Luo Ye cut a few times and when reaching for the hair clip, she noticed Mao and Ah Dong both staring at her, seemingly hesitant to speak, then smiled: "Just focus on your work, don't mind me."
"President Luo, how about..." Mao hesitated: "How about I finish dealing with your classmate before discussing further?" The meaning was clear: President Luo, please, could you not torture yourself?
"It's fine, forget it, don't let it affect your performance." Luo Ye casually pulled the curtain shut: "Let's not interfere with each other, we'll see whose hairstyle is the most beautiful after we're done!" Xiao Qing voluntarily stood by Luo Ye's side: "President Luo, can I be your assistant, please?"
"Sure, hand me the tools!" Luo Ye was quite pleased with Xiao Qing's eagerness, she liked kids who were diligent with their eyes, mouth, and legs.
