Xia Yinian was still enamored with her own face and didn't notice the commotion behind her.
Otherwise, she should have sensed something was amiss with the makeup artist.
"The latest research?" Xia Yinian questioned without doubt, seemingly just repeating the man's words.
A makeup trial, of course, is needed only for new products; there was no question about it.
Such an impressive ointment must sell for a high price, right?
It seemed like it wasn't something she needed to worry about, so Xia Yinian didn't think too much of it.
However, having the chance to participate in the making of such a miraculous ointment made her quite proud.
After admiring herself for a while, she turned and looked at the man behind her.
"Next, am I supposed to go out and show it to the company executives?"
Xia Yinian's turning made Gu Beicheng feel even more uncomfortable.
He coughed lightly, raised an eyebrow, and went to tidy up the things on the table.
