Chapter 636: About Wu Yue’s Badly Cut Hair

Chapter 636: About Wu Yue's Bad Haircut

The hairstylist, "What kind of haircut do you want?"

Wu Yue, "A short haircut."

While Wu Yue was getting her hair cut, Shen Que sat on the waiting sofa, watching her the entire time.

As she watched and the haircut progressed, Wu Yue's expression gradually turned distorted as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Shen Que suddenly snorted, then turned his face away under Wu Yue's furious glare in the mirror.

Even then, catching a glimpse of Wu Yue's new hairstyle out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but lower his head and laugh uncontrollably.

Wu Yue walked out of the salon with a dark expression. Dammit, all the excitement was gone! It's true—no one leaves a hair salon happy!

Furious and embarrassed, Wu Yue took her anger out on others, "What kind of salon did you pick? What kind of haircut is this?"

Shen Que reached out and ruffled Wu Yue's newly styled messy mop, "Not good-looking? I think it's still..."

Hearing Shen Que's suppressed laughter, Wu Yue jabbed him hard with her elbow in retaliation.

Her tone was sinister, "If you dare laugh again, I'll shut you up permanently."

Rubbing the spot where Wu Yue had hit him, Shen Que watched as she grumbled about the salon owner and felt a tug in his chest.

Shen Que, "Where else do you want to go?"

Wu Yue sulked, "Let's go back."

Shen Que, "How about buying some clothes?"

Wu Yue refused, "With a haircut like this, what's the point of buying clothes?"

Shen Que coaxed her, "You're beautiful. Any hairstyle suits you."

Wu Yue glared at him, "General Shen, I have reason to suspect you're in cahoots with this salon owner to settle a personal score with me!"

Shen Que raised an eyebrow and glanced at her sideways, "Interesting. Please elaborate on the 'personal score' part."

Wu Yue huffed and turned away, ignoring him. Her mind kept replaying Shen Que's expression and reaction just now, which were exactly the same as when they were trapped together during the frozen meat can incident.

Tsk... such a flirtatious tease. Not only is he good-looking, but he always manages to get her humor.

Shen Que glanced at Wu Yue through the rearview mirror, noticing the smile on her lips and her good mood, and couldn't suppress a smile himself.

The drive from the bustling city center back to the High-Level Association building was filled with a flirty, charged atmosphere that made one's heart itch.

Before returning the car, Shen Que found a secluded spot and parked the car.

Wu Yue immediately got suspicious at his actions, "What do you think you’re doing?"

Shen Que nodded, "I want to."

Wu Yue quickly retorted, "Shen Que, we had an agreement!"

Without giving Wu Yue time to react, Shen Que leaned over, swept her into a tight embrace, and buried his face in her chest.

"Wife, just let me hold you for a while."

As soon as they entered the building, Lu Xiu had no clue what nonsense was coming.

"I just want to hold you quietly like this for a while. I won’t do anything else."

Wrapped in a close embrace with no space between them, Shen Que’s deep love enveloped her completely. Wu Yue stayed rigid for a good while before finally giving in, reaching out to wrap her arms around Shen Que’s neck and gently stroke his hair.

Feeling Wu Yue’s response, Shen Que immediately broke into a grin, nuzzling his face against her and holding her even tighter.

Shen Que, "Sweetheart, I love you so much."

Wu Yue’s breath hitched, "Shen Que."

Shen Que, "Even if you don’t want to say it now, even if you’re afraid to say it, I know you love me.

Only because you love me would you fear my death and come here alone.

Only because you love me would you forgive my change of heart and wish me well through tears.

Only because you love me would you be afraid of hurting me, afraid of ruining our good memories.

Wu Yue, everything you’ve done for me—though you never say the word 'love'—every action speaks of love."

Wu Yue, "Shen Que, don’t be so good to me."

You’re so good that I really can’t bear to let go.

Shen Que gave Wu Yue a tight squeeze before letting her go, "Let’s go, let's head back."

Only by facing the inevitable trials early can we truly be carefree together.

Wu Yue tried hard to tear her gaze away from Shen Que’s profile, but his calm, restrained eyes and the overwhelmingly reliable, secure aura he exuded kept her gaze locked.

It had to be him... she'd picked the best husband.

Shen Que suddenly said, "Miss Wu Yue, since you’ve made up your mind to keep some distance from me for now, I hope you can refrain from overly intimate gestures toward me."

Shen Que glanced sideways, "Don’t get any improper ideas about me. I’m not an easy catch."

Wu Yue, "..." This person changes his tune in the blink of an eye—here he goes again!!

Once he gets into his acting mode, he’s full of energy and endless antics!!

As soon as they returned the car and entered the High Order Association building, they saw Lu Xiu waiting there.

Clearly aware that the restrictions had loosened and that Shen Que had instantly taken down Qiongqi, this troublemaker was here to stir up more chaos.

Logically, his usual approach was to play the emotional card.

But when he saw Wu Yue’s new haircut, he opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again, and finally blurted out:

"Did a dog chew on your head?"

This was utterly embarrassing. Shen Que, Lu Xiu, Cain, and Lucifer were all incredibly good-looking guys. With all these handsome men around, and Wu Yue sporting a head of uneven, dog-chewed hair, even someone as strong-willed as Lu Xiu could barely keep the sentimental act going.

Still in love?

Well... maybe not so much...

Suddenly, an open confrontation didn’t seem like such a bad idea...

Wu Yue snapped, completely rattled—this time, she was truly rattled!

She had been butting heads with Lu Xiu for six months and never once lost her cool, her mindset as steady as a rock.

No matter what Lu Xiu attacked her with, she never got angry—on the contrary, her fighting spirit fired up like a gamecock.

But making fun of her haircut? That made her angry! She was genuinely furious!

Because, well, her haircut really was terrible!!!

"Pfft," snickers erupted one after another, making Wu Yue's scalp practically boil over.

Wu Yue even suspected that the reason Shen Que had just hugged her and didn’t kiss her earlier was because he thought her haircut was ugly!!

Ha... Ha! No wonder he suddenly suggested setting boundaries between them, telling her not to act too intimately and not to get any ideas!!

He really is full of himself!! From now on, forget touching him—she wouldn’t even look his way!!

Heh... Heh... She scanned the four men present with a look of disdain—all men in the world are the same!!

Snatching the access card from Shen Que’s hand, Wu Yue stormed off furiously, swiped her card for the elevator, and left.

Zhou Chuan happened to be arriving to meet up with Lu Xiu. The moment he saw Wu Yue, he was about to greet her, but his eyes landed on her hair. He blinked in shock, his face twisting into what could only be described as a look of horror.

Wu Yue recognized that expression—it was the same one Zhou Chuan had worn back in the dungeon when he saw the dismembered body parts she was examining from the Top Ten Murder Cases!!

Ha... Ha!

Wu Yue snarled, "Are you coming or not? If not, move aside!"

Zhou Chuan’s gaze simply couldn’t tear itself away from Wu Yue’s hair. He respectfully edged out of the elevator cautiously.

Only after Wu Yue had stomped off, looking ready to kill, did Zhou Chuan finally give in to his curiosity and ask Shen Que:

"May I ask, Lord Seraph, which salon did Miss Wu Yue get her haircut at?"

Everyone present subtly perked up their ears, determined to add that salon to their blacklist.

Shen Que replied, "Miss Sadako."

Everyone retracted their ears—no problem there, that salon had always been on the blacklist.

Zhou Chuan murmured, "...Miss Sadako has poor eyesight; she cuts hair purely by intuition..."

After a moment,

Zhou Chuan earnestly suggested, "Lord Seraph, you should buy Miss Wu Yue a wig as soon as possible.

Otherwise, given Miss Wu Yue’s ferocious verbal combat skills in her enraged state, everyone who laughed at her hair...

might just get ripped to shreds by her..."