Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

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‘Ding—’ It just so happened that the doorbell rang.

Chi Baobao said fiercely, "Sit here and don't run around."

Just ran away and opened the door as if to escape.

"Little Master."

"Little Master."

Two top stylists of zq Entertainment hurriedly arrived here, and when they saw Chi Baobao, they nodded and bowed their heads and said hello with a flattering expression.

"Little Master, do you want to cut your hair?"

This is the prince from the chaebol headquarters, the future heir of the Li chaebol, the little prince actually came to their little place and specifically named the two of them. It was really a pie in the sky.

They will definitely try their best to catch this pie that has finally fallen, and strive to get a good impression in front of the little prince.

Chi Baobao glanced at the two women who were smiling like weasels, did not put them deliberately in favor, and said coldly, "It's not that I want to cut."

"That's..." The two stylists were confused.

He pointed to the girl sitting in a restaurant not far away, and said, "You go and wash her hair, remember not to touch the wound on her forehead, and wash it clean."

They are first-line stylists in the entertainment industry, and the little prince actually asked them to wash...wash their hair.

How is this different from a barber on the side of the road?

The two stylist's faces turned blue, and they looked in the direction of his fingers, their expressions even more difficult to express...

One of them probably felt that he had been humiliated, and explained in a whisper, "Little master, you are mistaken. We do styling and we are not very good at washing our hair."

Chi Baobao's eyes, which were identical to those of the Li family, swept over her coolly. The stylist didn't know why there was a feeling of choking and oppression in the throat.

"I..." All her words stuck in her throat.

Chi Baobao looked away, and she was able to take a breath.

Before she could breathe evenly, she heard the peculiar low-pitched voice of the teenager saying, "You don't even know how to wash your hair? Can you get out of bed?"

Will the roll bedding go away?

The stylist who asked indifferently had blue, white and purple on her face, or was the person next to her reacted quickly, and hurriedly bumped her with her elbow, and laughed first, "Little master, we will, we will, we promise that. The lady washed her hair clean."

The stylist who was hit also recovered, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he no longer dared to be disrespectful because of Chi Baobab's age, and said, "Little master, I was wrong. We will help. The young lady washes carefully and does not touch the wound."

"By the way, help her wash her face, will you?" Chi Baobao angered a little, then returned to her cool look, taking a careless look.

"Yes, yes!" None of the two dared to think that Chi Baobao would insult their profession by letting them wash their hair and face.

The biggest difference between adults and children is that they understand when to bow their heads.

Not to mention that the Li chaebols can't afford it, even ZQ Entertainment can't afford it. If zq entertainment dismissed them, and told them in the circle that they had offended the little prince, they wouldn't have to be mixed up.

Is it important to eat?

Wash your hair if you don't have it!

The two are worthy of stylists for first-line stars. They are very efficient. In less than half an hour, they washed Han Xiaoruo's hair and washed her face. By the way, they also helped the girl tie a fluffy and cute ponytail, not too quickly. quick.

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