Liang Canwen went upstairs and knocked on the door of Apartment 2201.
Dong dong dong~
"Coming!"
Ye Fanzhi swayed her slender waist in her white dress as she walked over and opened the door, her smile radiant. "You're here. Come in, please."
"I won't go in. Here, your clothes."
Liang Canwen handed the clothes to Ye Fanzhi and turned to leave.
"Stop!"
"Anything, Mrs.?"
"You stole my underwear."
"Why would I steal your underwear?"
"How would I know why you'd steal it?"
"...Let me see."
Liang Canwen took the bag and looked. There was only the qipao, no underwear.
"That's strange. It was in there when I took it out. How did it disappear? It must have fallen in the car. I'll go down and get it."
"Wait for me. I'm going out too."
Ye Fanzhi put on her high heels, closed the door, and went into the elevator with Liang Canwen. She asked with interest, "Mr. Liang, when I asked you inside just now, were you afraid that some tough guys with knives would jump out and threaten you?"
"I've only met your wife once, and we don't know each other. Anything is possible in this society, but what's not possible is a free lunch, right, Mrs.?"
Ye Fanzhi smiled, not because the man was a coward, but because she found him likable.
If Liang Canwen had gone inside, Ye Fanzhi would have looked down on him, thinking he was easily manipulated, that he'd fall for a simple come-on line.
But he hadn't gone in. It wasn't cowardice. He had a clear head. This man wasn't so easily fooled. Unlike some men who lose control the moment they see a woman. Heh, why didn't Li Xingran cherish such a good man?
"By the way, has your ex-wife come back to see your daughter these past few days?"
"No, but thankfully her Aunt is there, otherwise she'd definitely miss her mother."
"Sigh, she's so young. You should dote on your daughter more. She's lost her mother's love, so give her more fatherly love."
"???" Liang Canwen looked at Ye Fanzhi's pretty face, which was full of concern, and smiled. "When you're not being serious, you actually speak quite seriously."
Ye Fanzhi let out a "Whoa~" and rolled her eyes. "I'm always serious, okay? Don't falsely accuse me. I'm not that kind of bad woman. I just think it's tough for you to raise a child alone, being both a father and a mother, and having to work to earn money. I have a friend who cuts hair; I'll introduce you to his business."
The elevator doors opened at that moment.
Liang Canwen let out an "Oh" and walked out of the elevator, heading to the parking lot. He opened the passenger door of the Bentley.
"..." Ye Fanzhi was speechless at Liang Canwen's attitude. She followed him, complaining, "What do you mean by 'Oh'? I'm introducing you to a business opportunity, and you're not even happy?"
"Happy, happy. Get in the car."
"That's more like it."
Ye Fanzhi got into the car and, unintentionally, noticed the 'B' logo on the steering wheel. She hadn't paid attention to what kind of car it was, just assuming a man would have a car. But seeing the 'B' now, she realized this car was something else.
Suddenly, she jumped out of the car and saw it was a sapphire blue Bentley Bentayga.
"This car is... yours?"
Ye Fanzhi pointed at the Bentley, looking at Liang Canwen in surprise.
"Surprised?"
"Very surprised. You can afford this car? Hey, hey, don't be mad. That's not what I meant. I meant, you can afford this car, and your wife still ran off with someone else?"
"It's a coincidence. Just got divorced, and the wealth management products my parents invested in with a mortgage on their house all skyrocketed. What do you think of that?"
"Your wife was bad luck. Blocking your fortune. Heh, in that case, do you think the man she ran off with will be killed by her?"
"Don't care. Get in the car."
"I hope your wife kills that adulterer!"
Ye Fanzhi got into the passenger seat and looked around, then turned to Liang Canwen. "Congratulations, you're rich. Good people get good rewards."
"Thank you. You too. I wish you find your other half soon."
Liang Canwen started the Bentley and drove off. "Madam, where would you like to go? I'll take you."
"To your shop. I want to get my bangs trimmed."
"Sorry, I'm also going to the barber shop to get a haircut. I can't trim your bangs."
"Huh? Aren't you a barber? You also go to other people's shops to get your hair cut?"
"Madam, I am a barber, but I can't have an out-of-body experience to cut my own hair."
"That's true. I know a good barber shop. Let's go there. They're professional, and they wash your hair cleaner than you do."
"...Madam, do you believe I'll make you get out of the car!"
"Hehehe~"
Ye Fanzhi laughed; she hadn't had such a pleasant conversation in a long time.
They were both locals of Modu, so they had common ground, and their relationship grew closer as they chatted in the Modu dialect along the way.
In a high-end hair salon, all the stylists, including Tony, wore earpieces and walkie-talkies, giving it an upscale feel.
The two of them entered the shop, and a stylist named Tony greeted them warmly, "Are you two here for a wash or a haircut?"
Ye Fanzhi said, "My friend needs a haircut. I want your Chief Image Designer to do it for him personally."
Liang Canwen asked, "Aren't you getting your bangs trimmed?"
Ye Fanzhi replied, "Not today. I'll get it done at your shop next time. It's too expensive here. I don't have any money, dear."
Liang Canwen looked at the Hermès bag in his dear's hand, thinking, This dear is quite playful.
Liang Canwen: "It's expensive. You're not getting a haircut, and you want me to get one?"
"You're driving a Bentley! This little bit of money is nothing to you. Besides..." Ye Fanzhi pointed at the staff, "Look at them. Tony isn't called a hairstylist; their name tags say 'Chief Image Designer.' Some even say 'Chief Image Director.' The vibe is elevated, and the prices go up. Learn from it."
"Okay, okay, I'll learn. When my new shop opens, I'll raise the bar too."
Liang Canwen smiled and went to the shampoo area. Ye Fanzhi sat on the sofa. After waiting for half an hour, he finally finished washing his hair; these expensive services naturally take a long time.
Liang Canwen sat in front of the mirror. The Chief Image Director looked at Liang Canwen's hair and said, "Sir, you're quite handsome, and your features are very defined. Your hair is long enough, perfect for styling."
Ye Fanzhi rested her chin on her hand, watching Liang Canwen. This man had a good foundation; he'd definitely be handsome after being styled.
The more I think about it, the less I understand what that woman is thinking. She doesn't want such a high-quality man, and yet she's my husband's mistress?
"I..."
Liang Canwen was about to speak, but Ye Fanzhi interrupted:
"For this haircut, I'll show you a photo. It's this hairstyle that Hu Ge has in this Harper's Bazaar shoot."
Liang Canwen looked at the photo, "This hairstyle is a pain to manage. It needs a lot of hairspray to hold it in place every day."
"You're not exactly broke, why worry about hairspray? Just get it cut!" Ye Fanzhi said domineeringly.
Liang Canwen: !!!
"Ahem..." Ye Fanzhi immediately softened, "You'll look great with this hairstyle. Trust me, your ex-wife will regret it when she sees you!"
Liang Canwen realized that his wife really disliked his ex-wife.
"Alright, alright, whatever the wife wants. Anyway, I'm pretty handsome, I'd look good even with a buzz cut. Cut it."
The Chief Image Designer began to trim Liang Canwen's hair. Ye Fanzhi kept chattering beside him, giving instructions like 'thin it out a bit here,' 'don't cut it here, no, no, no,' 'fix it here,' 'good, good, good, it looks great'…
Not long after.
After drying his hair and finishing the styling, Liang Canwen looked in the mirror and said, "Not bad."
Ye Fanzhi said, "What do you mean, 'not bad'? You're pretty handsome. I wasn't wrong, was I? This hairstyle suits you. Your looks have improved. How much is it?"
The Chief Image Designer said, "2999."
Ye Fanzhi took out her phone, but Liang Canwen stopped her, saying, "I'll pay."
Ye Fanzhi said, "I brought you to such an expensive place. I'll pay."
Liang Canwen said, "I'm the one getting the haircut. Let me pay. How can I let you pay?"
The Chief Image Designer said, "Mr. and Mrs., why are you arguing? It's all the same who pays, isn't it?"
Both of them turned their heads and said in unison, "He/She is not my husband/wife."
Huh???
Everyone in the shop opened their mouths in surprise.
Wow, a big scandal?
Is no one watching? Wuwuwu~ The newbie is so miserable.
(End of this chapter)