Even as a "normie," I'm completely oblivious to it.

And there's an even more important reason...

Ignoring the two of them, Yu Zhe bent down and pinched Yun'er's long bangs.

"By the way... Yun'er, apart from your bangs, your hair is quite neat. How did you cut it before?"

Yu Zhe remembered that Mo Lingyun had been hiding all along, and suddenly became very confused about how she had cut her hair.

Her long, dark purple hair was very smooth and of good quality. It was beautifully cut and had almost no split ends.

"Ah, I cut this myself."

"You yourself?!"

Wow, people cut their own hair?

Short hair might be okay, but can long hair do it too?

Mo Lingyun nodded: "Yes, I put a small mirror behind me, dragged my hair to the side, and could cut it while looking in the mirror. Although I was not very skilled at first, I gradually got used to it."

"I'm really putting you in a difficult position..."

"That was before." Mo Lingyun looked up, her smile beautiful. "From now on, I won't have to cut my own hair anymore, right?"

"of course."

Yu Zhe responded with a smile as well.

But when it comes to getting a haircut, I still need to ask for her opinion.

"A little trimming around the edges is fine, but the main problem is the bangs. They're a bit too long, and they're not only uncomfortable pressing down on my eyes, but they also don't look good. It's rare to have such beautiful eyes. Of course, this is just my personal opinion. Yun'er, what do you think about cutting these bangs?"

This opinion must be sought.

Because, when she was little, she was very self-conscious about her eyes. She had heterochromia, and she was the only one among the children she knew and her classmates at school who had different colored eyes.

For a time, Mo Lingyun covered her right eye with an eye patch. That was during the period when she met Yu Zhe, and Yu Zhe thought she had a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

Later, at Yu Zhe's suggestion, she started wearing colored contact lenses to make both eyes the same color, which reduced a lot of her distress.

But it was all a disguise, not real at all. Besides, Yu Zhe always felt it was a pity that such beautiful eyes had to be covered up.

Besides, those were all things from when he was a child, and he doesn't know what Yun'er is thinking now.

Yu Zhe placed his hand on her shoulder, waiting for her to give an answer.

Without any hesitation, she reached out and covered Yu Zhe's hand on her shoulder, responding with just one sentence.

"Didn't I already say that Brother Yuzhe can decide for me?"

"But it depends on your own thoughts. If you feel awkward when you go out, you're the one who'll feel awkward, not me."

“It’s different from before,” Mo Lingyun said with a smile. “Before, I always worried about what others thought of me, whether they thought I was strange, but now I feel that none of that matters. I only care about what Brother Yuzhe thinks of me.”

She paused for a moment, then turned around and said, "If Brother Yuzhe thinks it looks good, then I think it looks good too. Since it looks good, why should I feel embarrassed going out? Shouldn't I be proud?"

"It's good that you think that way."

Yu Zhe picked up the scissors again: "I told you this should be done. You've always been this way, there's no need to hide it."

"Ah."

With permission granted, Yu Zhe was able to demonstrate his haircutting skills.

Click, click.

First, they trimmed the edges, and then the focus was definitely on trimming the bangs.

Yun'er cooperated well, keeping her eyes closed the whole time to prevent her hair from getting into her eyes.

Sunlight streamed obliquely through the window, creating a very warm and cozy scene.

Hmm... No matter who looks at it, it should be very heartwarming.

But Yu Zhe still felt...something was definitely weird!

Every time Yu Zhe gently pressed down on her scalp to lift her hair, Mo Lingyun would shudder.

It doesn't hurt! Why are you trembling?

Only when she was almost finished cutting did Mo Lingyun gently grasp Yu Zhe's hand.

Her hands were still trembling: "No, I can't take it anymore, Brother Yuzhe, are you really cutting my hair?"

"What else?!"

"Alright..."

Mo Lingyun couldn't say much, because Brother Yuzhe had no self-awareness at all.

He was so gentle that he didn't even realize he was incorporating some head massage techniques while cutting hair.

As for what it feels like?

It's very simple, it feels like you're about to ascend to heaven. Do Zixiao and Sister Yuche usually receive this kind of treatment?

No wonder...they were lining up to get their hair cut, I knew there must be a reason!

In short, Mo Lingyun felt that the process lasted a long time before it finally ended.

Yu Zhe brought over a small mirror and handed it to her.

When Mo Lingyun saw her own eyes in the mirror, she was taken aback.

Then I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Pfft... Turns out I'm pretty, aren't I? Why did I always think my eyes looked weird?"

"I already said that."

Because this might be the first time Mo Lingyun has had the courage to seriously look at her own eyes in the mirror.

26. May you have good fortune.

"Lingyun is so beautiful."

As a viewer, Zixiao immediately gave this evaluation.

She wasn't just being polite; she genuinely felt that way.

At the same time... I felt immense pressure.

But to be honest, "No wonder my brother always said your eyes were beautiful. Looking at them now, they really are. They're so bright and sparkling, like two gems."

"Zixiao, you're getting a bit Versailles-like..." Mo Lingyun said with a wry smile. "Do you really have any sense of how good-looking you are? Wait, don't tell me yet, let me guess. If we don't count Yuzhe, you'd definitely be the school beauty at your school."

"Hmm? Really? I have heard of some kind of school beauty pageant..."

Yu Zhe put down the scissors for the moment, thinking to himself, "You're talking about Zi Xiao's Versailles, but aren't you the same, Yun'er?"

Because the girls around Yu Zhe are all ridiculously beautiful, his current standard for the concept of "beautiful girl" has become unimaginably high.

Of course, the root cause is that Yu Zhe also looks in the mirror.

As long as he keeps looking in the mirror, there will be no beautiful girls in the world.

As always, Yu Che would never praise her.

She simply sat in the chair and waved her hand: "It's alright, it's alright, not bad at all, at least much better than your previous gloomy appearance."

"Yes, thank you, Sister Yuche."

This should be considered a compliment from Sister Yuche, right?

Mo Lingyun felt she had to return the compliment: "Sister Yuche, I haven't had a chance to say it yet, but you're even more beautiful than you were many years ago. Hmm... haven't you grown at least a head taller than you were ten years ago?"

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you up, you little brat!"

"Puhaha, no, Zixiao, help me out!"

Oh dear.

Yu Zhe was deeply moved by what he saw.

That's great! Before, when Yuche and Zixiao "fought," the house was always lively. Now that Yun'er is here, it's even more lively. This is what a home should be like.

Before long, Zixiao handed the scissors to Yuzhe.

"Hey...brother, it's time to cut it for me."

"Okay, then you can go sit over there first..."

dong dong.

There were two knocks on the door. Yu Zhe turned around and looked at the doorway. It was Lu Ling.

There.

"Reporting to Young Master," Lu Ling reported, bowing her head, "The head of the family has returned from the Qi family. He said he needs to speak with you and would like you to come downstairs. He is waiting for you downstairs."

"..."

The humble old father now even needs to report when visiting his own son's residence.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go now."

"Ok."

Yu Zhe picked up his coat from the bed, put it on, and explained to them.

"Zi Xiaoyu Che, take Yun'er to her room and have the maids help her tidy up. I'll be back in a bit."

....................

After going downstairs, Su Zhenfeng was indeed standing under a large banyan tree, waiting.

Yu Zhe walked over and could smell the strong odor of alcohol on him.

"Did you drink too much?"

"No, if it weren't for that old bastard Qi Yi causing trouble, I would have drunk Ouyang Yan under the table."

Thank you, Uncle Qi Yi. It seems that if you hadn't stopped them from drinking, he would definitely be completely drunk today.

However, he doesn't seem drunk now.

"Let's not talk about that, Yuzhe, here's your phone." Su Zhenfeng handed him his lit-up phone.

The phone is still connected?!