Hearing this, Chen Xiang was even angrier. She stood up and scolded, "Why is the production team so poor?! They can't even afford to hire two hairdressers?!"
"You came too late, so…"
Slap!
Before the hairstylist could finish speaking, Chen Xiang slapped her face.
"So you're blaming me?" Chen Xiang was very aggressive. The hairstylist covered her face and her eyes turned red, but she didn't dare to retort.
Mo Rao frowned and stood up to help the hairstylist. "Chen Xiang, there were indeed a few hairstylists just now. In addition, they're also people, so it's not good to hit them."
"Tsk, they're just servants." Chen Xiang rolled her eyes. "Yaoyao, call my exclusive makeup artist over. I don't want them to touch me with their dirty hands."
With that, she sat back in her chair and waited for her makeup artist to come.
Mo Rao looked at the hairstylist who was crying and brought her to a corner to comfort her. "Are you okay?"
