If Xu Yiyi had been maliciously plotted against, she would never let it go!
Xu Qingqing told Xu Yiyi to wait for her where she was, then quietly ran back to the door of the dressing room.
Seeing that everyone had left and having no more concerns, the makeup artist started to negotiate terms with Zhang Xiaolu.
"Teacher Zhang, I just gave the used contact lenses to Xu Yiyi as you instructed. Don't forget to arrange a job for me."
"Don't worry. Since you've helped me, I won't treat you badly."
Then came a woman's arrogant and selfish voice.
Xu Qingqing was lying on the door and happened to hear this conversation. She clenched her fists in anger and wished she could rush in and tear the two bitches apart.
But in order to obtain evidence, Xu Qingqing tried hard to calm herself down. She took out the recording pen she always carried with her and quietly slipped it under the door.
"Teacher Zhang, I don't understand why we have to give him the used contact lenses?" the makeup artist frowned and asked.
The contact lenses were the best ones. Even if they were used two or three times, there wouldn't be much of a problem.
Hearing the makeup artist's question, a cruel and evil smile appeared on Zhang Xiaolu's face.
"I secretly added a bit of menthol oil to those contact lenses. That poor kid is in for a bad time."
There was a cruel sense of pleasure in Zhang Xiaolu's words.
Hearing Zhang Xiaolu's boastful words, Xu Qingqing couldn't bear it any longer. She kicked open the door and rushed in. She grabbed Zhang Xiaolu by the collar and slapped her hard twice.
"Ah, what are you doing!"
The makeup artist on the side saw Xu Qingqing rushing in and beating someone, so she quickly tried to stop her.
Xu Qingqing didn't say a word. She pushed the makeup artist away forcefully, then took off the high - heels on her feet and beat the two of them with the heels.
Zhang Xiaolu was completely stunned. She never expected Xu Qingqing to suddenly rush in and beat her. She weakly tried to block with her hands while trying to escape.
But how could Xu Qingqing let them get away so easily.
Just thinking about her son wearing the contact lenses with menthol oil on them, Xu Qingqing wished she could cut them into pieces.
When Xu Qingqing was abroad, she had been working out regularly. Moreover, since she often restored antiques and carried them around by herself, she was stronger than an ordinary girl.
These two people who did delicate work were no match for Xu Qingqing at all. They were being beaten by Xu Qingqing, and she was completely on the offensive.
Zhang Xiaolu tried to fight back, but before she could even touch Xu Qingqing, she got another slap on the face.
Zhang Xiaolu's daughter, Xiaotian Tian, saw her mother being beaten and started to cry loudly.
The scene was in complete chaos. By the time other staff members came to stop the fight.
Zhang Xiaolu and the makeup artist had several shoe prints on their bodies. Their hair was all torn, and there were finger marks on their faces to varying degrees.
Xu Qingqing was pulled away by several staff members. The stagehand girl from before stood in the middle to prevent Xu Qingqing from rushing up and beating them again.
Zhang Xiaolu covered her face with one hand and pointed at Xu Qingqing and scolded angrily: "You crazy woman! How dare you beat people!"
"You bitch, this is the mother of the model you found! She beat me and the makeup artist like this!"
The makeup artist was also injured. She covered her face and cried: "Ms. Xu, why did you beat me? Is it just because I was late for Xu Yiyi's makeup?"
"Wuwuwu, if you think I'm not doing my job well, you can complain about me. Why did you beat people!"
With the two of them crying and injured, while Xu Qingqing only had a bit of messy hair and no injuries on her body.
Naturally, the staff members who came to stop the fight sided with Zhang Xiaolu and the makeup artist.
The stagehand girl looked at Xu Qingqing with a gloomy face. Seeing that Xu Qingqing still looked defiant and ready to fight, she said angrily.
"Ms. Xu, I've already apologized to you for the makeup artist's lateness. Why did you still beat people?"
"Wuwuwu... Mom..."
Xiaotian Tian ran crying into Zhang Xiaolu's arms. Zhang Xiaolu picked up the child, and the mother - daughter pair cried together.
"Xiaotian Tian, are you scared! Mom is sorry. Mom shouldn't have taken this job..."
The stagehand felt even angrier seeing how pitiful Xiaotian Tian was crying. She was convinced that the cold - faced Xu Qingqing was a heartless woman.
Bah, she must have been blind just now to think that Xu Qingqing was gentle!
Meanwhile, Xu Yiyi, who had been waiting on the side, ran over with Xu Qingqing's bag. She looked worriedly to see if Xu Qingqing was injured.
"Ms. Xu, there are kids here. Don't you think your behavior is too much?"
The stagehand said angrily, and the other staff members all nodded in agreement, completely regarding Xu Qingqing as the villain.
Xu Qingqing bit her lips tightly. She squatted down and pulled Xu Yiyi into her arms. Seeing Xu Yiyi's red - rimmed eyes, her nose felt sore, and she choked with sobs as she said,
"Her child is a child, but isn't my child also a child?"
Xu Qingqing tried desperately not to let her tears fall, but she couldn't control herself. She felt heart - broken for Xu Yiyi and her face was covered in tears.
God knows how sad and self - reproachful she felt when she heard that the contact lenses Xu Yiyi wore had been maliciously dropped with menthol oil.
It was all her fault!
If she hadn't told Xu Yiyi that he needed to get used to it, Xu Yiyi might have told her as soon as he felt uncomfortable at the beginning.
Hearing Xu Qingqing's words, Zhang Xiaolu was sure that Xu Qingqing must have heard the conversation between her and the makeup artist.
Although Zhang Xiaolu's heart was pounding, she tried to comfort herself.
Xu Qingqing had no evidence to prove that it was her who put the menthol oil in the contact lenses.
The makeup artist on the side saw Xu Qingqing crying. Her face wrinkled up nervously, and the wounds on her body were burning with pain.
Seeing Xu Qingqing crying, the stagehand girl couldn't help but feel pity: "Ms. Xu, what on earth happened?"
Xu Qingqing sniffed and wiped the tears off her face, trying hard to calm herself down.
Xu Qingqing stood up, her voice trembling with anger: "When my son first put on the contact lenses, his eyes felt uncomfortable. I thought it was just because he wasn't used to them."
"But later, when I took off the contact lenses for Yiyi, I smelled the menthol oil on them."
"I wanted to ask the makeup artist about it. Then I heard Zhang Xiaolu and the makeup artist talking at the door of the dressing room..."
At this point, Xu Qingqing's body trembled slightly with anger.
If it weren't for the people around her holding her back, she would definitely rush up and slap Zhang Xiaolu two more times.
"Heard what?" the stagehand girl asked nervously.
How could there be the smell of menthol oil in the contact lenses?
The other employees around also understood what was going on, and their gazes fell on Zhang Xiaolu and the makeup artist.
"I heard that Zhang Xiaolu deliberately asked the makeup artist to give my son the contact lenses her daughter had used, and she even put menthol oil on them!"
In the end, Xu Qingqing still couldn't control her anger. She struggled with all her might to break free from the staff members holding her back, then rushed up and slapped Zhang Xiaolu and the makeup artist two more times.