"Jing Qian, I'm so sorry. I was waiting for you here in the dressing room, but Jing Lu said that you would be late today and told me to start on her first. She even told me that the two of you are really close and you wouldn't mind sharing things with her. I wasn't aware of it, which was why I agreed to lend your dressing room to her."
Jing Lu bit onto her lips and looked at Weiwei with a look of resentment in her eyes.
She couldn't believe that all the trash on set were actually afraid of Jing Qian.
Weiwei wasn't someone who could help her now. Therefore, she decided to put on a pitiful smile on her face in order to ease the awkward situation, saying, "Big sister, I just needed a little help from Sister Weiwei with my makeup. You wouldn't mind, right?"
Jing Qian smiled while looking at Jing Lu, who was once again acting like a white lotus b*tch. This was such a childish move.
"What if I said I do?"
