When Lin Shasha heard this, her first reaction was to pick up the powder and prepare to touch up her makeup in the mirror.
Her assistant guarded the door for her and reported: "Sister Shasha, when Ms. Qiao came to find fault, I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I called Mrs. Qiao's assistant directly. But I didn't say that Ms. Qiao had a dispute with you, I It is said that Ms. Qiao appeared out of nowhere and started arguing 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 Lin Shasha could hold onto Young Master Qiao, and the higher she climbed, the better she would be able to get along.
Therefore, the assistant was as diligent as Lin Shasha when it came to currying favor with Young Master Qiao.
"Well done." Lin Shasha pursed her lips, about to touch up her makeup.
But the hand that opened the foundation box suddenly stopped.
"Sister Shasha, you...you need to touch up your makeup. Your face is swollen..." Seeing Lin Shasha froze, the assistant quickly reminded her.
But I dare not say the phrase 'the swollen face is too ugly to look good' in my heart.
"No, what kind of makeup is it... It should be swollen for Qiao Shao to see..." Lin Shasha closed the powder box and placed it heavily on the table.
Then he straightened his hair casually, making his wavy hair look messy but not in a mess, more pitiful, less embarrassing.
She had just finished her hair when the sound of footsteps reached the door of the dressing room.
Lin Shasha pinched her thigh hard, her eyes turned red instantly, and her eyes were full of tears.
She quickly took out a small bottle of perfume from her small bag.
It was the same packaging as the bottle of orange blossom fragrance that Qiao Muer smashed just now.
It's just that breaking the bottle is formal.
In her hand is a small bottle, portable.
After quickly spraying her body a few times, Lin Shasha turned her head.
"Young Master Joe..."
The moment Jomo's cold and stern figure appeared outside the door frame, Lin Shasha was already crying and pounced on her face full of grievances.
The woman's mature and delicate body stuck to it, hugged Qiao Mohan's arms, and rubbed against the man's body vigorously.
Lin Shasha is well aware of her advantages as a woman. Even though Qiao Shao never made that step with her, she is the woman who has stayed by Qiao Shao's side for the longest time.
What's more, doesn't she still have a 'killer'
The first 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.
In the breath, I suddenly smelled the familiar fragrance of orange blossom.
This is the smell.
Every time he smells this fragrance, all the impatience and anger in Qiao Mohan's heart will be calmed inexplicably.
Blocking Lin Shasha's big palm, he touched her waist instead and hugged her.
Qiao Mohan lowered his eyes, and the sinister and lazy Danfeng eyes shimmered, revealing a sexy and seductive look.
"Why, wronged? Crying so sadly..." Qiao Mohan has always been fond of women, pampering women is almost his subconscious instinctive reaction.
However, she coaxed Lin Shasha with her mouth, but her eyes were coldly cast in the dressing room.
Glancing around, he didn't see the two figures that caught his attention. Before Lin Shasha could complain, she asked in a deep voice, "Where's Mu'er? Didn't it mean that she came over, why didn't she see anyone?"
If it wasn't for Qiao Muer, Qiao Mohan wouldn't have shown up so soon.
When Qiao Mohan mentioned Qiao Muer, Lin Shasha's downcast eyes flashed a hint of predation.
Then, he raised his face and said to Qiao Mohan in an aggrieved and pitiful tone: "Miss Mu'er was taken away by Su Qing... I, I can't stop it. Young Master Qiao, it's all my fault, it's useless to blame me... I Really tried my best…”