Afterwards, Lu checked herself in the mirror and then turned to look at him with wide eyes. She said, "Half an hour, and you have basically achieved nothing."
Her hair was only one inch shorter and still came till her shoulder. She had thought that she would see a new version of her with short hair but the result turned out to be different!
He did not know how to cut hair!
Jing Yiran was so tired that his wrist had started hurting, and his client did not like what he had done. His lips twitched and he said morosely, "What do you mean? Your hair is much shorter, can't you see the difference?"
"No, it is too long. Cut it more please."
"No more! It is the right length, making you look like a lady."
Lu did not care if she looked like a lady or not. Long hair would slow her down in crucial moments.
"My hair, my call. Long hair slows me down in fights and I am less powerful, then."
