Sister Liu looked hesitant, while the smile on An Rong's face grew increasingly radiant. However, the gaze she cast towards Sister Liu was icy cold, causing Sister Liu's body to stiffen, leaving her speechless.
"Sister Liu, you don't need to worry. It's just a set of cosmetics, and no one can blame you for it. I also use these cosmetics myself. You used them after me and then on Miss Huo. If any issues arise, it's due to the skin, different people's skin requires different cosmetics. If Miss Huo is allergic to my cosmetics, it's her problem, not yours."
An Rong wore a serene smile, looking harmless, yet her words sounded cold and sinister, making Sister Liu shiver inwardly despite her expressionless face.
"What, Sister Liu, you don't want to? Hmm?" An Rong's voice was gentle and soft, but to Sister Liu, it sounded like a thunderclap.
