Cao Yaoyao's dry and lifeless eyes flashed with a trace of malice. Chen Wei'er had won first place twice in a row. Today, she would wait for Chen Wei'er to fall from grace during the finals.
Thereafter, Cao Yaoyao slowly opened her backpack and naturally took out her cosmetics. She quietly opened the lid of the foundation and placed it on the edge of the table. Then, she took out a moisturizer and wiped her face. However, her movements were too big, and she was too careless. She accidentally touched the foundation liquid on the edge of the table.
However, it just happened to fall into the bag that Chen Wei'er had placed by her feet. Inside was Chen Wei'er's costume for the upcoming performance.
"Ah!" Cao Yaoyao cried out in shock. She hurriedly took out the half-filled bottle of foundation from the bag and apologized with an aggrieved expression, "Wei'er, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to."
