Zhu Jiao pretended to hold her waist and wanted to make an issue out of Song Qingyou's cat causing her to fall, but Luo Hongqing came over and urged her, "The filming is about to start. Hurry up."
"Director Luo…" Zhu Jiao leaned on the chair and looked at Luo Hongqing pitifully.
"Zhu Jiao, what's wrong with you? Song Qingyou's makeup has been done for a long time, and the makeup artist is here. Why haven't you put on your makeup yet?"
"No, Director Luo, just now…"
"I don't want to hear any explanations. If you can film, then film it. If not, then get lost!"
Luo Hongqing had entered work mode. Not only did his temper become several times worse, but his face was also scary.
Zhu Jiao didn't dare to make a fuss and sat down obediently in front of the dressing table.
Song Qingyou and Zhao Yingnan looked at each other and smiled.
Without Zhong Jiayin's support, Zhu Jiao finally calmed down.
