“Ah Mian?”Yun Xiangxiang noticed that something was wrong with song Mian’s expression, and her jaw tightened. This was a sign that he was extremely angry.
As if afraid of scaring his son, Song Mian restrained his anger and stood up. He walked up to Zhou Jie and said, “Give me all the cosmetics that you’ve thought of.”
Even though Zhou Jie still did not know song Mian’s background, she still felt that song Mian had an imposing aura. Before her brain could react, both of her hands had already packed up all of Yun Xiangxiang’s cosmetics, she handed the box to Song Mian.
Song Mian turned her leg slightly and stopped. She walked in front of He Xingzhou and stretched out her hand. “I want to see your cosmetics.”
He Xingzhou was still a little confused. He nodded and winked at his makeup artist. The makeup artist handed the unopened makeup bag to Song Mian.
“Do I Need It?”Seeing that song Mian was about to leave, ye Zitong quickly asked. Her face was filled with confusion.
