Ye Jiao quickly concealed her surprise; she walked over nonchalantly and sat in the chair, waiting for the makeup artist to touch up her makeup. She smiled and said, "Miss Gu, long time no see. Just yesterday, I was talking about you with Sister Luoxi and thought you wouldn't be coming."
Gu Qian glanced at her indifferently, clearly noticing the challenge in her eyes. Just the thought of the scene she had witnessed in the private club's room made her insides churn violently.
"Why wouldn't I come?"
Ye Jiao tilted her head to look at her. "Maybe because you seem fragile, as if you couldn't handle the hardships of being an assistant."
Gu Qian let out a cold laugh. "I don't find being an assistant that tough, no need for Miss Ye to worry."
Dismissed by her, Ye Jiao was not annoyed. She picked up the milk from the table, then suddenly her face changed. Covering her mouth, she hurried to the bathroom, and soon there were sounds of vomiting coming from inside.
