Qiao Shishi looked at her suspiciously. "Are you really a mistress?"

"If I were really someone's mistress, I wouldn't have been bullied by you." An Ning said.

Qiao Shishi blinked. "Whatever, you are someone's mistress anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

An Ning smiled and said in a blow to the point. "So I want to say that you didn't get the female lead, not because of my relationship. But because you are not suitable for this role at all. Even if I will be fired by the director in a while, you will not have a chance."

Qiao Shishi frowned and said angrily, "Shut up, what you said is not the truth. Of course I have the conditions to be the leading female lead."

An Ning didn't want to continue to argue. "Since you believe so firmly, then you can wait and see."

After saying that, An Ning walked out of the room and headed towards the powder room.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, An Ning looked at herself in the mirror and quietly waited for the makeup artist to arrive.

I don’t know if the makeup artist also knows that she is about to get out. It’s time and hasn’t appeared yet.

‘Buzz…’

Yu Jingchen called.

An Ning lost and retracted. "Hey."

"Have you thought of a solution yet?" Yu Jingchen asked.

"Yeah." An Ning was weak.

"It's okay..." Yu Jingchen said.

When An Ning heard this, she immediately understood what he meant. "Don't be special, I want to work hard."

"..." Yu Jingchen was surprised. "Don't you really want to get this role?"

"I really want to get it, but I don't want to go through other relationships." An Ning said very persistently.

"Ok." Yu Jingchen promised. "I won't interfere."

"Don't," she stressed again.

"I won't cry if I don't get it?" Yu Jingchen asked jokingly.

"Crying will definitely make you cry, right? But there are other opportunities in the future, right?"

"I'm so open-minded."

The makeup artist walked in at this time, and An Ning took a look. "I'm going to put on makeup, I won't tell you first."

Before Yu Jingchen could speak, she ended the call first.

The makeup artist has no good attitude yesterday, and his expression is cold, commonly known as the zombie face. "Have you applied something on your face?"

"No." An Ning replied.

"Oh." The makeup artist responded and began to take out bottles and cans to apply on An Ning's face.

The thing I applied was different from yesterday, An Ning asked. "Didn't you apply anti-decompression liquid at the beginning? Why didn't you have it today?"

The makeup artist looked at him with a contempt. "Maybe it won't take long to finish it, right?"

An Ning looked at the makeup artist silently.

It turns out that the road is slippery and the society is complicated. As long as you fall, someone will start to trample on it.

A makeup artist is so powerful.

An Ning smiled calmly. "Do you think I will be dismissed today, right?"

When the makeup artist saw Qiao Shishi coming in, he tried harder to sarcastically. "Isn't this what I said? Everyone said that. In fact, Miss An, why do you have to get up and put on makeup at around four o'clock in the morning? Everyone knows the result, so it's better to have a good sleep."

An Ning put away her smile. "Anna, you humiliated me so much, aren't you afraid that I will hold the throne of the female lead? If I could continue here, I would never use your makeup again."

"Miss An, I think you're overthinking." The makeup artist curled his lips and threw the thing on the table. "Sorry, I'll go and put on makeup on Miss Qiao first, you can wait."
Chapter completed!