Personal Makeup Artist For A Top Celebrity - Chapter 015

Personal Makeup Artist For A Top Celebrity
Chapter 015 – Improvised Performance (2)

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“Hello.” Jiang Yun took the phone from the butler and spoke in an unusually elegant tone.

Even the bodyguard, hearing their boss sound so gentle for the first time, couldn’t help but shiver.

After hesitating for a moment, he still forced himself to report everything honestly.

“Bastard!” Jiang Yun’s expression twisted instantly.

She grabbed her phone and slammed it hard into the corner of the room, smashing a priceless antique vase in the process.

Still not satisfied, she stormed over to the row of haute couture gowns, tearing at them furiously and cutting them into pieces with scissors.

Only after venting all her anger did she pick up a new phone and call the bodyguard again.

“Find out who the woman is with Zexi,” she said coldly.

She wanted to see exactly what kind of woman dared to compete with her for a man.

After entering the room, Lin Zexi loosened a few buttons and took off his suit jacket, preparing to shower.

“Boss, where’s my reward?” Shen Yiyi followed behind him, reminding him of the deal he still hadn’t fulfilled.

“Tomorrow,” Lin Zexi said suddenly, stopping in his tracks.

Shen Yiyi didn’t react in time and bumped straight into his back.

“Why tomorrow? Didn’t Huang Kankan say the performance ends once we enter the room?” She rubbed her nose through her mask. It stung a little.

“Who told you it’s over?” Lin Zexi asked calmly.

“Brother Kankan,” she answered honestly.

Lin Zexi glanced back at her. “Is he the boss, or am I the boss?”

“……” Shen Yiyi immediately felt she had been tricked.

“Boss, are you trying to deduct my salary? I just graduated, I can barely afford food,” she said, switching to a pitiful tone.

“Did the crew starve you?” Lin Zexi asked, unusually patient, even continuing the conversation for a few extra seconds.

“Boss, I don’t even have money to buy your makeup products anymore. That’ll affect your looks, and you’ll lose fans,” Shen Yiyi continued her dramatic performance.

“I also can’t afford clothes. If I dress too poorly, it’ll damage your image,” she added seriously.

Lin Zexi walked into the bathroom. Shen Yiyi followed right in, and he started unbuttoning his shirt at the collar.

“Out. I’m going to shower.”

“I’ll go back to my room then,” Shen Yiyi instantly switched to a dejected expression, like she had just been rejected.

“The extra scene isn’t finished yet. You don’t want the money anymore?” Lin Zexi said calmly.

“Still have to act as a couple? Where are we performing? Can I get paid after we finish?” she asked thoughtfully.

“Where do you want to perform?” he asked back.

“Are we going out?” Shen Yiyi immediately got nervous.

“Boss, you’re a public figure. If reporters catch us, I’ll get cyberbullied by your fans. You have like ninety million followers, one spit from them could drown me.”

……Lin Zexi frowned, clearly displeased as he looked at Shen Yiyi.

“You’d better leave tomorrow morning.” he said, continuing to unbutton his shirt.

“Tomorrow morning?” Shen Yiyi blinked. “Boss, where am I supposed to sleep tonight?”

She already knew this money wasn’t easy to earn.

It was her own fault anyway, she had spent all her savings in Central and, in a moment of weakness, agreed to act as his girlfriend.

“Find somewhere to stay. Get out. Do you want to watch me shower?” Lin Zexi said impatiently.

“Boss, remember to pay me tomorrow,” Shen Yiyi quickly reminded him and slipped out before he could lose his temper.

She walked around the suite and quickly realized her only option was the sofa.

Exhausted from the whole day, she lay down without even removing her makeup, staring at the crystal chandelier above her until she fell asleep.

After his shower, Lin Zexi came out wearing casual loungewear, droplets of water still sliding down his hair.

He took a towel and slowly dried it, then suddenly remembered Shen Yiyi was still outside. 

“Yiyi, wake up. We’re leaving,” Huang Kankan said, shaking her lightly.

“…We’re going back already? What time is it?” Shen Yiyi rubbed her eyes, still groggy.

“Our flight is at 9 a.m. We need to go.”

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