My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day

Chapter 491: 491, change a hairstyle, and change a mood.

How much longer will I have to endure this?

Huo Jingshen’s handsome face darkened.

To be honest, he was really having a hard time restraining himself.

If it wasn’t for the fact that the car was parked right in front of the school, which would raise eyebrows…

Su Wanwan, unsettled by his clearly dissatisfied look, could only say, “Just a few more days. Please behave.”

Upon finishing, she even stroked his cheek in an attempt to soothe him.

Huo Jingshen: “….”

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Su Wanwan loitered around the girl’s dormitory for a while until the heat in her face subsided before she went inside.

Upon stepping out of the elevator, she saw the door to the next room wide open with lights pouring out of it.

Uh, are those two finished now?

It’s been three hours, they should be done, right? Cough, cough…

Therefore, she walked straight in. “Weiyi?”

Mo Weiyi was sitting at the desk studying.

Upon hearing her, he mumbled a response without lifting his head.

Su Wanwan looked around and found nothing amiss. The room had been tidied up, the bed was neat and tidy, showing no signs of the recent passionate encounter.

Unable to rein in her curiosity, she asked, “Where’s Mr. Xiao?”

“He went back.” Mo Weiyi replied, still gripping his black pen, the intensity in his gaze piercing.

An intensity that was somewhat eerie.

“Oh, he’s already gone? How did your conversation go?” Su Wanwan moved closer.

Mo Weiyi’s fingers paused for a moment, then he continued writing. “Not so well?”

Not so well?

Su Wanwan frowned, “What does that mean?”

Finally lifting his face, Mo Weiyi flashed her a brilliant smile and asked, “Wanwan, do you have any classes tomorrow afternoon?”

“Tomorrow afternoon?” Su Wanwan thought for a moment, “I don’t think so. Why?”

Mo Weiyi stroked his slightly curly long hair. “My hair has grown too long. I want to get a haircut. Would you like to join me?”

“Sure.”

Su Wanwan thought he just wanted a trim, but once they sat down at the VM hair salon, she heard Mo Weiyi say to Lili, “I want to change to a short hairstyle. Please cut all my hair off.”

Lili froze, “A short hairstyle?”

Su Wanwan was also stunned, “Weiyi, what are you thinking? Don’t you love your long hair?”

Ever since kindergarten, Mo Weiyi had always had beautiful long hair that reached his waist. He had never experimented with a short hairstyle, not even in recent years. Just the sight of his well-groomed, luxuriously abundant hair made one want to touch it — the dazzling result of constant care and regular treatments to ensure its silky, shiny texture. And now he wanted to cut it all off?

“Wanwan, do you think I wouldn’t look good with short hair?” Mo Weiyi examined himself in the mirror. “I think I would look quite nice since I have a small face.”

He was definitely right about this. One’s facial features become more prominent with a short hairstyle, and Mo Weiyi, with his small and delicate features, could pull off any hairstyle. But…

“Miss Mo, your current hairstyle suits you perfectly and your hair quality is so good. Why do you want to cut it suddenly? It’s such a waste.” Lili started persuading her.

As Mo Weiyi’s personal stylist for several years, Lili knew her quite well.

Let’s face it. If she went through with cutting her hair, our little princess might cry.

“Right, Weiyi. Please don’t be impulsive. I’m afraid you’ll regret it after your hair is cut.”

“It’s okay. If I regret it, I can always use hair extensions.” Mo Weiyi showed a nonchalant attitude, “Lili, let’s get started.”

“Wait.” Su Wanwan arrived in front of the mirror, furrowing her brows. “Weiyi, did something upset you? What did Mr. Xiao say to you last night?”

Mo Weiyi gave a gentle smile. “It has nothing to do with him. I just want to change my hairstyle, and perhaps my mood along with it.”

“What’s wrong with your mood? And what do you mean it has nothing to do with Mr. Xiao? Who else could affect your mood?”

Mo Weiyi had often quarreled with Xiao Yebai before, but they would usually just drink to drown their sorrows and then quickly reconcile.

This time, although the cold war had lasted a bit longer, she hadn’t expected it to reach the point where Mo Weiyi would cut her hair short.

She couldn’t help but recall a TV drama she had seen before. When a woman’s heart is broken by a man, she becomes a nun, cutting off her long locks to keep company with the dim light… cough, cough.

Mo Weiyi smiled, “You’re overthinking it. It really has nothing to do with him.”

At most, he was just an external factor.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she took a deep breath. “Lili, go ahead.”

Lili held the scissors, making sure once again, “Miss Mo, are you sure you want to cut it? Once it’s cut, there’s no turning back. Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider?”

“No reconsideration.” Mo Weiyi gripped her hands. “Go ahead.”

Su Wanwan quickly added, “Don’t cut it too short. I think… shoulder-length would be good enough.”

Mo Weiyi, “….”

At Su Wanwan’s suggestion, Lili immediately said, “Yes, Miss Mo, just keep your hair at shoulder length. Semi-long hair is trendy nowadays and it will accentuate your elegance more. If it’s too short, it would look too tomboyish. I’m sure you wouldn’t like it. What do you think?”

The two coaxingly persuaded her, leaving Mo Weiyi with no choice but to compromise, “Alright then, I’ll follow your advice.”

Only then did Su Wanwan feel relieved as she went back to her seat on the couch.

Lili took up the scissors, started cutting Mo Weiyi’s hair, curling it, doing the hair care…

The whole process took almost four hours.

That’s how an afternoon passed by.

Finally.

“Done.” Lili undid the gown around Mo Weiyi.

Mo Weiyi looked at herself in the mirror and then stood up, “Wanwan, does it look good?”

Su Wanwan nodded, “It does.”

The color hasn’t changed, it was still the honey tea color, shoulder length, soft and voluminous, curls just right.

If the past Mo Weiyi with longer curly hair looked like a pretty sweet little princess, soft and cute at first glance.

Then this new hairstyle elevated her whole temperament, chic with a fresh feel, and there was an added hint of mature femininity compared to before.

Anyway, any hairstyle requires a good-looking face.

And it was very obvious that this hairstyle was quite a success.

Mo Weiyi was also very satisfied with her new hairstyle.

Actually, when she decided to cut her hair, she had some hesitations, but now she feels entirely accepting of it.

Feeling happy, she took her phone and snapped a photo to send in the WeChat group.

[Little Huanhuan, do you think my new hairstyle looks good? Quickly say it does!]

Su Wanwan was speechless.

Shi Huan replied quickly, [It does!]

Mo Weiyi was even more proud, [Quickly say I’m super beautiful!]

Shi Huan accorded face and replied again, [Super Beautiful!]

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“What are you looking at? Why are you so happy?”

In the patient’s room, watching Shi Huan smiling foolishly at her phone, Young Master Chu couldn’t resist asking.

Shi Huan put down the smile on her lips and got up to clear the fruit tray.

Was Chu… a pig?

He just finished a whole tray of mangoes?

“I asked you a question. Who are you chatting with?” Young Master Chu was discontented with her attitude.

She is already his girlfriend, why is she still so indifferent towards her boyfriend?

Shi Huan had to explain, “Miss Mo just changed her hairstyle. We were talking about it. Do you want to see it too?”

Chu Xiuhuang, who was trying to make conversation, nodded after hearing this, “Show me.”

Shi Huan sent the selfie Mo Weiyi took to him.

Chu Xiuhuang picked up his phone and glanced at it.

Shi Huan looked at him, “Doesn’t she look beautiful?”

“Not bad.” Chu Xiuhuang put down his phone.

Shi Huan: “…”

That’s it?

Shouldn’t he supposed to look at it intensively, so intensively that he couldn’t take his eyes off of it?

“I think this hairstyle would really suit you. Your hair length is almost the same.” Chu Xiuhuang suddenly mentioned.

Shi Huan was stunned for a moment, then she gave a dry laugh, “I’m going to wash the dishes.”

Chu Xiuhuang was leaning on the hospital bed, crossing one leg over the other, the long legs swinging leisurely.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, his phoenix eyes squinted, his tongue slowly pressed against his cheek, a slight wicked smile on his face.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Who would have such a frustrated boyfriend?

They’ve confirmed their relationship for several days, yet he still had to be so respectful towards his girlfriend?

If this gets out, wouldn’t his brothers laugh him to death?

No!

There’s no better day than the present. Today, he must advance their relationship!

Chu Xiuhuang secretly made up his mind.

So when Shi Huan came out after washing the dishes, Young Master Chu immediately began issuing commands, “Little Huanhuan, your boss’s shoulders are a little sore. Come over and massage me.”