"Doesn't that mean becoming enemies with Huang Ningyue?"
"No matter who she's vying roles against, as long as she's in this play, she's my enemy." Qiao Xiaren hooked Xixi's chin with her fingers and chuckled softly. "Why, does this woman upset you?"
An unintentional gesture by Qiao Xiaren made Xixi's cheeks flush, and for an instant, her heartbeat missed a beat.
Having accompanied her own artist for so long, it was sometimes hard to resist. To conceal her embarrassment, she quickly blurted out,
"It's her pretentious holier-than-thou attitude that annoys me. What's there to be so arrogant about? Is it just because she comes from a good family?"
"Okay, I'll take her down for you later." Qiao Xiaren withdrew her hand and curved her lips.
Xixi was stunned for a moment.
Why did that feel so...doting?
Before she could react, Qiao Xiaren had already walked towards the makeup room. It was only until Weini poked her shoulder forcefully that she came to her senses and followed.