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Chapter 12

    Ji Xiaoyan had actually been guarding outside just now, waiting for the boss's orders at any time.

    Unexpectedly, he vaguely heard his wife's raised voice, and he couldn't hear what was said. But as a dedicated assistant, he confirmed that there was no one else around, Lin Linger in the dressing room next door had already left, and no one could hear the suspected quarrel in the boss's dressing room.

    Ji Xiaoyan was really surprised.

    He didn't expect that a person as gentle as a wife would quarrel with the boss.

    What was even more surprising was the slap marks on the boss's face—

    obviously it was from his wife.

    But the boss really deserves to be born in a wealthy family that fights openly and secretly. With a bright slap print on his face, he said without changing his expression: "The other wife's down jacket has been left behind. You can return it to her." Ji Xiaoyan came back from the parking lot

    . , giving full play to his professional assistant skills, as if he couldn't see the slap print on the boss's right face, he replied, "Boss, return the down jacket to the wife.

    " A bucket of ice cubes was taken out of the refrigerator, which was originally used to serve champagne. He skillfully took out the gauze from the simple first aid kit, wrapped five or six ice cubes, and slowly applied ice to the palm print.

    Ji Xiaoyan didn't expect the boss to be so skillful in his movements. He heard that among the grandsons of Xinglong Group, Qin Mingyuan was one of the unfavored ones, and he didn't know if there were any miserable memories under the skilled movements.

    Ji Xiaoyan's brain is very good.

    At this moment, Qin Mingyuan asked in a neutral tone: "What did Madam tell you?"

    Ji Xiaoyan came back to his senses and said, "I didn't say anything, just thanked me, it's no different from before." He trotted out with his wife, his slender high-heeled shoes looked like hot wheels, because he walked too fast, he didn't see her expression clearly, and he didn't expect to slap the boss.

    I don't know what the boss thought of, his expression suddenly became indifferent, and he said to him: "Come to make a foundation."

    Ji Xiaoyan immediately understood the meaning, dipped the liquid foundation on the puff, and carefully wiped the entire face evenly. I'm going to use concealer to cover up the slight red marks.

    He was about to explain what to do when the makeup artist saw him during filming tomorrow, when someone knocked on the door.

    Tan Mingfeng's voice sounded.

    "It's me."

    Qin Mingyuan said, "Come in."

    As soon as Tan Mingfeng came in, he saw the slap marks on Qin Mingyuan's face that had faded several times, and immediately looked at Ji Xiaoyan.

    Ji Xiaoyan coughed lightly, and said, "I wasn't photographed, it was..."

    His wife beat me.