Chapter 185 Then I'll trouble you, Madam.
Chen Ci understood: "No wonder. Do you need our help to prepare a surprise?"
"No need." Lin Feiyan's gaze was distant, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips: "We'll spend this birthday together."
Chen Ci agreed, "Alright."
After the bandages were removed, Lin Feiyan raised his hand and touched the back of his head. The wound had healed well, and he could only feel a slight sensation when he touched it. The most noticeable thing was that his hair was of uneven length.
He walked to the mirror and looked at himself: "Is it short?"
Chen Ci took a picture of him and handed it to him: "It's very short."
Lin Feiyan looked down at himself. His hairstyle looked like a small desert suddenly growing in the middle of a lush grassland, so ugly that it was unbearable to look at.
He couldn't bear to look anymore, and raised his hand to rub his temples: "What should we do?"
"To the styling studio..."
Before Chen Ci could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door. Lin Feiyan quickly sat back in his wheelchair, and Chen Ci went to open the door.
Ye Qingning brought in three cups of milk tea: "I made the pearl milk tea myself. Although it doesn't taste as good as the ones in the store, at least it's made with the real ingredients."
Chen Ci took the cup from his hand and said, "Thank you."
Ye Qingning moved closer to Lin Feiyan, but he stopped her with a raised hand: "No need, I don't drink, don't come any closer."
Ye Qingning was taken aback: "Huh?"
She didn't stop walking: "I made them myself. I used traditional brown sugar to make the pearls, and added pure milk. They're really delicious."
Lin Feiyan's wheelchair moved backward: "No need, no need..."
Noticing his actions, Ye Qingning was a little confused: "If you don't need it, you don't need it. Why are you so agitated?"
She casually placed the milk tea on the cabinet and turned to walk behind Lin Feiyan: "How is the wound healing? Let me see."
"Okay, stop..."
Lin Feiyan tried to stop her, but Ye Qingning moved quickly and went around to Lin Feiyan's back.
Chen Ci was focused on drinking his milk tea and didn't notice the two of them until a moment later, Ye Qingning's laughter broke out in the room.
"Hahaha...this is so ugly, hahaha..."
Lin Feiyan: "..."
Chen Ci: "..."
Noticing the slightly awkward silence in the air, Ye Qingning stopped smiling and waved her hand, "It's okay, I can cut it for you. I have a full set of haircutting equipment, I guarantee you'll look incredibly handsome."
"You'll cut my hair?" Lin Feiyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "You know how to cut hair?"
"This is a piece of cake." Ye Qingning brushed her bangs aside to show him: "See? I cut these pretty and natural air bangs myself!"
Lin Feiyan's gaze fell on her face, and her playful and cute appearance stirred a slight ripple in his heart.
Chen Ci finally realized that the boss was indeed not angry.
If someone else had mocked his hairstyle, he would probably be in serious trouble by now.
He quickly smiled and said, "No need, I'll take the eldest brother..."
“Alright.” Lin Feiyan interrupted Chen Ci, looking at Ye Qingning with a smile in his eyes: “Then I’ll trouble you, Madam.”
Ye Qingning blushed deeply at the mention of his wife and hurriedly ran away, saying, "I'm going upstairs to get my tools."
"The styling studio..." Chen Ci asked hesitantly.
"No need for now." Lin Fei said with a smile, "Isn't there a saying that women dress up for the men they love? Anyway, I cut my hair for her to see, so let her do whatever she wants. As long as she's happy."
Chen Ci choked a little from the dog food, swallowed the last mouthful of brown sugar pearls and said quietly, "Okay, then I won't bother you anymore, I'll leave first."
Lin Feiyan nodded, raising an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the empty milk tea cup in his hand: "I didn't know you started liking these things."
Chen Ci smiled and said, "You know I'm not a picky eater."
Lin Feiyan paused for a moment, then said, "Take both cups if you like."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
"Go ahead." Lin Feiyan's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Chen Ci leave with two cups of milk tea.
...
Soon Ye Qingning returned, leaving Lin Feiyan alone in the large room, holding a magazine and flipping through it.
Ye Qingning walked over: "You need to wash your hair first."
Lin Feiyan nodded: "Okay, do whatever you want with it. My wheelchair backrest can be reclined."
"That would be perfect."
Ye Qingning casually placed the tools on the stool, went to the bathroom to fill a basin with warm water, and Lin Feiyan reclined the back of his wheelchair and lay down on it, just enough to expose his head.
"Perfect."
Ye Qingning said, dragging a stool over to sit down and testing the water temperature: "Alright, let's begin."
"Mm," Lin Feiyan responded, a surge of anticipation and warmth rising in his heart.
Ye Qingning raised her hand and scooped up a handful of water, gently sprinkling it on Lin Feiyan's hair. The man's hair was very soft, and it felt gentle to the touch, which was different from his somewhat aloof personality.
Her hand gently stroked his head, wetting his hair little by little. Lin Feiyan could only feel her fingers running through his hair, the movements gentle and warm.
His eyes were fixed on her face, noticing the faint blush on her clear, flawless cheeks, his gaze filled with intense focus.
He smiled faintly, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
Ye Qingning looked down at him, and as their eyes met, her heartbeat suddenly went off-beat.
From this angle, the man's sharp features appear even more sculpted and perfect, as if carved by an axe or knife, and his deep eyes reflect the sunlight, making him especially captivating.
She could feel her heart racing, so she said in a trembling voice, "Close your eyes. You'll disrupt my rhythm and affect my performance..."
Sensing a hint of reproach in her voice, Lin Feiyan obediently closed his eyes, his mind filled with her bright eyes and shy expression.
It's breathtaking.
Ye Qingning was also clearly a little distracted at this moment.
She quickly finished washing his hair, and then the two moved to a brighter spot by the window.
Outside the window, multicolored roses are in full bloom. It's only five o'clock, and although the sun is setting, it is still bright. The scenery near and far is breathtaking.
Lin Feiyan let Ye Qingning help him tie on his apron, and then she turned on the hair dryer in her hand. The buzzing sound of the hair dryer suppressed his somewhat noisy heartbeat.
A phrase suddenly came to mind: "Our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents." The only person who could touch his hair, besides his stylist, was probably her.
She is unique and special.
It is something he will never let go of in his life, no matter what.
With a slight smile, Lin Feiyan carefully felt the sensation of her fingertips entwined in her hair.
After blow-drying her hair until it was half dry, Ye Qingning began to trim it.
When it came to actually taking action, she felt a tiny bit hesitant. After all, the man was a powerful CEO, and even if he was hiding his true intentions, there would still be high-level meetings. It wouldn't be good for him to appear on camera with a choppy, dog-chewed hairstyle.
Seeing that she didn't make any further moves, Lin Feiyan asked calmly, "Why did you stop?"
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