai Rong’s face to change.
After a while, Bai Rong’s face started to burn. Although there was no rash, it had already turned slightly red.
Bai Rong could not see her face, but she could feel the itchiness on her face. Her eyes widened in pain and fear.
Fang Mo’er smiled and said, “When you go back, just say that you’re not feeling well and withdraw from performing this song. Do you understand?”
Bai Rong lowered her head and replied.
Fang Mo’er clapped her hands and opened the door to leave. “You asked for it today. If I see you do anything bad again in the future, I won’t let you off so easily.”
After Fang Mo’er left, Bai Rong took out a mirror and saw that she had a small rash on her face. She wailed in pain.
She covered her face and ran out.