Mu Lingchuan smiled faintly, without saying a word.
This girl, it seems Hu Xuefei has taught her well.
This time, her performance is at least better than the last.
The wait was long, and Mu Lingchuan casually picked up a photography magazine on the table to read.
Women really take a long time putting on makeup, it's been nearly two hours without noticing.
Mu Lingchuan already finished all the magazines here, and his patience was gradually wearing thin with the wait.
Suddenly, he stood up from the sofa.
"Mr. Mu, where are you going?"
"To take a look."
Striding out, he headed towards the makeup room.
"Mr. Mu, you can't just enter the makeup room, Mr. Mu..."
Mu Lingchuan paid no attention, after two hours, he started to worry inexplicably about Zimo.
Reaching the makeup room door, he pushed it open and walked in directly.
Inside the makeup room, several people were busy.
The door suddenly opened, and they all looked over here in shock.
