He Yuan brought me to Michellejin, a famous hairdressing salon near the school. I don't have money…Before He Yuan pushed open the door and entered, I wanted to tell him the truth that I didn't have the money to do my hair. After all, it was not embarrassing to have no money. Then, then…
"I don't have money."
But for some reason, I felt extremely embarrassed after I finished speaking. He Yuan burst out laughing. Are you mocking me?
"Who said you need to spend money? Don't worry, just treat that money as my investment in you.”
I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. This shop was decorated very luxuriously, and one could tell at a glance that the price was not cheap. Several hairstylists came out to welcome us when they saw us walk in.
"Yo, is it He Yuan?"
A woman in her forties with a bun on her head smiled and greeted He Yuan. This person was probably Michelle Jin.
"It seems like it's time to do my hair again.”
The store manager stroked He Yuan's hair and said.
"Compared to me, she has to trouble you more today.”
Only then did she realize that there were many changes in my manager's eyes. First of all, who was this? Ugly village girl! And then, He Yuan's girlfriend? Then, since he was He Yuan's friend, he naturally had to treat him with courtesy!
"He Yuan's friend?" (It's different from what I imagined. It seems that I'm not wrong to think that I'm He Yuan's girlfriend.)
"Yes, please design a beautiful hairstyle for her.”
"Okay, I'll make her very beautiful. Miss, come with me."
I followed the manager and sat on the chair that the manager had prepared for me. My reflection in the mirror was a stark contrast to the manager's. Ah! If she had known that she was so haggard, she would have dressed neatly!
He Yuan sat down on the chair beside me. He seemed to be a regular here, and everyone here knew his taste.
"Hmm…Miss, your face is a little thin. A wavy hairstyle suits you better.”
Did this store manager grow up eating foreign ink? Why does your tongue always roll when you talk! A few hairdressing assistants also came to help the manager with my hair. One moment, she sprayed hair conditioner, and the next moment, she combed her hair here and there. He Yuan, who was beside him, seemed to be tidying his hair. From time to time, I would use the hot machine to make hair, and from time to time, I would apply cooling medicine on my hair…Gradually, I fell asleep.
"Done."
A few hours later, I was woken up by the manager's voice. Ah! Is this me? Was it really me? How could the beautiful girl reflected in the mirror be Jiang Haiyin? He Yuan, who was standing behind him, also put on a rather satisfied expression. Ah…he finally saw hope! I look pretty good too... my hair has changed from my old black coat into a new, delicate brown.
I was pleasantly surprised. I gracefully walked out of Michellejin with He Yuan with my charming long hair fluttering in the wind. He Yuan's hair on his forehead did not change at all. Ah, Shen Heyuan, you can't ignore my existence now, can you?
"Consider yourself lucky. Originally, the owner of Michellejin only did hair for her regular customers.”
"Alright, it's all thanks to you. Thank you.”
"It's really fortunate to see a 1% chance.”
Would it kill you to praise me occasionally? I pouted and wanted to ask him.
"Where are we going?"
"I'll help you solve other problems."
He Yuan led me to the SHY clothing store this time. Did this guy have nowhere to spend his money?
" Ding Ling..." As soon as he pushed open the door of the clothing store, he heard a pleasant ringtone. The sparkling marble floor and the spacious and gorgeous interior made it obvious that this was a high-end clothing store.
"Sis, I'm here."
I looked in the direction of He Yuan's shout and saw a beautiful woman around 25 years old walking towards us. Wait a minute, he looks like He Yuan! Was she her biological sister?
"Shen Heyuan, why are you in my clothing store?”
"I want to buy about five pieces of clothes.”
"Who wears it? (Looking at me) Miss?"
"Yes, this is my friend Jiang Haiyin (pointing at me) and this is my sister Shen Heyan.”
Shin Hyeon…SHY…Ah, that's why the shop is called SHY. Sister He Yan used her glowing eyes to examine me. Then there was an expression that showed that her hairstyle did not match her clothes.
"Hmm…what style do you like?”
Sister He Yan started to pick out clothes for me to hang on the hanger. Not long after, she picked out five shirts and dresses.
"These clothes should suit you very well. Come over and give it a try."
"Hmm? Ah, yes…"
I've always hated trying on clothes, but for the sake of He Yuan, who had put in so much effort, I had to endure it.
So I picked up the dress Sister He Yan had picked for me and walked into the changing room. It was a white and soft dress. I don't know why I felt that it didn't match, so I walked out of the locker room with my head lowered.
Ah! A sense of inferiority and awkwardness pressed on me. Although I was already standing in front of He Yuan and He Yan, I didn't hear a single comment from them. I probably thought it was too funny and forgot what to say. Although I was a little embarrassed, I slowly raised my head and asked,
"Isn't it inappropriate?"
"It's really beautiful."
I thought Sister He Yan was praising me, but those words came from He Yuan's mouth. I suddenly felt my face turn red. I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do. I just smiled foolishly.
"Sister, pick five dresses that are similar to that one.”
Another five? Ha, this price is not cheap…Is this kid crazy? He Yuan paid with his shiny red credit card and left the clothing store with me with five large shopping bags. There were more than five shopping bags because I was holding two more in my hand.
"As the saying goes, clothes make the man.”
He Yuan looked at me and said. I couldn't resist He Yuan's stubbornness. I came out wearing that white dress.
"Am I pretty?"
After saying that, I regretted it. Why did she make such a mushy sound? He Yuan only looked elsewhere and coughed a few times before saying,""Let's go eat."
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