A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Yu Jiahui also just finished washing her hair and was lying on a chair, her body was slightly lower than Shu Ange.

Nowhere in life meet, Shu Ange was speechless and choked, and a faint humming was a response. She is a little unclear. The original owner has beaten and scolded Yu Jiahui, and she hates seeing each other, so why should she make fun of herself.

Anna saw that Shu Ange didn't want to talk to the people next to her, so she changed positions and asked softly, "Miss Bai, what hairstyle would you like to change, in fact, your current hairstyle is pretty good, but it's longer, and it's just a matter of trimming. Okay."

While blowing Shu Ange's hair, she spoke softly.

Shu Ange also doesn't like to sit in a chair for an hour or two. Besides, she has to leave the factory often. No matter how delicately she cuts her hair, it will be ruined if she tucks it in her hat.

"Okay, just fix it a little bit."

At this time, the chair was not as developed as it is now, but it was covered with silk cushions, which was cool and soft.

Yu Jiahui's hair stylist is asking for her opinion. While talking to the hair stylist, she observes Shu Ange's expression.

When she saw her closing her eyes and resting, her posture was very leisurely, and jealousy was crawling in her heart.

She is unruly and willful. What would she be if there was no Yongtai Department Store?

Liu Shaoshuai clearly disliked her, but he had to endure humiliation and burden for the overall situation. This time, the young marshal had already made up his mind to divorce. Unexpectedly, the Bai family went up and down to find someone to intercede, forcing the young marshal to step back.

Bai Ange is not worthy of Young Master Liu!

Thinking of this, Yu Jiahui deliberately made a look of panic and said, "Madam, you, don't be angry, the young marshal really just sent me on the way."

She bit her lip when she spoke, her eyes were pitiful.

Anna was massaging Shu Ange's temples, she breathed comfortably, as if she hadn't heard Yu Jiahui's words.

Yu Jiahui, who was completely ignored, looked embarrassed. If Bai Ange had jumped up and called her a vixen before, he would have yelled at her and killed her.

She was in a place where celebrities gathered in Qing'an City, and if something like this happened again, no matter how shameless the Bai family was, they couldn't force Young Marshal Liu to take her away.

But Yu Jiahui never expected that Bai Ange seemed to be asleep, ignoring the fact that she had paid for her.

"Anna, thank you, you can help me get my hair done. It's too lively here."

Shu Ange opened his crescent-like eyes and said something meaningful with a smile.

The two sat side by side, Yu Jiahui's face reflected in the mirror, embarrassingly ugly.

Anna is the chief female hairdresser of Xinglong Hair Salon. She moves quickly and quickly. Shu Ange started later than Yu Jiahui, but finished cutting and blow-drying her hair at the same time as her.

The person in the mirror was radiant, Shu Ange nodded with satisfaction, and naturally tipped Anna.

Yu Jiahui had already stood up at this time. She had paid for it on behalf of Qian Liu, and when she saw that Shu Ange had given Anna a lot of money, she suddenly felt humiliated.

Is it amazing to be rich? Yu Jiahui lowered her eyes. It was because these self-righteous high-class people brought a bad ethos, so they let these barbers take tips confidently.

Shu Ange didn't even look at Yu Jiahui, walked up to Mrs. Bai who was chatting with several ladies and called softly, "Mom, I'm all right."

Several ladies dressed in the same elegant and luxurious clothes saw the radiant Shu Ange and exaggeratedly said: "Yo, the little girl from Yuxian's family has become a grown-up beauty in the blink of an eye."

"It's really cute and makes people happy, but unfortunately my kid is not lucky."

Mrs. Bai was proud of her daughter, but said humbly, "You can't deserve everyone's praise for a little girl's film that is not sensible."

"Hehe, sister Yuxian, don't be humble, who doesn't know that Miss Bai's marriage to the young commander of Jiang Yangjun."

Shu Ange just stood with his hands down with a smile, listened to the ladies in a generous manner, and responded appropriately.

The barber shop suddenly fell silent, and Shu Ange heard someone whispering, "Who is this?"

Someone immediately ridiculed: "Young Marshal Liu of Jiangyang Army doesn't know."