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Luo Bingbing could only stare, her brain frozen, her chest heaving with shock, "You two..." Once upon a time, she and Ye Sihan had sat on the sofa, deliberately letting the makeup artist Tang Yu see them.
No need to knock on the door either.
But nothing could compare to the shock she was experiencing now.
Ye Sihan seemed to only just notice someone had come in, his piercing gaze sweeping over, his voice low and hoarse, "Get out."
Luo Bingbing's face turned red and white in turns, "It was... Aunt Lin who asked me to come, how can you treat me like this?"
Tang Yu in his arms twitched, coming to her senses after a brief faint, she lifted her face to meet Ye Sihan's inscrutable dark eyes. Realizing something, she turned her head and saw Luo Bingbing standing at the door, glaring at her with a look so hateful she seemed to wish her dead.
Tang Yu let out a scared yelp, quickly turning her face away and lowering her head.