sigh, young master huo had been really good to him all these years. the thought of leaving young master huo made him so sad, so sad, so sad!
She put on her suit and tidied up her hair as young master Huo had instructed.
However, it didn't look any different.
suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
special assistant luo went to open the door and saw that it was the familiar huo family's personal stylist.
"hey, why are you here today?" special assistant luo was shocked.
There wasn't any banquet today, and young master Huo and young Madam probably didn't need any styling.
the stylist chuckled. " i'm here today to style you. "
the man's appearance was not complicated. under special assistant luo's shocked and uncomfortable state, it was done in about 20 minutes.
He was shocked when he saw the slight curls on his head and his flaxen hair.
didn't this look like an oppa from h country? It doesn't suit him, Yingluo.
