"What's your brother's opinion?" the stylist asked, "What do you think?"

The stylist held his shoulders, and Fu Jian unconsciously shook his shoulders to avoid it, "Just cut it as she said."

The stylist noticed that Fu Jian didn't like his touch and had no further contact with him.

"Xiao Zhang, take him to wash his hair."

A young man came from the side and warmly asked Fu Jian to wash her hair.

While the stylist was preparing various tools for haircuts, he joked with Shen Hua, "This brother of yours has a pretty weird temper."

younger brother……?

Shen Hua was stunned for a moment.

Fu Jian was seen walking out from behind the wall wearing a towel and said sternly, "I'm not her brother."

The stylist was stunned immediately.

Shen Hua smiled and explained, "He is indeed not my brother. He is... my nephew, yes, nephew."

The identity of nephew is much nicer than "stepson" and is less likely to be misunderstood.

Otherwise, with a "step-son" like Fu Jian, others would think she would marry an older man.

The stylist quickly apologized, "Sorry, I thought you were siblings based on the way you get along."

After all, only siblings can show such dissatisfaction with each other.

Moreover... Shen Hua asked Fu Jian to cut his student's head, which is obviously a typical example of "beating your younger brother as early as possible".

"It's okay," Shen Hua smiled, then urged Fu Jian: "You, hurry up and wash your hair."

Ten minutes later.

Fu Jian came out after washing her hair, with a blue towel on her head, a bit like a medieval European and Chinese noblewoman.

When Shen Hua saw it, she couldn't help laughing.

Fu Jian cast a threatening and indifferent look. Shen Hua desperately tried to stop her smile, but failed.

Fu Jian angrily pulled off the towel.

The stylist was afraid that he would be angry, so he threw the towel on the floor and quickly took it from his hand, "Sit down first and I will wipe your hair."

Fu Jian turned around and sat on the barber's chair, letting the stylist dry his hair.

It was also during the process of wiping her hair that Shen Hua saw Fu Jian for the first time, lifting all the fine bangs in front of his forehead, completely exposing his forehead and entire face.

It has to be said that men still have to expose their foreheads to look brighter and more angular.

Shen Hua felt that he was not similar to Fu Chenghai before, but the moment her hair was lifted up, Shen Hua felt that Fu Jian and Fu Chenghai were somewhat similar.

"Do you still want to keep the wolf tail at the back?" the stylist asked.

"Cut it off." Fu said simply and faithfully.

"Cut it out completely," Shen Hua said suddenly.

Fu Jian looked at Shen Hua behind him in the mirror, "What do you want to do?"

"As a souvenir," Shen Hua said, "I have grown my hair for such a long time, and it is such a pity that it ended up in the trash can."

Fu Jian had no objection, "It's up to you."

The stylist ordered and cut off the scissors. Fu Jian was left with a section of more than ten centimeters of hair, which was instantly separated from his head.

"Give it to me," Shen Hua stretched out her hand.

The stylist handed it to her and then told someone: "Xiao Zhang, find a red rope and help tie the lady's hair."

He then brushed Fu Jian's hair a few times while joking with Shen Hua: "The people who come to us to get their hair cut and ask for their hair to be grown are all girls. This is the first time I've seen boys."

Shen Hua smiled and said: "A wisp of black hair, a wisp of soul, and a brocade rope are sent to my lover. When he finds a wife in the future, leave it to his wife."

In the mirror, Fu Jian's face was dark.

Xiao Zhang brought a red rope and Shen Hua tied Fu Jian's hair. He also brought a disposable bag the size of a mobile phone and carefully packed Fu Jian's hair.

Shen Huaxin said, five hundred yuan is a bit worth it, and the service is indeed good.

Half an hour later.

Haircut is over.

Shen Hua looked at the completely changed Fu Jian in the mirror and was a little shocked.

He has a short haircut, which is only a little longer than Fu Chenghai's hair. His whole person is not as rich and handsome as Fu Chenghai, but fresh and clean, much neater than his usual style.

"You don't have to give up chili peppers anymore," Shen Hua said with a smile.

Fu Jian turned to look at her, "What do you mean?"

Shen Hua turned his head and asked him to face the mirror, "This is enough to attract the attention of little girls."

The implication is that I cut my hair and improved my appearance.

Fu Jian's face felt a little hot for no reason. He stood up from his chair and said, "Pay."

As he spoke, he simply arranged his clothes, and while Shen Hua lowered his head to enter the payment password, he unconsciously glanced at the mirror beside him.

"Okay," Shen Hua smiled and said to the stylist, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, as long as you are satisfied, welcome to visit next time."

"no problem."

As Shen Hua spoke, she saw Fu Jian walking out. She quickly said goodbye to the stylist and hurried out.

Fu Jian was always like this, going his own way, not saying hello, and leaving as soon as he was told.

"Hey, can you understand some etiquette? I haven't even finished talking to you yet." Shen Hua caught up with him.

Fu Jian slowed down and said, "The money has been paid, what's there to talk about?"

Shen Hua: "That's what I say, but if you have a sweet mouth, it's always right to be polite. If your nostrils go up to the sky like this, you will definitely get beaten if you go out for two days."

Fu Jian looked ugly and said coldly: "No need to do it later, I've already been beaten."

"..." Shen Hua couldn't tell for a moment whether Fu Jian was mocking himself or complaining.

The two of them were about to take a taxi back when they received a call from Fu Chenghai.

He went home and found that Shen Hua and Fu Jian were not there.

Shen Hua said into the phone: "Go back immediately."

Fu Chenghai: "Where are you? I'll give in and go pick you up."

Shen Hua: "No, it's troublesome for Bu Shi to come over. I'll take a taxi back."

Fu Chenghai: "Well, be careful on the road."

Shen Hua: "I know."

When picking up the phone, Fu Jian on the side said "long-winded" in a nonchalant manner.

I don’t know if he is talking about Shen Hua or Fu Chenghai.

Shen Hua is more inclined to think that he is talking about Fu Chenghai.

On the way back.

Shen Hua and Fu Jian were sitting in the back row.

Fu Jian turned to look out the window. Shen Hua glanced casually and saw Fu Jian's new look, and was a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Before, his hair was long and tied on his head like a wig, which matched his thin figure, just like "potatoes stuck on bamboo poles" as Shen Hua said. Now he has a short haircut, which matches his slender face. It is much more harmonious and looks good.

"Are you really not angry after cutting your hair?" Shen Hua asked.

"Why are you so angry? Man, keep your word. I owe you and I will pay you back."

"The barber is very skilled and the haircut is pretty good. Why does he look so unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy."

"Aren't you unhappy that you have a sullen face?" Shen Hua asked.

"..."

"Do you want to bear the grudge against me for cutting your hair?"

"Am I that stingy in your eyes?" Fu Jian asked back.

"Otherwise?" Shen Hua said, "I didn't say I would compete with you for family property, occupy your father, or kick you out. Why do you have to target me everywhere?"

Fu Jian turned his head and did not look at Shen Hua, "Who knows whether what you said is true."
Chapter completed!