Lin Yiqian stretched her hands to the back of her head as she removed the hairband on the bun of hair. Her long black hair fell well below her shoulders like soft silk.
From her reflection in the mirror, Lin Yiqian's face appeared even fairer and well-proportioned in contrast to her long black hair. She looked like a character from a painting.
The moment her hair came loose, Fang Heyang was stunned by the sight of her beauty.
Lin Yiqian took a look at her own reflection in the mirror before speaking to the old man with a decisive tone. "Cut it short."
The old man was also rather stunned by her long hair. "You must have kept this for years."
As he spoke, he lifted a handful of Lin Yiqian's hair.
"Will it affect your technique in cutting hair?" Lin Yiqian asked.
She sounded somewhat emotional.
Fang Heyang frowned at the old man. "Hey, just do as you're told."
"Fine then."
