The picture shows a hairstyle that was once popular in Hong Kong. It was called a "style" or "style" where the hair was permed into small curls, like those of an African, and then all of them were stood up with hairspray and placed on top of the head, looking like a big blob.
The scariest thing is that it's actually going to be dyed candy colors. If it went out looking like that, the neighbor's kids would probably be drooling with envy.
It's probably because the hairdresser thought Qin Xiaoyu was short, so he used her hair to make up the difference.
The thought of having to carry this lump on her head made Qin Xiaoyu want to die.
She had thought the stylist in Shanghai would be very trendy, but she hadn't expected him to be so over-the-top. She simply couldn't pull off that "emo" style.
"Come on, you should just go home and take care of the dishes." A Lei couldn't stand it anymore after looking at the picture, so he came over and dragged Qin Xiaoyu away.
Despite Tang Wenwen's repeated pleas to give the Shanghai barber another chance and try a different one, she was still in a difficult situation.
A Lei was determined not to let them ruin Qin Xiaoyu's beautiful hair.
Seeing that Qin Xiaoyu returned home untouched, the third sister smiled. It seemed she had already guessed the outcome; how could Qin Xiaoyu allow anyone to touch her hair?
"Little one, what new and interesting thing are you looking to tinker with this time? I have many treasures in my room, feel free to use them," the third sister said warmly.
"Let me take a look at the evening gown first." Qin Xiaoyu hadn't had a chance to see her gown yet. It was said that Madam Fang had chosen it for her, and someone had taken it to be altered; it had probably already been returned.
In Mrs. Fang's dressing room, Qin Xiaoyu fell in love with her dress at first sight.
Judging from the fabric and style, this garment is at least several decades old. It's just that it's been well-preserved, so it looks brand new.
“This is the dress I wore for my coming-of-age ceremony, it’s been many years, and I only wore it once. I’m lending it to you now, just a loan, understand?” Madam Fang appeared at the door of the dressing room.
"Thank you, Grandma!" Qin Xiaoyu couldn't contain her joy and rushed over to give her a big kiss on the face.
"Let me go, really!" Madam Fang pushed her away, her words harsh but her tone gentle.
This is a vintage-style Greek-inspired heaton robe. The skirt is made from a single piece of linen, with lace and linen woven together. Simply tied at the waist, it exudes charm with every movement.
Seeing the dress, she naturally knew what hairstyle to wear. This time it was simple: just smooth her hair down, take a strand of hair from each side and pull it back, securing it with a pearl hair clip.
"Is it a bit too plain? What kind of jewelry would go well with it?" The eldest sister was speaking for everyone.
"This is what that grandma asked me to bring in." The little girl ran into the house, holding a jewelry box in her hand.
"I'll do it," the third sister said, taking over before Qin Xiaoyu could.
For some reason, Qin Xiaoyu felt that the ladies present, including Madam Fang, looked solemn, as if her third sister's task was not to glance at the jewelry, but to defuse a bomb.
I really don't understand what Miranda did to them.
"Wow! A Caribbean Queen Phoenix Conch Pearl!" Third Sister exclaimed in surprise after taking one look.
Qin Xiaoyu felt a little ashamed. Her knowledge was limited; she only knew a smattering of jewelry and recognized some inexpensive pieces. If she were to come and see for herself, she could only be curious—could pearls be so pink and delicate? Were they dyed?
"She's quite willing to part with it. This must be a gift from the Prince, right? It lives up to its reputation; the flame pattern on each piece is very clear." The eldest sister took the jewelry box and examined it carefully.
The jewelry that they pass around must be of the finest quality. These women have seen a lot and won't be surprised by something ordinary.
"The Queen's Phoenix Conch Crown, there are only two in total, the other one is in the Sultan's royal family." Fang Baobao also recognized the origin of this set of jewelry.
Qin Xiaoyu then noticed that in addition to the earrings and necklace, the jewelry set also included a headdress, which was clipped onto her hair like a small crown. It was understated yet elegant, perfectly matching Qin Xiaoyu's outfit.
"Not bad, at least she still has a conscience. She took quite a bit of jewelry from the Fang family." Madam Fang nodded reluctantly.
The shoes and gloves were a matching set, which was a stroke of luck for her, as Mrs. Fang had small feet when she was young, and they were the same size as hers.
The handbag was the easiest to handle; the older sister simply gave her a limited edition Chanel.
She changed her clothes and hurried downstairs, where everyone was already dressed and waiting for her.
When Qin Xiaoyu came out, everyone's eyes lit up.
"Wow, so beautiful. I think Helen must look like this to have been kidnapped," the third sister exclaimed.
“You are so beautiful,” Zhou Xing’s mother said softly as she walked to her side.
"Mom, I'm so happy to have you here." Qin Xiaoyu held her hand.
Because they were traveling, Commander Zhou and his wife didn't wear formal attire, so Tang Wenwen bought them two sets.
Commander Zhou was dressed in a Zhongshan suit, looking quite imposing. Zhou Xing's mother wore a cheongsam, which, although the style and color were somewhat conservative, exuded a refined and gentle elegance with her outstanding temperament. Her understated and reserved attire suited her current status perfectly.
The younger sister wore a princess dress, and her hair was styled in many small braids, all tied up in a bun and secured with a flower crown, making her look like a little fairy. Hanhan wore a tuxedo, looking like a serious little gentleman.
Madam Fang was wearing a black silk robe, simple in style but covered with elaborate flowers, clearly the result of months of painstaking work by the embroiderer.
As A Lei walked out of the small building, Qin Xiaoyu was stunned.
A popular TikTok song was playing in her head: "How can he be so handsome!"
I saw Ah Lei in formal attire when I was in Hong Kong, but even though he was dressed formally, his eyes were still unfocused, and he always seemed a bit out of place with his surroundings.
But today was different. He was actually nervous, his face tense, his jaw clenched. His already thin face became even more angular, his gaze sharp, and he exuded a commanding presence.
Is this the person she's always loved? Heaven has been kind to her!
Qin Xiaoyu ran towards him with incredibly light and joyful steps.
When A Lei saw a group of women come out, he couldn't find Qin Xiaoyu at first glance. The Fang family women were tall, and Qin Xiaoyu was too short.
When his gaze fell on Qin Xiaoyu, he was momentarily stunned.
Qin Xiaoyu, like a light and agile little bird, joyfully rushed over. A Lei opened his arms and strode forward to greet her. Their eyes were locked, unable to look away for even a second...
"How wonderful! How I wish I could relive my youth!" Mrs. Fang suddenly exclaimed.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw A Lei's mother come out of the small building, and immediately, with an agility beyond her years, she jumped into the car.
"Get in the car!" she said to the couple outside who were staring at each other, completely absorbed in their own world.
Qin Xiaoyu then realized her blunder, blushed, and turned to run to the car door, where someone had already opened it.
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