Chapter 136: Chapter 137 Just Washed a Face_1
A smile spread across Qiao Xiaren’s face. The three soft-spoken words pushed back all her problems, making it seem as though she, the senior party, was the one being relentlessly aggressive here.
With her face once again arranged in a mask of haughty indifference, Shen Ruyin raised her chin slightly and, wearing high heels, walked past Qiao Xiaren with a proud stride.
Qiao Xiaren’s smile stayed on her face, while her eyes grew more enigmatic.
“Ling, why are you standing there? Hurry up and do Ruyin’s makeup!”
Shen Ruyin just sat down when her assistant scolded the approaching makeup artist who was headed toward Qiao Xiaren. Poor Ling was suddenly at a loss, for the film crew had initially appointed her to do Qiao Xiaren’s makeup. Ruyin’s command had left her confused.
Qiao Xiaren, of course, knew that Shen Ruyin was intentionally making things hard for her, but she didn’t mind. She laughed lightly, “It’s alright, Ling, go to Senior Shen first.”
Ling looked at Qiao Xiaren, then at Shen Ruyin, but she still carried her makeup suitcase to Ruyin. As a professional, she couldn’t afford to offend these big-name stars.
In this business, it’s always been about promoting the favored and suppressing the unfavored.
Qiao Xiaren leaned casually in her chair, flipping through the script that the crew had just delivered.
From her mirror, Shen Ruyin saw Qiao Xiaren engrossed in the script, looking relaxed and satisfied, and her mood darkened further.
Was it naivety or craftiness? With no makeup artist, she remained composed. Could it be that she was planning to go in bare-faced?
Ling wanted to finish quickly here and rush back to do Qiao Xiaren’s makeup, but Shen Ruyin kept finding fault in her work, preventing her from finishing.
As time ticked away, Ling looked guiltily at Qiao Xiaren, only to find that her focus was entirely on studying the script. The makeup room was so silent that only the turning of pages and ticking of the clock could be heard.
“Miss Shen, Miss Qiao, are you both ready?”, a crew member stepped in to inquire. Qiao Xiaren seemed to snap out of her immersion in the script, stretching languidly and seeming quite content.
“Miss Shen is ready, Miss Qiao over here…” Ling, sweating profusely, hastily packed up her makeup products and hurried towards Qiao Xiaren.
“No need, thank you, Ling.” Qiao Xiaren stood up, gave Ling a smile, and headed for the changing room.
Ling was slightly taken aback, but she found herself unable to forget that radiant smile. Such a stunning beauty, what a shame.
She’s young and reckless, not to be feared! Shen Ruyin’s face broke into an almost mocking smile.
Five minutes later, Qiao Xiaren emerged from the changing room in her costume – a red, wide-sleeved dress tailored perfectly to her height and figure.
The red dress swayed gracefully, an intense black merged with a seductive red; coexistence of charm and darkness.
Her black hair, as glossy as satin, was woven into several small braids. Her skin, as lustrous as moonlight under the water’s glow, looked even more dreamy and misty.
Her voice was lovely, ringing clear like a drop of water, causing hearts to flutter.
Did she…did she just wash her face? Ling could suddenly hear the thumping in her chest. The sight of that face caused her breath to hitch.