Drifting Towards You

Angel closed her eyes beautifully, and couldn't wait to see if Su Xiangwan would still be so arrogant after waiting for that face to be ruined. At that time, she must have no capital to seduce Mu Beiting.

And this time, a makeup artist finished his work and came over to make Su Xiang evening makeup.

But before long, there was a commotion on Angel's side.

Soon after the makeup artist put the powder on her with a puff, Angel felt a fiery pain on her face, and she subconsciously reached out to touch her face.

"What are you using for me! Why is my face so hot!"

Angel had a bad temper and pushed the makeup artist away.

The makeup artist staggered a few steps before standing still, looking at Angel's face with some trepidation: "Ann...Miss An...you...your face."

Angel couldn't help reaching out and scratching her face, frowning and saying, "What's wrong with my face."

"You...your face..."

Angel turned around impatiently, and after seeing herself in the mirror, her face turned white and her eyes were full of horror: "My face! My face!!!"

I saw the small face that was originally marked as a pleasant one. At this moment, it was red and swollen, and the redness looked like fish scales, which looked a little frightening.

Angel's whole body was shaking, covering her face with her hands, she felt more and more itching like burning cheeks.

I swept the cosmetics on the dressing table on the ground, and for a moment, the crackling sound continued.

"What is going on! What is going on here! What did you use for me! Why does my face become like this, why why!"

Angel's emotions were particularly agitated, and her whole body was shaking.

Many people stopped their movements, and others hurriedly called a doctor for help.

Su Xiangwan sat there calmly, she didn't know what Angel had added to the powder this time.

If it is the same as in the previous life, then in a year or so, she will gradually recover.

But if her mind was a little bit more vicious, and something completely disfigured was added, then she could only be blamed for harming others and herself, and she would suffer the consequences.

Someone went up to comfort her, and quickly called the emergency doctor from the crew.

Su Xiangwan just watched indifferently, neither falling into trouble, nor feeling pity.

But she knew that this farce against herself might not be over yet.

After checking for a while, the doctor frowned and said, "Are you saying that the cheeks start to itch after putting on makeup? I suspect there is a problem with the makeup."

Hearing this, Angel subconsciously looked at the powder box in the hands of the makeup artist.

Immediately, her pupils shrank, and it turned out to be... it turned out to be... the powder cake she left for Su Xiangwan.

But... but the one with the ingredients was right at Su Xiang's evening table, how could it run to his table.

Angel looked at Su Xiangwan subconsciously, Su Xiangwan curled her lips and smiled, and a sneer flashed through her eyes.

Angel's eye sockets suddenly became redder, and she stood up and pointed at her angrily: "It's you! It's you who hurt me, right! You must be the one who hurt me, you added something to my powder cake!"

For a while, everyone's eyes fell on Su Xiangwan, as if waiting for her to speak and give an explanation.

"Su Xiangwan, you bitch! You are so vicious! How dare you use this kind of indiscriminate means to harm me, I will not let you go, I will never let you go!"

Angel's body was shaking with anger, panic and horror. She didn't understand why the box of compact powder returned to her dressing table.

Her face...her face...

What should she do, what on earth should she do.

At this time, the director and others heard about the situation and rushed to the dressing room.