When Lin Shasha heard this, her first reaction was to pick up the powder puff and prepare to touch up her makeup in front of the mirror.
Her assistant was guarding the door for her while reporting: "Sister Shasha, when Miss Qiao came to cause trouble, I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I called Mr. Qiao's assistant directly. But I didn't say that Miss Qiao had an argument with you. I said that Miss Qiao showed up for no reason and had an argument with Director Su..."
Lin Shasha's assistant is a veteran assigned to her by the company, who is well versed in intrigue.
She knew that only if Lin Shasha held on to Master Qiao, the higher she climbed, the better off she would be.
Therefore, when it comes to currying favor with Mr. Qiao, the assistant is as attentive as Lin Shasha.
"Well done." Lin Shasha curled her lips and was about to touch up her makeup.
But the hand that opened the foundation box suddenly stopped.
“Sister Shasha, you… you should put on some makeup quickly. Your face is swollen…” The assistant saw Lin Shasha standing there motionless and quickly reminded her.
However, I didn't dare to say out loud what I thought in my heart: "My swollen face is so ugly and doesn't look good."
"No, why should I put on makeup... I should swell up so that Master Qiao can see it..." Lin Shasha closed the powder box and placed it heavily on the table.
Then she casually combed her hair to make her wavy curls look messy but not disheveled, making her look more pitiful and less miserable.
She had just finished fixing her hair when she heard footsteps reaching the dressing room door.
Lin Shasha pinched her thigh hard, her eyes instantly turned red, and her eyes were filled with tears.
She quickly took out a small bottle of perfume from her bag.
It was the same packaging as the bottle of orange blossom fragrance that was broken by Qiao Muer just now.
However, breaking that bottle was the formal one.
The one in her hand was a small bottle, portable.
After spraying it on her body a few times quickly, Lin Shasha turned her head.
"Mr. Qiao..."
When Qiao Mo's cold and stern figure appeared outside the door frame, Lin Shasha was already crying and rushed up to him with a face full of grievance.
The woman's mature and well-proportioned body pressed forward, hugged Qiao Mohan's arms, and then rubbed hard against the man's body.
Lin Shasha is well aware of her advantages as a woman. Even though Mr. Qiao has never taken it that far with her, she is the woman who has stayed with Mr. Qiao the longest.
What's more, doesn't she have a 'trump card'
The moment Lin Shasha pounced on Qiao Mohan, Qiao Mohan, who usually hugged her happily, was very abnormal today and subconsciously wanted to push her away.
The big palm was about to block Lin Shasha’s approach.
Suddenly, I smelled a familiar scent of orange blossom.
That's the smell.
Every time he smelled this fragrance, all the impatience and anger in Qiao Mohan's heart would be inexplicably soothed.
He blocked Lin Shasha's big palm, touched her waist and hugged her.
Qiao Mohan lowered her eyes, her wicked and lazy phoenix eyes sparkling with sexiness and allure.
“What’s wrong? Have you been wronged? Why are you crying so sadly…” Qiao Mohan has always been kind and gentle to women. Pampering and coaxing women is almost his subconscious instinctive reaction.
However, while he was coaxing Lin Shasha, his eyes were glancing coldly at the dressing room.
He glanced around and didn't see the two figures that concerned him. Before Lin Shasha could complain, he asked in a deep voice, "Where's Mu'er? Didn't you say she was coming? Why is she gone?"
If it wasn't for Qiao Muer, Qiao Mohan would never have shown up so quickly.
When she heard Qiao Mohan mention Qiao Muer, a sinister look flashed across Lin Shasha's lowered eyes.
Then, he raised his face and said to Qiao Mohan in an aggrieved and pitiful tone: "Ms. Mu'er was taken away by Su Qing... I, I couldn't stop her. Qiao Shao, it's all my fault. I blame myself for being useless... I really tried my best..." (To be continued)