Ouyang Jiahui said arrogantly, "Ha ha, truly so infatuated, but too bad I'm not falling for it. Her title as the worst designer is already set in stone. Once I make up my mind, there's no changing it, no matter how much you plead."
Turns out Ouyang Jiahui was just messing with him, Xu Xiangbei was so angry he really wanted to hit her, but he doesn't hit women.
He saw a bottle of yellow liquid on the table next to him, probably some kind of hair dye, he picked up the bottle and with a gulp, poured it all over Ouyang Jiahui's head. Her long jet-black hair instantly turned yellow.
Ouyang Jiahui let out a sharp scream as if she had been humiliated, and Jack rushed in from outside, flustered: "What happened, what happened, oh my God, how could you do this, her hair is totally ruined!"
