"What do you mean I took the initiative? Don't you like it?"

Shen Tinghe curled his lips and leaned closer.

"Of course I like it."

Then he simply covered it up.

The lips were warm, and an atmosphere of ambiguity rose in the cramped carriage.

When the two arrived at the mall, their lips were both a little red.

The two looked at each other, couldn't help but laugh, and then entered the mall hand in hand.

William Dongfang was waiting in the mall lobby when he saw the two of them appear, and immediately curled his lip.

He smiled at Lin Qingtong and said, "You're finally here. You can do whatever you want with today. I'll cover all the expenses."

She then turned to look at Shen Tinghe, her tone icy, "Why did you come along too? What are men doing shopping?"

Shen Tinghe replied nonchalantly, "This is my shopping mall. Can't I come and inspect it?"

William East snorted coldly, "It's like nobody else has one."

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Lin Qingtong smiled helplessly and pulled them apart.

"Alright, stop arguing, let's go cut Mr. Dongfang's hair first."

Upon hearing that he needed a haircut, William Dongfang immediately became anxious and covered his short, curly hair.

"Why did you cut my hair? I've been growing it for years."

Lin Qingtong stared at Dongfang William, who was covering his hair, and smiled as she spoke.

"If you don't cut it, Mom will only think you're a hooligan and won't accept you easily."

Eastern William asked with a hint of doubt, "Then what kind of haircut are you going to give me?"

Lin Qingtong simply took him to the barbershop and showed the barber a picture.

The other person nodded and made an OK sign.

An hour later, a completely different Eastern William appeared in the mirror.