Ling Shaocheng's face turned cold, and Ye Shengjing smiled proudly.

"Mr. Ling's face can handle any hairstyle. If you can't accept the bald head, you can just flat head."

Ling Shaocheng's mouth was raised without any emotion, as if he was staring at a jumping clown, "Just you?"

"I'm not doing too much to you."

This is equivalent to riding on Ling Shaocheng's neck.

He stood up again, "Since Mr. Ye doesn't want to talk, then forget it."

"I'm just curious. I want to see how much weight Ling Nuanqing has in your heart? See how much you can sacrifice for her...."

Ling Shaocheng didn't say a word, but walked to the door and opened it, but saw Ling Nuanqing standing outside.

Ye Shengjing's face changed slightly. I don't know when Ling Nuanqing stood outside, did he hear their conversation, and how much did he hear?

"Don't you want to have a meal? I'll starve to death if I haven't come for a long time."

Ling Shaocheng walked outside and Ling Nuanqing glanced at the man in the box.

Ye Shengjing's expression was a bit bad, as if he was about to do something bad, but suddenly someone caught him.

Ling Nuanqing didn't like random thoughts, so he simply asked directly, "What weight can I have in his heart, and what can he sacrifice for me?"

Ming Yue followed the side and shook his head slightly at Ling Shaocheng, "Miss and I just came here."

He couldn't stop her, but Ling Nuanqing didn't hear any valuable words, such as the surveillance issues they talked about before.

"Nannuan," Ye Shengjing chased after him, "I want to help you and take you away from him."

Ling Nuanqing didn't answer, and Ling Shaocheng walked forward with his shoulders.

No one can help her, she knows it well.

When he returned to the private room, Ling Nuanqing had already ordered the dishes. Ling Shaocheng felt irritated when he thought of what Ye Shengjing had in his hand.

He had thought of this before, but now it is even more imminent.

Ling Nuanqing looked at the man beside her, and her eyes gradually moved upwards, and she saw Ling Shaocheng's thick and lush black hair.

He dressed himself up properly wherever he went. Over the years, there was no trace of time on this man's face, and God still favored him.

Ling Shaocheng turned his head and the two of them met. Ling Nuanqing hurriedly turned away.

Back at the Four Seasons Genting, Ling Nuanqing went to the cottage by himself. Ming Yue was reluctant to go all the way and finally could speak.

"Mr. Ling, I see that Ye Shengjing is so arrogant that he dares to make such a request to you!"

"What are the requirements?" Ling Shaocheng asked.

"I actually... want to shine all your hair!"

Ling Shaocheng glanced at the man beside him. "Did you hear it?"

"When the lady and I arrived, we happened to hear him say something that was not good for baldness, and flatness was fine. I wanted to rush in and pull out all his hair."

Ling Shaocheng was not angry at all when he heard this, but laughed. "Mingyue, don't be so angry."

"He really got the courage of Bear Heart and Leopard."

Ling Shaocheng nodded gently and stared at Ling Nuanqing's back as if thinking.

night.

Ling Nuanqing was rarely allowed to go to the main building, she was nestled in the sofa and told stories to her two children.

As soon as the door was opened, Yanyan turned around. "Dad is back!"

Ling Nuanqing didn't raise her head, but then she heard Yanyan say, "Dad, where is your hair?"

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help but raise her gaze. Ling Shaocheng walked over a few steps. She shrank into the sofa and could only raise her little face.

Ling Shaocheng actually shaved his head.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and Yanyan jumped up, opening her hand to ask Ling Shaocheng to hug her. "Dad, why did your hair cut so short?"

It's like a soldier on TV.

Ling Shaocheng seemed to be unable to laugh, but he still held his daughter in his hand. "Does it look good?"

"Dad looks good even if he is bald."

The man's hair on his temples is very short, his entire facial features look tougher than before, and every contour line is outlined just right. Ling Nuanqing has never seen Ling Shaocheng's hairstyle like this. His facial features are very resistant to beating. If he was handsome before, he is now cold, hard and sharp.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help but take a look at him again. In fact, Ling Shaocheng is suitable for this.

He is cold-hearted by nature, and now he looks even more heartless and indifferent when he sees it this way.

"Why did Dad cut his hair?" Yanyan asked again.

Ling Shaocheng pursed the corners of his lips, as if he was tensing even tighter.

"Be good at Yanyan, let's have fun with your mother."

He put his daughter back on the sofa, turned around and went upstairs.

Ling Ling and Yanyan looked at each other, "Mom, is he stimulated?"

Ling Nuanqing put together the storybook in her hand. If Ling Shaocheng just wanted to change his hairstyle on a whim, it would be fine, but what if the hair was forcibly cut off?

She hesitated for a while and finally went upstairs.

When Ling Nuanqing saw that the door of the master bedroom was closed, she knocked on the door panel.

"Come in."

She pushed the door and saw Ling Shaocheng coming out of the bathroom. He had just washed his hair and had fragments of thin hair on his neck. A picture suddenly appeared in Ling Nuanqing's mind.

A group of people stood around Ling Shaocheng, and Ye Shengjing took the haircut and directly flattened Ling Shaocheng's hair. Although he was indifferent on his face, he was humiliated and devastated in his heart...

Ling Nuanqing actually felt a little reluctant, "What did he threaten you?"

Ling Shaocheng turned around and walked in. It seemed that he was not used to the new hairstyle. He reached out and grabbed his hair, "You don't have to worry about it."

Ling Shaocheng sat on the edge of the bed and put a bath towel on his head. Ling Nuanqing couldn't see his expression. She walked up to him and reached out to wipe his hair twice.

"Now I'm worry-free. I don't have to blow my hair, I can do it in a while."

Ling Shaocheng held Ling Nuanqing's hand and looked up at her.

Ling Nuanqing was a little angry for no reason, "Are you really confused? You just agreed to Ye Shengjing's request? He was going to shave your hair today, and maybe he would ask you to go naked on the street tomorrow."

Ling Shaocheng's mouth moved, "No, he dares."

"What's wrong with him? Look at your hair that's the same as being gnawed by a dog."

Ling Shaocheng's face changed slightly, and Ling Nuanqing realized that his tone was a little heavy.

"I mean, what's the use of shaving your hair? Can you guarantee that what Ye Shengjing promised you will do? It's not impossible to go back on his word. You really don't have to do this..." To ruin yourself.

Ling Shaocheng touched the hairline, "Isn't it ugly?"

"It's not that ugly, I just want to ask you, isn't it embarrassing?"

Ling Nuanqing's eyes flashed, "What if he has more excessive demands in the future? Do you believe him so much, do you think he believes in his words?"

Of course I don't believe it.
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