The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

It was noon when Xing Jiu'an made her hairstyle, and she took a closer look at her new hairstyle.

The hair was not cut any shorter. The slightly longer hair was made into one-off curls. The hair was slightly fluffy and looked very soft.

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate, but the eyes look a little cold, which weakens the soft appearance of the hairstyle, as if it is high and unapproachable.

Beautiful and sassy and cool!

"This hairstyle suits you very well." The hair stylist looked at Xing Jiu'an with a cold face in the mirror and said with a smile.

Xing Jiu'an occasionally comes with Qin Ge. He is also familiar with Xing Jiu'an. Although it seems cold now, he actually knows that Xing Jiu'an is very easy to get along with.

And when I came, I liked to laugh.

Xing Jiu'an smiled, "Any hairstyle suits me."

This is particularly arrogant, but the hair stylist can't say anything to refute it.

"..."

Sure enough, the familiar taste, the familiar Xing Jiu'an.

Proud and narcissistic, the level of narcissism is comparable to that of the shop owner Qin Ge, the key point is that what she said is still true...

You are not angry!

Hair stylists control their expressions very well.

Xing Jiu'an took two glances, paid the money, and went out with Mu Qing and his master and uncle.

"Jiu'an, what gift did you prepare?" the master asked on the way.

"A pair of calligraphy and painting and a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

The master nodded, thinking that Xing Jiu'an's gift was prepared quite like that. The old man of the Huo family liked calligraphy and painting very much.

Xing Jiu'an didn't wear a dress, a white shirt and black trousers. He was wearing a thin black long coat outside, and the shoes he wore were also extremely simple black short boots.

No matter how ordinary the dress is, it looks more formal, which is enough for Xing Jiu'an.

This banquet has nothing to do with her, just take this opportunity to take a look at the two old people who used to be good to her, and send a birthday present to the old man of the Huo family.

Any more and there will be no more.

They ate a simple meal outside and took the gifts they had prepared. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The banquet started at six o'clock in the afternoon, but most people arrived at four or five in the afternoon.

This was a banquet in the old house of the Huo family, which was a little far from where they were now, so they didn't do anything else, and rushed over there.

On the way, Xing Jiu'an was a little silent.

She remembered what Jiu Chi said, and she didn't know if the people in the Huo family treated her like that because of Jiu Chi in the last life.

It's not that I want to forgive, but I just think that if Huo's parents and Huo's mother and those two brothers treat her so badly, Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo can still make her feel warm and make her feel , a little moved.

"What's wrong?" The master asked Xing Jiu'an strangely when he saw Xing Jiu'an smiling suddenly.

"Nothing." Xing Jiu'an shook his head.

It's really nothing. No matter how many things happened before, it seems that she can laugh it off. In the dream of being sick, she had a beautiful dream.

When I was a child, the little Xing Se and the slightly older Xing Jiu'an were the favorites of the master and the brothers and sisters.

She grew up in happiness, she is proud and arrogant all the time, she has countless trophies, many followers, and countless honors...

It may be that I suddenly want to understand, or it may be that I know the truth and feel relieved...

She chose to let go of the past.