Personal Makeup Artist For A Top Celebrity - Chapter 033

Personal Makeup Artist For A Top Celebrity
Chapter 033 – The Picky Top Star (3)

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“Wait here, I’ll get you some medicine,” Huang Kankan said quickly, already reaching for his medical kit.

“Shen Yiyi, you keep eating random things,” Lin Zexi frowned as he looked at her.

“Here, take this,” Huang Kankan said, handing her a cup of dissolved medication.

Shen Yiyi took it and drank it in one go. After catching her breath, she turned to Lin Zexi.

“Boss, let’s start the makeup.”

“Shen Yiyi, if you need to go to the restroom, go now. Don’t hold it in,” Lin Zexi said, his brows tightly furrowed.

“Boss, don’t talk. I need to finish your makeup quickly,” Shen Yiyi replied, forcing herself to ignore the cramping pain in her stomach and continuing her work.

Time was tight, and she endured the discomfort until she finally finished Lin Zexi’s makeup.

Only then did she let out a breath of relief.

“Boss, it’s time to go on stage,” Huang Kankan urged from the side.

“If your stomach still hurts, go see a doctor,” Lin Zexi said briefly before walking out.

Shen Yiyi held her stomach and sat down on the sofa.

Fortunately, Huang Kankan’s medicine had worked, the pain had already eased quite a bit.

After escorting Lin Zexi to the stage, Huang Kankan came back, wiping sweat from his forehead.

Seeing a cup of coffee on the table, he suddenly felt a bit thirsty, picked it up, and drank it, it was still warm.

“Wait—that’s mine,” Shen Yiyi said too late.

Huang Kankan had already taken a big sip.

“It’s fine, Yiyi. I don’t mind,” he said boldly.

“Yiyi, does your stomach still hurt? I can ask a staff member to take you to the hospital,” Huang Kankan said, looking at her slightly pale face with concern.

“I’m much better now,” Shen Yiyi replied weakly.

“You’re too weak. You should really start training with Boss every day,” Huang Kankan said.

Just as he finished speaking, a sudden wave of stomach pain hit him. He immediately clutched his abdomen.

“No… I need the restroom too.”

“So coincidentally?” Shen Yiyi stared at his hurried figure disappearing into the distance.

Lin Zexi’s concert was completely full.

Fans held silver light sticks engraved with his name, and the cheers were deafening, so loud it felt like the roof might be lifted off the venue.

Back in the dressing room, Huang Kankan had already run to the restroom several times.

His legs felt weak from it. Shen Yiyi even prepared another dose of the medicine for him.

After drinking it, he collapsed onto the sofa.

“Yiyi… where did that coffee come from?” he asked weakly.

“A staff member gave it to me,” Shen Yiyi said, staring at the cup thoughtfully.

“Could there be laxatives in it?” Huang Kankan asked weakly.

Ever since drinking that coffee, his stomach hadn’t stopped acting up.

“I don’t know,” Shen Yiyi said, frowning in confusion.

She hadn’t had any conflicts with the staff. Could it be a rival team trying to sabotage them?

During the concert, Lin Zexi came off stage midway to change costumes, and Shen Yiyi immediately got busy again.

The work continued until the very end of the performance.

After the concert ended, Shen Yiyi and Huang Kankan were both slumped on opposite sides of the sofa.

Neither of them looked well.

Lin Zexi walked in from backstage and saw his makeup artist and assistant lying on the sofa like defeated soldiers.

“Did you two eat something bad together?” he asked, puzzled.

“Boss… I think Yiyi’s coffee was off,” Huang Kankan said weakly, glaring at the cup on the table.

“We both drank it and ended up with stomach issues. What kind of grudge is this supposed to be?”

“Shen Yiyi, where did you get that coffee?” Lin Zexi asked.

“A staff member gave it to me,” she recalled.

Lin Zexi fell silent for a moment.

“Shen Yiyi, get up. We’re leaving,” he said finally, his tone tightening as he looked at her pale face, irritation slowly rising in his expression.

Shen Yiyi slowly stood up and dragged her injured leg forward.

“Your foot—what happened?” Lin Zexi and Huang Kankan asked at the same time.

“I slipped in the restroom. There was a lot of water on the floor. I don’t know who spilled it,” Shen Yiyi said, her knee clearly hurting.

Lin Zexi frowned deeply as he looked at her leg.

“Kankan, tell the staff to pull the security footage. Find out who gave Shen Yiyi that coffee, and find that woman.”

Anyone who dared to touch someone from his team had clearly gone too far.

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