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mistreated. He felt uncomfortable about it. 。Even knowing those rumors were false, he still felt uneasy. 。Ye Wei brought her computer over and placed it in front of Mo Que, "I hacked into the Federal...Given that Long Chengtian dared to chase after his wife, Mo Yao and Mo Chen thought this brother was brave and admirable. They didn't seem to dislike him as much anymore. Thus, Long Chengtian openly moved into the Mo family home.

And Mo Chen arranged a villa opposite Wu Shuang's room for him. The window faced Wu Shuang's room. Wu Shuang didn't mind, Long Chengtian wanted to live there, so did he. Since Mo Yao and Mo Chen didn't object, she was too lazy to give her opinion.

During these days, WuShuang has been with Gui Mian getting acquainted with the Mafia's operations and his role. Since Gui Mian is a killer, Mo Yao and Mo Chen, after his agreement, unanimously agreed that he leads the assassination organization and is responsible for training, which would be more effective. Gui Mian also expressed interest in this type of work. This was originally partly handled by Mo Yao and partly by WuShuang. In this way, Mo Yao's burden has been significantly reduced.

Long Chengtian was also a clever man. Wherever Wu Shuang went, he would follow. He diligently carried out his promise to pursue his wife. Mo Yao and Mo Chen were delighted to watch the show, so there was this scene: every time Wu Shuang appeared, she was accompanied by two handsome men.

Back in Rome, most people showed their true faces. Even Gui Mian took off his mask and donned a new skin. No one had ever seen what he truly looked like. According to Mo Chen's judgment based on his outline, he must have been quite handsome. As a killer, he was trained from childhood. He wasn't as tall as Long Chengtian, more like Mo Yao and Mo Chen - slender and tall, not as muscular. But once he put on a suit, he became a real heartthrob, especially cool.

While Wu Shuang familiarized him with the Mafia affairs, he also introduced him to the environment of Rome. Ghostface rarely appeared in Italy. He was mainly active in North America and the Middle East before, with very little activity in Europe.

When she takes Ghost Noodle out, Long Chengtian will always follow. Mo Chen watches from behind and smiles the whole time. Usually, Wu Shuang only pursued someone if they were interested in her, but men chasing Wu Shuang, Long Chengtian was the first.

Not everyone has the courage to chase after a queen.

These two men flanked Wushuang, one cold and irritable, the other as icy as frost. Between fire and ice stood a queen of breathtaking beauty, forming a picturesque line. So when they approached the barbershop...

Exceptionally amusing!

The designer, hairstylist, and customers in the entire salon all turned their heads to look at them.

Wushuang was dressed impeccably, in a white shirt with a black cool silver chain – her signature style. Her long hair, reaching down to her waist, was obsidian black and smooth, her features were stunningly beautiful, her violet eyes shimmered, and the moment she entered the salon, she exuded an aura of a queen who stood alone at the top. The two men beside her were both in suits, sunglasses, and designer clothing from head to toe. They were handsome and tall, radiating authority. At first glance, one would think they were accompanying some noblewoman for a haircut.

The two men beside him looked like bodyguards, but their aura wasn't that of typical bodyguards. They made the women in the salon stare at them. Long Chengtian hated it when people looked at him like that, as if they had never seen a man die before. His aggressive gaze swept across the room, making everyone shrink their necks in fear.

The salon's designer is familiar with Mo Wushuang. She has followed Mo Xiaobai here a few times, and knows that Mo Wushuang is Mo Xiaobai's sister. Wushuang came to get her hair permed. She has been growing her long hair for ten years, trimming it herself when it got too long. She had never gotten her hair done at a salon before. When she wanted to change her hairstyle, she would wear wigs and rarely touch her own long hair. This time, she felt like doing something different with her hair, but she was actually a bit reluctant.

The designer is a handsome Italian man with dazzling golden hair, especially beautiful and bright. He helped Wushuang choose her hairstyle and hair color, suggesting that she shouldn't get a haircut because her hair quality was good. Her smooth, long hair looked very nice.

Wu Shuang beckoned with her hand, summoning the ghost face over. She flipped through different hairstyles, asking him which one he liked best. The ghost face's ears turned slightly red. He thought Wu Shuang looked good in any style; she didn't even need to cut her hair or perm it—she was already beautiful just the way she was.

This is more eye-catching.

Long Chengtian gritted his teeth and stared at Wushuang's back, then walked over. These days, Wushuang had been hanging out with Gui Mian, leaving him aside. He was familiar with Wushuang, used to her personality, so it didn't bother him much. As long as he had the guts and wasn't ashamed, the atmosphere was still harmonious.

"What kind of hair do you want to get You look so much better like this." Long Chengtian snorted. He really didn't know what was wrong with Wushuang, she had to insist on getting curly hair. Did she even need a haircut

“I can be more beautiful.” Wu-Shuang looked confidently at the mirror. She'd been wearing this style for so many years, and she was tired of it, just like some things, after so many years, she should learn to let go and release them.

She could be more carefree.

Waving at the mirror with a smile, Wu Shuang asked the Ghost Face, "Which one looks better"

Ghost Mian and Long Chengtian simultaneously pointed to one hairstyle, a large wavy perm. The model's face shape was also similar to Wushuang's, both oval-faced and evenly beautiful. With an ash-blonde dye job, she looked particularly alluring.

Long Chengtian glanced at Guimen, who looked like a ghost. Ghost Face raised an eyebrow and didn't seem to care much that the two had the same opinion. Wushuang was too lazy to choose either, so she let the stylist give her this hairstyle.

She firmly believes that as a model, she looks good doing anything.

This hairstyle took 6 hours to complete. Ghost Noodles is a patient person who can endure long periods of stillness. He didn't get frustrated at all during the process, as he's used to maintaining this posture for such extended periods.

Long Chengtian's temper was usually explosive and his patience was extremely short, but this time, unexpectedly, he was very quiet.

The two of them sat on the sofa, each taking up one end, neither speaking to the other, like strangers. One stared at his nose and the other looked through a magazine. The atmosphere was very strange. Wu Shuang, while doing her hair, suggested, "Gui Mian, why don't you get a haircut too"

Gui Mian shook his head, his head was never allowed to be touched by others. As an assassin, this was a taboo, so he cut his own hair, which was very neat and tidy.

Long Chengtian narrowed his eyes and asked, “Why don’t you ask me”

“With your buzz cut, what hairstyles are there to do Shave it all off” Wu Shuang teased jokingly. Long Chengtian's face darkened with anger, while Gui Mian's lip corners twitched into a slight curve. Wu Shuang could be quite mischievous sometimes, especially when she liked teasing Long Chengtian.

Long Chengtian was also quite...easily tricked. Every time, he'd be driven mad by her.

Ghost Noodles remembered asking Wu Shuang yesterday evening when they were watching the sunset together, "Actually, Long Cheng Tian seems pretty good too. You could consider him." He knew Wu Shuang's heart was actually very tired. After so many years of love and letting go, it was inevitable that her heart would feel empty.

Her unparalleled response was that she would no longer proactively offer a relationship. book." 。"She looked at her beloved baby, Tianzong, who didn't understand what Wushuang was saying. Thinking Wushuang was praising him, she giggled and clapped her hands, bouncing happily in the warm...