It was already noon when Xing Jiuan finished styling her hair. She looked at her new hairstyle carefully.
Her hair was not cut shorter. Her slightly long hair was done in a one-time curl. Her hair was a little fluffy, and she looked very soft.
Her eyes were exquisite, but her gaze was a little cold. She had weakened the softness of her hair, looking high and mighty but not approachable.
She was beautiful, valiant, and cool!
"This hairstyle suits you very well," the hairdresser said with a smile as he looked at the cold-looking Xing Jiuan in the mirror.
Xing Jiuan would come with Qin Ge occasionally. He was also a little familiar with Xing Jiuan. Although she seemed cold now, he knew that Xing Jiuan was very easy to get along with.
Moreover, she loved to smile when she came here in the past.
Xing Jiuan smiled. "No matter what hairstyle I have, it suits me well."
