"Lu Yinxing, you!"
Ruan Lianzhu was furious, her face painfully and unbearably itchy.
But her heart was wavering.
Xia Ye also walked over.
Xia Ye spoke up, "This matter indeed needs to be investigated. My sister's allergen yesterday was a kind of industrial rock wool, someone mixed it into the cosmetics. There shouldn't be many people who came into contact with the makeup artist's cosmetics. Testing the fingerprints on them should do it. Maybe if we catch the person who framed my sister, the one who framed Miss Ruan will also be caught. Although Miss Ruan's allergy is not quite similar to my sister's, it's very clear that this is the handiwork of the same person."
Ruan Lianzhu looked at the young man in front of her.
For some reason, she felt a little scared inside.
The rock wool was what she put into Sunny's cosmetics, and they must have her fingerprints on them.
Sunny has always cherished her cosmetics; ordinary people wouldn't touch them.
