The brown paper bag dropped neatly into the trash can.
Having done all that, Ye Ran dropped back into his seat, leaned back with his chin up and wore an expression of chilling arrogance as he looked at Lv Jiayao.
Lv Jiayao's face went from red to green, and from green to black, putting on quite a spectacle.
Her chest heaved with anger, "Young Master Ye, you..."
"Where is the makeup artist?!!" Ye Ran pretended not to hear her, raising his voice in a roar, "Can we still do makeup or not? Where has the makeup artist gone? If Director Wu gets angry later, nobody will be able to escape the consequences!!!"
The two makeup artists who had just stepped outside heard this and hurriedly walked back in with their toolkits.
Standing next to the makeup table, Lv Jiayao was squeezed aside by them and her exquisitely made-up face turned an angry shade of blue. With a vicious glance at Ye Ran and Ruan Qi, she stomped out in her ten-centimeter high heels, fuming.