In the makeup room.
Qiao Ruoxin was applying makeup, scrolling through Weibo on her phone.
At that moment, Song Yingying sat down next to her, her face serious, "Ruoxin, I've been thinking it over carefully, and I think I really did hear a man's voice in your room last night?"
She was drinking a bottle of water and almost choked.
"Hallucinations, definitely hallucinations," Qiao Ruoxin laughed awkwardly, looking down guiltily.
Song Yingying's eyes were full of conflict, "No, it wasn't, I really heard it, it wasn't a hallucination."
Qiao Ruoxin quickly changed the subject, "Yingying, hurry up and put on your makeup, the recording is about to start, don't get distracted!"
"Oh, got it," Song Yingying sat up straight, obediently letting the makeup artist work on her.
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After a whole day of recording, the bodyguards took her back to Jiang Mansion Number One.
But just as she walked out of the studio, she saw an annoying mother-daughter pair, Qiao Sisi and her mother Bai Xue.