He Yuqing noticed that Ye Qiu had suddenly fallen silent, and she thought that Ye Qiu might have mistaken her for that kind of person.
He Yuqing didn't say anything more and just focused on washing Ye Qiu's hair, making sure the pressure was just right. Ye Qiu lay there with his eyes closed, but he could hear the hair-washers around him discussing the hair-washer who had just left from station number three.
"What do they mean by 'smuggling'?"
Ye Qiu asked.
The hair-washers were all saying that the hair-washer from station number three must have gone out 'smuggling' during working hours, something Ye Qiu couldn't understand.
"I'm not quite sure,"
He Yuqing knew, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Moreover, she was simply there to wash hair; whatever her colleagues did was none of her business.
After washing Ye Qiu's hair twice and giving him a massage, the hair cutting process for Ye Qiu was complete. Next would be the styling and massage services.
