Chapter 2287: what kind of godmother are you?

the bottles containing various cosmetics fell to the ground and shattered on the spot.

the liquid in the bottle flowed to the ground, and the scene was a mess.

however, regardless of whether it was the makeup artist or the other crew members of the chf, none of them dared to make a single sound. all of them were as silent as cicadas in winter.

annet directly flipped over a few dressing tables. she only felt a little better when she heard the continuous cracking sounds.

"damn you, fang ziqian! i'll never, ever ... let you go! just you wait, if you dare to provoke me, don't even think about staying in the fashion industry! i'll definitely make you beg me on your knees!"

" damn it! " annet gritted her teeth and cursed. she grabbed her bag and rushed out of the dressing room.

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on the other hand, fang ziqian and luo chenxi were holding hands as they left the backstage together. they were overjoyed.