Yin Xi looked up and saw Meng Qi wearing a black mask, her expression noticeably panicked.
Bai Lin followed behind her, her head bowed respectfully.
"Do you know how many people's work you've delayed with your lateness? Our entire company staff had to work overtime at noon."
Fixing his gaze on her with chilling intensity, Qin Si Ye reclined on the sofa and crossed his legs.
It was a seemingly casual gesture, yet it exuded a bone-chilling coldness that made everyone's body and mind tremble involuntarily.
"I..." Meng Qi glanced at Yin Xi and mumbled, "If you had notified me last night, I would have rushed back overnight."
Upon hearing this, Qin Si Ye sat up slightly and said sternly, "Are you blaming us for notifying you late?
Since you signed a contract with the company, you should have stayed put and waited for notification.
Why were you running around aimlessly!"
"I..." Hearing this, Meng Qi knew Qin Si Ye was still angry about last night's events. She could only apologize humbly,
"I'm sorry. Si Ye Ge, I didn't mean it like that.
Fine, it's all my fault."
Just then, photographer Zhou rushed in, knocking on the door. "Mr. Qin, I heard the celebrity you were looking for has arrived. Hurry up and have her put on makeup."
"Mm." Qin Si Ye slowly stood up, glanced at Meng Qi, and said to Zhao Ze, "Take her to get ready."
With that, he walked towards the restroom.
Yin Xi had already tidied everything and planned to inform Qin Si Ye and leave once he came out.
However, as soon as the restroom door opened, before she could even speak, there was another knock on the door.
"Come in," Qin Si Ye said.
Photographer Zhou anxiously pushed the door open and said with a troubled expression, "Mr. Qin, Miss Meng Qi's face is injured. We can't possibly take pictures!"
"What? What happened?" Qin Si Ye asked, surprised.
At that moment, Meng Qi walked in from outside, covering her face, her voice choked with a sob. "Si Ye Ge, I... I wasn't careful when I went out last night and fell."
"Take your hand away," Qin Si Ye said, his gaze fixed on her with chilling coldness.
Meng Qi slowly lowered her hand, and Yin Xi couldn't help but look up.
Indeed, there was a small broken cut on her lip, slightly swollen, and a large bruise on her cheek.
It didn't look like she had fallen, but rather like she had been hit.
Could it be that those socialites, realizing they had been used by her, had sent someone to retaliate against her?
"Mr. Qin, as you can see. With Miss Meng Qi like this, we really can't take the photos," Photographer Zhou said, frowning.
Hearing this, Meng Qi suddenly said sharply, "Why can't you take the pictures? Don't you have post-production? You can fix it later."
"Miss Meng Qi, it's not as simple as you say." Photographer Zhou's face flushed with anger at her retort.
"The product we are promoting is a diamond necklace worth tens of millions. The picture cannot have even the slightest flaw.
While filters can cover the scars on your face, your expression will look very unnatural.
Mr. Qin is a perfectionist, and I don't think he would want to see such a picture, would he?"
After hearing his words, Meng Qi felt anxious and couldn't help but glance at Qin Si Ye, saying loudly,
"That only shows that your post-production team's ability is limited. You can..."
"Alright, stop arguing," Qin Si Ye suddenly interrupted her and said to Zhao Ze, who was standing behind them,
"Assistant Zhao, initiate the backup plan and notify the new artist you found to come over quickly."
"Yes." Zhao Ze immediately walked out to make a phone call after receiving the order.
"Si Ye Ge, you've already found someone to replace me. How could you do this?" Meng Qi's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Qin Si Ye said exasperatedly, "You've been having one problem after another since you returned to the country. I can't wait for you for a few more days.
The current situation is all your own fault for not cherishing the opportunity."
"I... I didn't not cherish it." Meng Qi bit her lip helplessly and aggrievedly,
"You also have some responsibility. Why didn't you tell me the shooting time in advance?"
Bai Lin, standing beside her, also felt indignant at this sight.
If Zhuo Sheng had confirmed the time earlier, she wouldn't have arranged for Meng Qi to go to Haicheng to attend a banquet yesterday.
"Are you telling me how to do my job? You..." Qin Si Ye's gaze was icy, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Zhao Ze, who pushed the door open.
"President, the artist I contacted has encountered a problem and cannot make it."