If you're not going to marry me, why are you flirting? If you dare run away, I'll sever yo

The two chatted as they walked into the hair salon.

Lingya looked closely and saw Qi Nan and Yanzi talking in the barber's seat.

"Young man, we have two types of hair dye here, one more expensive and one cheaper. Which one would you like to choose?"

What's the difference between the two?

"One can be dyed black, and the other can be dyed even blacker."

"Then let's go for the cheaper one."

Although Qi Nan is rich, he is not stupid. If he can choose the cheapest option, he will choose the cheapest one.

Just as the two were talking, Lingya, who had entered the room, asked in confusion, "Qinan, what are you doing? Are you going to dye your hair back to its original color?"

Sister Ya?

Qi Nan was somewhat surprised to run into Ling Ya at this time, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized it was normal, since hair salons are places that people who frequent nightclubs often go.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Qi Nan nodded, "Yes, I want to dye it back to black."

Why?

"When I went to school, a friend said she didn't like it."

"Be yourself, Xiao Nan. Why do you care so much about what others think? To each their own. I like your hair color."

Qi Nan looked troubled. "But this is a big deal concerning my family, so I have no choice but to dye it back."

"Is your friend male or female?"

"Um... a woman..."

Lingya smiled meaningfully, "So it's your little girlfriend. Then it's alright."

"No, she's not my girlfriend."

Seeing Qi Nan deny it so quickly, Lingya continued, "Is that the girl you have a crush on?"

"No, that's not true. I wouldn't dare to have a crush on her, or she'd throw me into the sea to feed the fish one day."

"Oh? That seems to have a story behind it."

"That's hard to say."

Lingya didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, but she felt a little more at ease.

Jiang Qian, standing beside him, spoke up at this moment, her tone teasing, "Little brother Qi Nan, why haven't you been coming to play lately? Don't you want to be a delinquent anymore?"

Qi Nan was exhausted.

Does he not want to play? No, he has important things to do. Besides, he has officially severed ties with the Qi family and stopped receiving pocket money. Now he lives off the little money he has saved, so he has to be very careful with his finances.

"Sister, I'm a college student. It's okay to mess around for a day or two, but I can't skip class every day, can I?"

Lingya chimed in, "That's right, don't forget they're top students, how can they be compared to us?"

"Well, Ya Ya, you're actually taking the man's side now. You're so fickle, you've really disappointed me."

Ignoring Jiang Qian, Lingya moved closer to the chair and leaned down slightly. "Little Nan, you have a day off today, you should be free, right?"

"Yes, I can... but I can't go to bars anymore..."

"It's okay, we won't go to the bar. I'll take you somewhere else."

Qi Nan's gaze inadvertently swept over Ling Ya's chest, and he couldn't help but sigh, Su Qing's words about her large breasts were indeed true.

"Sister Ya...is this a respectable place?"

"Of course it's a respectable place. Otherwise, do you think I'd take you to a massage parlor?"

"oh..."

At this moment, Qi Nan thought of Xia Ningqi's belief that he liked Lingya. He wondered if spending too much time with Sister Ya would lead to any misunderstandings from her. After all, he remembered that Xia Ningqi didn't allow him to date, which now seemed like a strange request.

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While Qi Nan was getting his hair dyed, Jiang Qian left first due to work, while Ling Ya waited at the hair salon the whole time.

"Sister Ya, aren't you working tonight?"

"No, I can do this job whenever I want, and no one will rush me if I don't want to. As long as I don't starve, that's fine."

Lingya sat on another chair next to her, her long legs casually crossed, a half-smoked Hongtashan cigarette between her fingers. She had long since shed her girlish naiveté and exuded the aura of a mature woman.

Looking at Lingya in the mirror, Qi Nan could sum it up in one sentence: she was a woman with a story.

Through their time together, Lingya occasionally opened up to him, though her words were fragmented. But they did let Qi Nan know that her childhood was not happy. Like many girls who start working hard at a young age, her family was not well-off. She had a gambling father and a mother who ran away from home. Despite her young age, she was already burdened with her father's gambling debts, and her life was filled with loneliness and compromise.

...

"Okay, is this alright?"

Qi Nan looked at his hair, which had returned to its original black color, and nodded in satisfaction. "Yes, that's good enough."

Although it doesn't have the same visual impact as blonde hair at first glance, over time, natural black hair is actually more pleasing to the eye.

Lingya raised her hand and glanced at the time.

"Now is the perfect time, let's go."

Seeing her get up, Qi Nan was a little curious. Where was she going? And why did she have to be so precise about the timing?

He followed behind Lingya the whole way.

Qi Nan was first taken to the outside of a parking lot, and then Ling Ya told him to wait there while she went to get the car.

Stay put.

About five minutes later, Lingya came out of the parking lot, wearing a pink helmet and riding a black motorcycle, which, judging from the logo, should be a Kawasaki.

Qi Nan was dumbfounded.

He originally thought it was a car...

"Alright, get in the car."

While he was still in a daze, Lingya threw the helmet over, which drew an arc in the air before Qi Nan instinctively caught it steadily.

Looking at the helmet in his hand, Qi Nan couldn't help but ask, "Sister Ya, are you taking me for a race?"

"You could say that."

"Then why me...?"

Lingya grinned mischievously, "Because no one else dares to sit here. I've tried to bring Jiang Qian several times, but she always refuses."

"Then how do you know I'd dare to sit there?"

"I don't know if you dare to sit here, but I know you won't refuse me."

Qi Nan's eyelids twitched. Now that things had come to this point, it seemed that he had already lost his chance to escape.

"Sister Ya, are you a good driver?"

"You'll see for yourself whether it's good or not in a moment," Lingya said, patting the back seat to signal Qi Nan to get in.

With no other option, Qi Nan put on the helmet and then sat on the back of the motorcycle.

Although he had a motorcycle dream like many other guys before, he had never taken action. Now it seems like it would be nice to experience it, of course, this is all based on the premise that nothing unexpected happens.

Once Qi Nan was settled, Ling Ya reminded him, "Hold on tight to my waist, or you might really be thrown off."

"Hmm...okay..."

next second.

Following Lingya's request, Qi Nan reached out and hugged her tightly. Her waist was very slender, and the soft feeling was like hugging a caterpillar pillow.

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