Li Qiyu pinched her hair: "Miss Ye's forehead is broad, with bangs that lightly droop on either side."
Ye Zhilu's eyes lit up; her face shape wasn't suited for bangs, yet without them, her forehead looked too prominent.
How had she never thought about leaving some hair over the temples?
The international stylists she hired only came up with the most avant-garde hairstyles without considering what suited her.
"Your aura leans towards mature but still carries a hint of innocence; straight hair is too stiff for you, and curls are too mature."
"Exactly, Miss Li is absolutely right," Ye Zhilu said, shedding her pride to ask, "How can this be resolved?"
Li Qiyu smiled slightly: "Straight with curl; just a slight curl here and here will be okay."
As Ye Zhilu smoothed her hair in the mirror, indeed, following Li Qiyu's advice, her face seemed more delicate.
There was a styling house in the mall. Li Qiyu snapped her fingers, indicating the clerk to pack the clothing.
