Xiong Wuyue instantly shouted to the people in her changing room the moment she came in.
"Everybody out!"
Xiong Wuyue's Personal assistant moved quickly and was the first one who reached the door.
"Not you! Stay here!" However, Xiong Wuyue did not give her the chance.
The people who were with the PA, specifically, the hairdresser and make-up artists, look towards her with pity. Their eyes were saying 'please survive.'
The PA was frozen next to the door. She did not want to look back. She was afraid to look back. She would be the damned punching stress bag. Even she had faced this situation a hundred times, she still could not get used to it and she was always nervous.
"What are you still standing for! Bring me water! "
