Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

Since she has decided to live this life only for herself, she will follow her heart and live a passionate and flamboyant life.

This high-end women's clothing store doesn't have many customers on weekdays; most of its customers are daughters of wealthy families in Beijing.

When the shop assistant saw Shen Jingshu standing at the door, her clothes, though ill-fitting and made of ordinary material far inferior to the shop's custom-made garments, exuded a powerful aura, with calm eyes and an air of authority that commanded respect. Not daring to be negligent, the assistant quickly stepped forward to greet her respectfully.

"Hello, miss, what would you like to see?"

"Take down those pieces in the window and let me try them on," Shen Jingshu said, pointing to the bright and flamboyant styles.

"Yes, miss."

For some reason, when faced with this young girl, the shop assistant subconsciously softened his tone and dared not be perfunctory in the slightest.

Shen Jingshu went into the fitting room and changed into several brightly colored dresses; the effect was surprisingly good.

The store has a full range of shoes, bags and accessories. The sales assistant also noticed that she was more suited to a bright and elegant style, so they specially picked out several bright red suits for her.

After trying them on, Shen Jingshu was very satisfied and simply swiped her card to buy all the clothes she liked.

After that, she picked out a set of skincare products suitable for young girls.

As for cosmetics, in her previous life she only wore makeup to appear more mature and to make it easier to navigate social situations. In this life, without the burdens of the Shen family, she only wants to go bare-faced, clean and carefree.

After paying, she immediately asked the shop assistant to throw away the old clothes that Shen Xinyi didn't want, changed into a brand new outfit, and went straight to the top floor of the mall with her shopping bags.

There is a highly-rated hair salon upstairs.

Shen Jingshu has long, smooth, black hair. In her previous life, she actually envied Shen Xinyi's exquisite curly hair. However, she was busy with family matters and running around all day. Curly hair was difficult to manage, so she could only keep her straight hair, which was less troublesome, all year round.

As soon as she entered the shop, the hairstylist noticed her immediately.

Wearing a well-tailored red dress, she looked radiant and dazzling, clearly a young lady from a wealthy family.

However, her straight hair was rather plain and didn't quite match her overall style.

The hairstylist thought to himself, "This young lady would look great with curly hair."

It's that kind of languid yet grand wave that will absolutely amaze the audience.

The hairstylist was secretly certain that this girl had a good foundation, and as long as he let her design, he would definitely be able to create a stunning look.

As soon as Shen Jingshu stepped into the store, she was met with a gaze that was fixed on her.

The hairstylist only had a pure appreciation for beautiful things, but his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, as if he felt that her outfit and straight hair didn't match a little, without any malice.

She walked straight over and said calmly and politely, "Hello, I'd like to get my hair and makeup done. Do you have time?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Of course!" the hairdresser quickly replied. He never refused a beautiful woman's request.

The staff in the hair care area had been waiting for a long time, gently washing Shen Jingshu's long hair. The water flowed over the ends of her hair, taking away all the dust and fatigue.

After drying her hair, she sat back down in front of the mirror. The hairstylist, holding a comb, carefully combed her hair and asked, "Miss, what kind of hairstyle would you like? Do you have any specific styles?"

Shen Jingshu looked at her plain reflection in the mirror. For more than ten years in her previous life, she always kept her straight hair for convenience, living a restrained and aggrieved life.

In this life, she wants to change her appearance and be a different version of herself. She spoke casually, her tone light and nonchalant: "There are no specific requirements. I just want a different version of myself. You can design it."

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, the hairstylist's spirits lifted immediately, overjoyed. In the hairstyling industry, the worst thing is a customer who is stubborn and insists on doing something that clearly doesn't suit them, leaving both parties frustrated. It's rare to encounter a customer who entrusts their business so completely, giving him the perfect opportunity to showcase his talents.

He looked at the person in the mirror more carefully, then asked with a smile, "Miss, is your usual style of dressing this bright and elegant?"

"Yes."

"Then I understand!"

The hairstylist nodded confidently, his tone full of self-assurance, "Your face shape is smooth, and your temperament is outstanding, making you a perfect match for this outfit. I think you'd look great with loose, wavy curls; the voluminous and sophisticated curls would absolutely bring out your best features."

"Okay, then we'll do it your way." Shen Jingshu said no more, quietly leaning back in her chair and letting the hairstylist work.

As the hairstylist meticulously applied the chemicals and curled her hair, he couldn't help but praise, "Miss, your hair is amazing! It's jet black, thick, shiny, and straight, with almost no damage from perming or dyeing. This is truly rare and wonderful hair quality."

Shen Jingshu lowered her eyes slightly. In her previous life in the Shen family, she was always busy and hardworking, and staying up late to worry was a common occurrence. Her skin was worn out and became sallow and dull, without any color.

Fortunately, having just been reborn, she drank the spiritual spring water from her space last night, and her skin has become a little smoother, though it hasn't yet returned to its ideal fair and radiant state.

She wasn't in a hurry at all; she had plenty of time to recuperate. With the daily nourishment of the spiritual spring water, coupled with the cultivation techniques taught by her master, her skin would naturally improve over time.

Thinking of her master, Xuanjizi, her resolve deepened. Her master had said that he had lived for hundreds of years but looked no more than thirty or forty years old, all thanks to his cultivation and the nourishment of spiritual energy. She was confident that she could achieve the same state.

Because she had no time to style her hair, it retained its original, natural black luster.

Unlike Shen Xinyi, who pursues perfection every day and frequently perms and dyes her hair, even with the most expensive hair care products,

Her hair ends were still dry and brittle. It was precisely because of this beautiful hair that Shen Xinyi was always jealous.

Two hours passed quietly, and the setting sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the store, its warm rays landing gently on her hair.

The hairstylist gently removed the last curling iron, carefully set the style with hairspray, and stepped back with a smile: "Miss, it's done! Look!"

Shen Jingshu slowly opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.

At that moment, the person in the mirror was completely different from the person just moments before.