"Can’t even tell the real from the fake; your career as a stylist is over," Jun Moyan said coldly.
If Xiaoguai’s eyes had been damaged, no amount of his own eyes would be enough to compensate.
"It was my mistake," the stylist said, sweat beading on his forehead.
Such a low-level error indeed shouldn’t have occurred.
But this little girl’s words were also quite frightening...
After doing Wen Xiao’ai’s hair, Jun Moyan took her and headed to the Jun Family.
"Jun Moyan, how come you can do hair too?" Wen Xiao’ai sat in the car, touching her hair from time to time, her heart couldn’t be happier.
"When did you learn? How come I didn’t know?"
"The phone, watching videos."
Wen Xiao’ai indicated she didn’t understand, but it didn’t matter.
"Did you learn it especially for me?"
"Jun Moyan, you’re so nice, I like you the most."
Jun Moyan looked at her, "Do you really like me the most?"
"Mhm..." Wen Xiao’ai thought about it, then nodded firmly, "Mhm."
In the past, the one she liked the most was Brother Ye Qi, but now the one she likes the most isn’t just Brother Ye Qi, but also Jun Moyan.
Because they both treated her equally well.
"Is it that whoever is nice to you, you’ll like them?"
Jun Moyan had initially felt a sense of crisis, worried that Xiaoguai might end up liking his second brother more than him, but after hearing her words, he wasn’t worried anymore, because he believed no one could treat Xiaoguai better than he did—
And if someone could, he would simply double the affection, making this little one no longer need anyone else’s kindness.
Half an hour later, the car drove through the gates of the Jun Family and entered the inner courtyard.
There were twenty minutes left before the family feast was to begin, and Jun Moyan took Wen Xiao’ai directly to Jun Wuchen’s residence... ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Jun Wuchen, who was stuck on the steps of Wangfeng Pavilion, sighed lightly, no longer struggling, and simply gave up, waiting for someone to come help him later.
To avoid the risk of falling.
Footsteps sounded from behind, and the wheelchair was safely pushed down the last two steps of the pavilion.
Jun Wuchen turned around, ready to say thanks, but when he saw the person behind him, his eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled, "Moyan, you’re back."
"Second brother, second brother, I’m here too!" Wen Xiao’ai jumped out from behind Jun Moyan, squatted down in front of Jun Wuchen, and looked up at him with a bright smile.
Jun Wuchen paused, looked at Wen Xiao’ai, then towards Jun Moyan, "This is..."
"Her name is Xiao’ai."
"Xiao’ai? She couldn’t be the girlfriend you mentioned, could she?" Jun Wuchen said, and gave Wen Xiao’ai another look.
Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao’ai, didn’t answer, but a smile lingered in his eyes.
Seeing that Jun Moyan didn’t deny it, Jun Wuchen looked back at Wen Xiao’ai and then said with a smile, "Moyan has a good eye."
"Second brother, are you saying that I’m good-looking?" Wen Xiao’ai asked with a smile.
"Mhm." Jun Wuchen nodded, still smiling.
Her laugh was truly infectious; it was comforting to look at.
"I knew it." When she was a cat, he said she was pretty, and now that she had turned into a human, she was still considered pretty. Being called pretty by such a handsome person made Wen Xiao’ai incredibly happy.
She stood up, turned around, and took out a lollipop from Jun Moyan’s pocket, handing it to Jun Wuchen, "Second brother, I brought you my favorite treat."
Jun Wuchen looked at the lollipop held out to him, paused for two seconds, and then took it.
Looking at the lollipop in his hand, Jun Wuchen smiled at Jun Moyan, "It seems like Moyan is really smitten."