Love is a disaster: Leng Shao chases his wife for 365 days

Chapter 82 Three Thousand Troubles

Except for Jing Siru who came to visit her from time to time, Shen Yixuan never appeared again.

Let's say he didn't have any intentions. Every day, he invites a special bruise doctor to come to treat her foot injury.

If he had a heart, not only was there no sign of him, there was not even a phone call or a text message.

People can't figure out whether he wants to pursue or retreat.

It made Su Yi flustered all the time, which was not a good feeling anyway.

Several times, she felt impulsive.

Wanted to call him and ask him what the hell it meant.

But every time she picked up the phone, she had already pressed his number, and she couldn't muster up the courage to dial it.

Contact him, if he is afraid that he is doing it on purpose, wait until you fall into his trick and send it to your door automatically.

Don't contact me, it seems that I am very uneducated, and I don't even know how to say an ordinary thank you.

It's really not human anymore.

Su Yi was furious, and wanted to find something to vent her inner depression, so she could only ask Jing Siru to come out and have her hair done together.

Women are like this, whether they are happy or unhappy, the first thing they do is they like to vent their anger with their hair.

If you don't toss and toss the three thousand threads of troubles, you won't be able to live in peace.

"Such beautiful hair, do you really want to cut it off?" the hair stylist asked with a regretful expression while holding the scissors in one hand and Su Yi's hair in the other.

"Cut it! Of course it has to be cut!" Su Yi, who was sitting on the hairdressing chair, spoke very resolutely.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, just trim it, but don't cut it too short. She doesn't feel sorry for such beautiful hair, but I do."

Jing Siru from the side was flipping through the fashion magazine at hand, while nervously yelling at Su Yi's side.

"Is it me who cuts the hair, or you?" Su Yi rolled her eyes and said angrily.

"Cut, when you cut your hair, do you want to see it yourself or show it to others?" Jing Siru responded very readily.

"The hair grows on my head, and I can cut whatever I like."

"You..." For a while, Jing Siru couldn't find anything to refute, so he could only hum a few times angrily, which made the hair stylist next to him laugh very kindly.

"That's all right. How about I make this lady shorter and make a slightly inward pear flower head for the shawl? It won't be cut too short, and the shape has also been changed. What do you think?" Su Yi said behind her back. The hair stylist, very thoughtful advice.

"Okay, it's settled like this." Jing Siru immediately clapped his hands and praised him greatly.

Su Yi laughed, and was about to say something when suddenly, a figure walked up to her and stopped.

"Su Yi, Jing Siru, if it's you—" a hesitant voice.

Su Yi turned her head and was a little surprised.

It turned out to be Lin Meizi, a classmate she hadn't seen since graduation.

Lin Meizi in front of her was wearing a red new winter dress from a certain high-end brand, paired with pleasant light makeup, she looked very enchanting and glamorous.

Su Yi couldn't react for a moment, but subconsciously blinked.

Jing Siru came to his senses, and after a cold snort, he remained silent for a rare time, and just watched from the sidelines.

Lin Meizi didn't know what they were thinking, so she sat down on the chair next to her and exchanged friendly greetings: "Su Yi, are you here to do your hair too?"

"Uh, hehe, yes." Su Yi smiled awkwardly.

So knowing the consultant's problem.

(End of this chapter)