"Huang Ningyue, you walk your Ghost Gate Path, I’ll cross my single-log bridge. If you still plan to shalessly bother , it’ll be ti for you to get kicked out of the entertainnt industry!"
I originally didn’t want to deal with her, but she just ca over to cause trouble for out of nowhere.
Huang Ningyue’s face instantly turned pale; her expression changed in a split second.
She had known Qiao Xiaren wouldn’t treat her kindly, but she hadn’t expected her to be this blatant, not even caring to show a shred of courtesy.
Qiao Xiaren simply curled her lips indifferently: "Move aside!"
Huang Ningyue felt a wave of discomfort from the imposing aura and instinctively took a step back.
"Ningyue..."
Lu Shui, also a woman, tugged at Huang Ningyue’s sleeve, frightened, and the two soon walked off in another direction, looking sowhat disheveled.
Xixi, standing nearby, secretly gave Qiao Xiaren a thumbs-up.
Qiao Xiaren retracted her gaze: "Let’s head back."
So people might truly think too highly of themselves, always coming out of nowhere to pick a fight!
Phantom Kill finally comnced filming without a hitch, but the news of Qiao Xiaren stepping down from her role in the movie had already spread like wildfire online. Huang Ningyue smoothly secured the lead actress role, which should have left her radiant with joy. Strangely enough, though, negative news about her started surfacing one piece after another.
It was like a domino effect—after the Ma Bin incident, more scandals quickly followed. Huang Ningyue was exposed for nurous romantic affairs, transforming overnight from a pure and innocent starlet to a celebrity mocked for her wild, unrestrained personal life, both inside and outside the industry.
Huang Ningyue didn’t seem to care much; all she wanted was fa, and her sole desire was to beco an international film queen. Everything else didn’t matter to her in the slightest. Qiao Xiaren’s dostic film was essentially scrapped, but Guemov felt there were no issues and urged Qiao Xiaren to return to M Country, as she had a pile of pending matters awaiting her overseas.
On the flight, Qiao Xiaren didn’t cover her face but allowed her entire face to be fully visible.
The plane was quiet throughout, and Qiao Xiaren casually flipped through a magazine nearby.
"This year’s Fashion Week is already underway. Through video calls, I’ve coordinated with Yunduo and Annie about the clothing designs and hairstyles. Alice said she’s eager to do your makeup."
Ever since Alice beca Qiao Xiaren’s exclusive makeup artist, she’s been brimming with new inspiration every day. Unfortunately, without Qiao physically there, she can only use model photos to test her contouring techniques.
Qiao Xiaren smiled briefly: "I miss them too. I’ve been in S Country these past few days and haven’t had much free ti."
"Qiao, rest up on the flight for now."
"Alright."
Qiao Xiaren leaned back and closed her eyes to rest. A flight attendant handed her a blanket. She didn’t notice that soone a few rows behind her was sketching.
It was a clean-cut S Country youth flying back to M Country to continue his studies in sketching art. He not only enjoyed photography but loved drawing, especially expressing real-world objects in a dreamy style that captivated his audience.
Feeling bored on the flight, he pulled out his sketchbook to doodle but found himself completely uninspired. Then, by chance, he glanced at the girl who had boarded earlier and couldn’t help staring at her profile.
Within five minutes, he picked up his pencil and started earnestly sketching the young girl’s outline. The magic of portrait sketching lies in its ability to vividly convey the defining features of a person’s face.
A flight lasting over ten hours landed deep into the night at the international airport.
Yunduo and Annie had already been waiting there for about half an hour before picking up Qiao Xiaren and Guemov. Everyone looked exhausted, and Qiao Xiaren planned to rest at her apartnt for a while.
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