"I don't care, sister-in-law, you're the best! You've won over my mom and my wife, and you've even beaten my aunt into submission. You're so capable! You have to arrange everything for me so I can marry into the Jing family legitimately." Tang Wenwen resorted to her coquettish tactics again, hugging Qin Xiaoyu's shoulders and shaking her.

"Alright. But there's one condition I must state upfront: you can't be a mistress." Qin Xiaoyu agreed somewhat reluctantly, but considering that Tang Wenwen was the first person in this life to accept her, she had to help out.

"What's a mistress? I'm the third child in my family, aren't I?" Tang Wenwen was confused by Qin Xiaoyu's words.

"That's what we called a 'mistress' back then. It's someone who appears in a couple's world and shouldn't exist." Qin Xiaoyu was amused by her bewildered look.

"Don't worry, Jing Tian and Bai Weiwei are just a couple of parents who have a little something going on, but they haven't made it official. Jing Tian has never been her boyfriend for even a day!" Tang Wenwen quickly assured her.

"Okay. I'm relieved to hear that." People in love are fools, what else could Qin Xiaoyu say?

"Sister-in-law, you'll never guess how we met." Tang Wenwen blushed shyly, but deliberately acted like an idiot in front of Qin Xiaoyu.

"How else could we have met? Wasn't it Zhou Xing who introduced us?" To be honest, Qin Xiaoyu wasn't really interested in any of this, but she couldn't bear to disappoint Tang Wenwen.

"That happened later. The first time we met was when he drove his car to our factory for his mother's inspection. He was too lazy to listen to the meeting, so he drove to the backyard to relax. I was being naughty on the roof of the warehouse and saw a pretty wildflower that I wanted to pick. I climbed up the roof but couldn't get down, and then some busybody took the ladder away. He came to my rescue, and he caught me in his arms as I jumped down..."

Tang Wenwen grinned like an innocent child. Qin Xiaoyu had only one thought in her mind: let their relationship stay this way forever, and don't let life corrupt them, otherwise it would be too cruel.

After seeing Tang Wenwen off, Master Wang returned, having bought a navy blue short woolen overcoat, which made him look like a female cadre from a township enterprise.

Qin Xiaoyu could only compliment how good it looked. In this day and age, the choices for ready-made clothes are too limited. She couldn't be afraid of Master Wang; it would be good enough if she didn't buy a bright red or purple outfit.

"Xiaoyu, look at you, you've been worrying about everything all day. You even have to take care of your sister-in-law's affairs. She really is like a mother to you, treating you like her own mother." Master Wang said, feeling sorry for Qin Xiaoyu.

"What can we do?" Qin Xiaoyu smiled bitterly. She had just sorted out the relationship between Tang Wenwen and Jing Tian in her mind and found that there was indeed a deep chasm between them that was not easy to cross.

A jeep pulled up outside, and two people got out. Jing Tian was walking in front, followed by a strange woman.

"Sister-in-law, this is my mother. I brought her here to get her hair done." Jing Tian greeted her warmly, stepping aside to let Director Feng behind him pass.

Director Feng appeared to be in her forties. Compared to Commander Wang, who was the same age, she was slightly thinner, so she had more wrinkles on her face. She had a serious and unsmiling demeanor. She only nodded slightly to Qin Xiaoyu before looking around, as if she were there to inspect work, not to get her hair done.

"What hairstyle would you like, Auntie?" Qin Xiaoyu asked softly as she seated her.

"I've had this hairstyle for over thirty years without ever changing it, but Jingtian insisted that I change it," Director Feng said reluctantly.

Qin Xiaoyu observed Director Feng's face shape. She had a classic oval face with a full forehead and a high nose bridge, though her lips were slightly thin. Overall, her features were quite good. It was just that her current hairstyle ruined her entire face.

She had a bob with bangs, which was a popular choice for many women back then. Director Feng had very thick hair, and the bangs looked rather awkward on her mature face.

Add to that a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses, and she looks like a middle school teacher who has been sitting at her desk for years. Where is the authority of a bureau chief?

"I've been busy with work lately, and my hair has gotten a bit too long." Director Feng seemed a little insecure as he watched Qin Xiaoyu scrutinize herself without saying a word.

"Do you want to make major changes, or keep the original style?"

"A major makeover, like the one my friend did last time, would be perfect for my mom's face shape."

Jing Tian winked, and Qin Xiaoyu understood—he was referring to Tang Wenwen.

Psychologically speaking, a person may be attracted to someone with a similar face or hairstyle, which is the first step in fostering a relationship. With Jing Tian backing her up, Qin Xiaoyu is about to make her move.

She first put a few hair curlers on Director Feng's head.

"I don't want my head covered in popcorn," Director Feng protested. If Jing Tian hadn't stopped him, he probably would have taken off his apron and run away.

"Don't worry, it won't be a small curl. We just need to straighten it out with a few big bends," Qin Xiaoyu reassured her.

Customers kept coming in, all of them acquaintances who trusted Qin Xiaoyu's skills. Over time, this eased Director Feng's concerns considerably.

Qin Xiaoyu styled Director Feng's hair into an upgraded version of Tang Wenwen's, making it a bit longer. The bangs were styled into a layered, slanted cut, and the long hair around the ears was trimmed down, making his face appear more defined.

Director Feng was very nervous, but he wasn't wearing his glasses and couldn't see himself clearly in the mirror, so he could only worry anxiously.

Jing Tian, ​​familiar with Qin Xiaoyu's skills, calmly reassured his mother. Qin Xiaoyu realized that he was no fool; he was quite the expert in love.

"I heard Xiaotian call you sister-in-law?" Director Feng calmed down and started meddling in other people's business.

“This is my friend’s sister-in-law.” Jing Tian certainly wouldn’t dare add the word “woman” before “friend.”

"Who is it?" Recently, Jing Tian's family has been very interested in his circle of friends, and Director Feng wants to find out more about it.

"Zhou Xing's sister-in-law."

Jing Tian's words startled Qin Xiaoyu so much that she almost dropped her hair clippers. Oh my god, who did he have to talk about? He called that ancestor! He'll be slapped in the face!

Just as I feared, the door opened and Zhou Xing walked in, his face still so cold that it was impossible to look him in the eye.

Qin Xiaoyu and Jing Tian looked at each other in bewilderment. Was this a spirit-binding technique?

"Xiao Tian, ​​my father-in-law is going on a long trip. The snow is too heavy, and I'm worried his car won't be convenient. I'd like to switch cars with you. You can drive the Hongqi, and I'll take the Jeep. Is Auntie here too?" Zhou Xing then noticed that Director Feng was also there.

"Xiao Xing, why don't you come to my house to play?" Director Feng stood up with a smile, showing genuine enthusiasm for Zhou Xing.

"I've been a bit busy lately, but my internship is finally almost over." Zhou Xing gave Qin Xiaoyu a meaningful glance. She thought of the suggestion box and immediately looked out the window.

"Xiao Tian insisted on dragging me here to change my hairstyle. Is this your sister-in-law?" Director Feng realized as he spoke.

Qin Xiaoyu's heart was in her throat. See? The news is out, and she'll be proven wrong soon. Jing Tian, ​​standing behind Director Feng, was frantically winking and making faces at Zhou Xing.

"Yes, it's my aunt's cousin. Auntie, I'm leaving now, the old man is waiting to go out." Zhou Xing had no choice but to cover up Jing Tian's lie.

Qin Xiaoyu felt a sense of relief, but then she got mischievous again. She chased after Zhou Xing to the door, opened it, and called out to his retreating figure, "Xiao Xing, the snow is heavy and the roads are slippery, drive slowly!"