It was already noon when Xing Jiuan finished his hairstyle, and she took a closer look at her new hairstyle.

The hair was not cut shorter, and the slightly longer hair was made of disposable curls. The hair was slightly fluffy and looked very soft.

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate, but the eyes look a little cold, which weakens the soft look of the hairstyle, as if it is high and inaccessible.

Beautiful, cool and cool!

"This hairstyle is very suitable for you." The hairstylist looked at Xing Jiuan with a cold face in the mirror and said with a smile.

Xing Jiuan occasionally comes with Qin Ge, and he is also a little familiar with Xing Jiuan. Although he looks cold now, he actually knows that Xing Jiuan is easy to get along with.

And when I came here, I loved to laugh.

Xing Jiuan smiled, "All hairstyles are suitable for me."

This was very arrogant, but the hairstylist couldn't even say anything to refute.

“…”

Sure enough, the familiar smell was the familiar Xing Jiuan.

Proud and narcissistic, the degree of narcissism is comparable to that of our store owner Qin Ge. The key is that what she said is true...

You said you're angry or not!

The hairstylist controls his expression well.

Xing Jiuan glanced at him, paid the money, and went out with Mu Qing and his master and uncle.

"Jiuan, what gifts have you prepared?" the master asked on the way.

"A pair of calligraphy and paintings and a set of pen, ink, paper and ink."

The master nodded and thought to himself that Xing Jiuan’s gift was prepared quite like that. The old man of the Huo family likes calligraphy and painting very much.

Xing Jiuan did not wear a dress, a white shirt and black trousers, and a thin black long jacket on the outside, and the shoes he wore were also extremely simple black short boots.

The most ordinary dress looks more formal, which is enough for Xing Jiuan.

This banquet has nothing to do with her, but I just took this opportunity to take a look at the two old men who were once good to her and gave the old man Huo family a birthday gift.

No matter how many there are, there will be nothing.

They had a simple meal outside and took the gifts they had prepared, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The banquet started at 6:00 pm, but most people rushed over at 4:00 pm.

This is a banquet held in the Huo family's old house. It was a little far from where they are now, so they didn't do anything else and rushed over directly.

On the road, Xing Jiuan was a little silent.

She remembered what Jiu Chi said, and didn't know if the Huo family members treated her like that in the last life.

It’s not that I want to forgive me, but I just think that if Huo’s father, mother and two brothers are so bad to her, Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo can still make her feel warm and touched.

"What's wrong?" The master suddenly smiled when he saw Xing Jiuan and asked her strangely.

"Nothing." Xing Jiuan shook his head.

It's really nothing. No matter how many things happened before, it seems that she could just smile. In the sick dream, she had a very beautiful dream.

It was when I was a child. The little Xing Shi and the slightly older Xing Jiuan were the favorites of their masters and senior sisters.

She grew up in happiness, and she looked proud and arrogant all the time. She has countless trophies, many followers, and countless honors...

Maybe I suddenly figured it out, or maybe I was relieved to know the truth...
Chapter completed!