"I want to go check out Little Wardrobe," Jiang Ran said to Pei Huai. "Besides, my hair isn’t dry yet. If I take a stroll, it should be almost dry."
Listening to Jiang Ran’s words, Pei Huai’s gaze fell on Jiang Ran’s hair.
Jiang Ran’s hair was great—thick, black, and shiny.
The long hair hung loosely behind her with a beautiful arc, sowhat resembling ocean waves.
Pei Huai didn’t hide his gaze, and Jiang Ran easily noticed it.
Seeing Pei Huai staring at her hair, Jiang Ran laughed along.
It’s not just others who liked looking at it; she liked looking at it too.
These are natural curls!
It’s naturally curled, but not overly so.
When let down, it looked as if it had been ticulously styled into big waves.
Yet, it’s naturally this way, making it appear effortlessly stylish.
It was early morning at the kindergarten gate, with many people coming and going.
Jiang Ran wasn’t planning to stand there for long, "I’m going to Little Wardrobe, you go ahead with your things!"
Pei Huai glanced at Jiang Ran indifferently, "I don’t have much to do. I’ll go with you!"
Jiang Ran, "??"
This person isn’t busy with his own work?
Just a couple of days ago, he was coming and going early and late, looking tired—clearly very busy.
How co now there’s nothing to do?
Jiang Ran shot a suspicious look at Pei Huai but didn’t plan to get to the bottom of it.
If he wants to go, then he can tag along.
The two didn’t go back to ride their bikes; they just walked to Little Wardrobe.
Before, every ti Jiang Ran went to Little Wardrobe, she rode her bike, hurried there and back.
The roadside scenery seed like it had been seen countless tis, but in reality, she hadn’t really looked closely.
Now, since there was a chance, she might as well walk slowly.
The changes in the county town were significant; almost every day brought sothing new.
Stores by the roadside kept increasing, and the variety of goods seed to beco richer.
Jiang Ran looked around with interest, feeling the unique charm of this era.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the entrance of Little Wardrobe.
It was already past eight, and the doors of Little Wardrobe were naturally open.
Judging by how business had been, there should be people inside looking at clothes by now.
Jiang Ran thought so, and as she approached the entrance, indeed she heard voices inside.
But after listening to a few sentences, Jiang Ran frowned.
The voices didn’t seem right.
Jiang Ran didn’t hesitate any longer and strode in.
The room was quite full, with most people quietly gathered in a circle watching.
In the middle of the circle was Xia Qiufang and a sturdily built middle-aged woman.
Xia Qiufang’s cheek was red, looking like she’d been slapped, and her hair was disheveled.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Ran’s expression turned cold instantly. She walked over and shielded Xia Qiufang behind her.
The middle-aged woman seed startled by Jiang Ran’s sudden appearance, then raised her brows.
"You’re the owner here?"
"I am." Jiang Ran’s voice was icy. "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing?" The middle-aged woman’s voice rose. "Your business isn’t honest, and now I can’t even speak about it? Huh? Where do you get off doing business like this, heartlessly cheating us out of our money!"
"Look at you, all dolled up. It’s clear you’re no good. No wonder you can do such an unscrupulous thing."
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