The corners of Wei Xueying's lips curled up in disdain. She retracted her gaze and said coldly, "There are many beautiful people in the entertainment industry. How many of them can stand out? They're just flower vases."
"That's true." The assistant had been with her for almost a year and knew her temper well. He knew how to make her happy. Thus, he immediately looked away and said disdainfully, "She's just average-looking. There are so many passersby like her outside. She's not even half as good-looking as you."
Wei Xueying felt much better after hearing his words. She retracted her gaze arrogantly and stopped looking at Qiao Nian.
The assistant looked at the time on his watch and said anxiously, "Let's go in. Otherwise, we won't be able to make it in time for the makeup."
Wei Xueying nodded and followed her assistant into the television station.
She was one of the most popular female idols who had recently debuted on a popular show.
