Ye Qiu had just finished cutting Yueru's hair, and as she looked at herself in the mirror, she hadn't realized before how much better she looked after Ye Qiu had styled her hair.
This realization dawned on the manager, the two assistant managers, and the other hairstylists, who now recognized that they were dealing with a hidden master of the trade.
By now, Xiao Binchao was too intimidated to make a sound because it was clear to anyone with eyes that the difference in the quality of the haircuts was stark.
Of course, the haircut Xiao Binchao had given Yueru wasn't ugly, but when compared to Ye Qiu's cut, it was a level below in every aspect.
Moreover, this was a gap that couldn't be bridged.
"Ye Qiu, from now on you're the one who will style my hair," Yueru said.
"Forget it, I don't have the time," Ye Qiu replied.
Yueru, who had just finished reading a high-end fashion magazine and was also done with her haircut, wanted to ask Ye Qiu for his opinion on how it turned out.
