Chapter Twenty-six

Chapter Twenty-six

"Miss are you sure you want that hairstyle?" Question to the woman combing my hair.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" I asked him coldly. She shook her head and trying to knock some sense on my head again but my decision is already final no one can change my mind.

"Your hair is naturally shinny and wavy and suits you well. It's even naturally light brown and too long. Don't you even regret it?"

"You're wasting my time. Are you going to cut it or what?! Do I still need to call your manager for making your customer wait?!" He didn't answer anymore, he combed it and bonded it on the top of my head and cut it.

He was still grimacing when he cut it, it's obvious that he regrets my hair but I don't care. This is my hair anyway not hers. He cut the rest of my long hair that wasn't tied up until it completely became mohok.

"It took him a while to wake up."

"I never imagined her with this hairstyle, but it suits her perfectly." "That's right. It looks like Miley Cyrus is the only