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In light of Long Chengtian's effort to win his wife, Mo Yao and Mo Chen found him admirable and less detestable than before. As a result, Long Chengtian stayed openly at the Mo residence.

Moe Chen arranged for him to stay in a villa opposite Wu Shuang's room. The window of Long Chengtian’s room faced Wu Shuang's bedroom directly. Wu Shuang did not mind; if Long Chengtian wanted to live there, that was fine with her. As long as Mo Yao and Mo Chen had no objections, she would not offer any opinion.

Over the past few days, Wu Shuang had been taking Gui Mian around to familiarize him with how the mafia operated and his duties. Since Gui Mian was a killer, Mo Yao and Mo Chen asked for his consent before agreeing that he would be better suited as the leader of an assassination organization and in charge of training. Gui Mian also expressed interest in such matters, which made Mo Yao’s job much easier.

Long Chengtian was a clever man who went wherever Wu Shuang went, faithfully carrying out his vow to win her heart. Mo Yao and Mo Chen enjoyed watching the spectacle, so whenever Wu Shuang appeared, she had two handsome men by her side.

When Wu Shuang returned to Rome, she mostly showed her true face. Gui Mian also took off his mask and put on a flesh-colored one. No one knew what he actually looked like because they had never seen him without the mask. According to Mo Chen’s judgment based on the contours of the skin mask, he must have been good-looking. As a professional killer trained from childhood, he was not as tall as Long Chengtian but closer in build to Mo Yao and Mo Chen—slim and tall yet not muscular. However, when dressed in a suit, he looked extremely handsome.

While Wu Shuang introduced him to the mafia’s operations, she also familiarized him with Rome's environment. Gui Mian rarely appeared in Italy; previously, his activities were mainly confined to North America and the Middle East, with very few trips to Europe.

Whenever Wu Shuang went out shopping with Gui Mian, Long Chengtian would definitely tag along behind them, and Mo Chen could not stop laughing. No man had ever pursued Wu Shuang before; Long Chengtian was the first in history.

Not everyone has the courage to pursue the Queen.

The two men flanked Wu Shuang, one on her left and the other on her right. One was cold and irritable while the other was as icy-cold as ice. Between these fiery and icy personalities stood a queen of unmatched charm, making quite a spectacle. Thus, when they approached the hair salon...

It was surprisingly amusing!

The designer of the salon, along with the shampoo attendant and customers, all turned their heads to look at them.

Wu Shuang's attire was rather neat—she wore a white shirt paired with black pants and silver chains. This was her usual style; her long hair reached down to her waist, its pitch-black strands smooth and lustrous, her facial features breathtakingly beautiful, and her purple eyes dazzling. As soon as she entered the salon, she exuded an air of supreme confidence befitting a queen. The two men beside her were dressed in formal wear with sunglasses, their bodies adorned with designer labels; they were tall and handsome, radiating authority, making one mistakenly think that this was some noblewoman's daughter getting her hair done.

The two men seemed like bodyguards, but their aura didn't match that of a typical bodyguard. They made all the women in the salon stare at them with wide eyes. Long Chengtian particularly disliked others looking at him in such a manner, as if they had never seen a dead man before. His irritable gaze swept through the salon, causing everyone to involuntarily shrink their necks.

The designer of this hair salon recognized Mo Wushuang; she had accompanied Mo Xiaobai here several times before. He knew that Wu Shuang was the sister of Mo Xiaobai. She wanted to get her long hair curled today. This head of hair had been with her for a decade, and whenever it grew longer than she liked, she would trim it herself. She had never set foot in a hair salon to style it. When she needed a new look, she usually wore wigs instead of styling her own hair. This time, deciding to work on her long hair was quite sentimental.

The designer was an exceptionally handsome Italian man with striking golden hair that shone brightly. He suggested several hairstyles and hair colors for Wu Shuang but also advised her not to cut her hair since its quality was excellent and it looked beautiful just as it was.

Wu Shuang beckoned Gui Mian over, flipping through the hairstyle options and asking him which one he thought looked better. Gui Mian's ears turned a bit red; he believed that Wu Shuang would look good in any style she chose, so there was no need to cut her hair or curl it.

This way is even more eye-catching.

Dragon Chengtian gritted his teeth as he stared at Wu Shuang's back, then walked over. In recent days, Wu Shuang had been ignoring him by siding with Ghost Face every time. Since he was familiar with her and used to her nature, it didn't matter as long as she wasn't afraid to be shameless; the atmosphere remained harmonious.

"Why are you getting perms Your hair looks good like this." Dragon Chengtian snorted coldly. He really couldn't understand which nerve Wu Shuang had hit to make her insist on getting curly hair. Did she need a hairstyle

"I can look even better," Wu Shuang said confidently as she looked at the mirror. She was tired of this hairstyle after so many years, just like how some things should be learned to let go and move on.

She could be more carefree.

Smiling at her reflection in the mirror, Wu Shuang asked Ghost Face with a smile, "Which one looks better"

Both Ghost Face and Dragon Chengtian pointed to one of the hairstyles. It was a big wavy perm, with the model's face shape similar to Wu Shuang's—both had oval faces which were evenly proportioned and looked very attractive. The hair was dyed chestnut brown, making her look particularly alluring.

Dragon Chengtian glanced indifferently at Ghost Face, who raised an eyebrow; he clearly didn't care that the two of them agreed on their choice. Wu Shuang also wasn’t bothered by the decision and let the hairdresser do this hairstyle for her.

She firmly believed that if a model looks good, she would look good no matter what.

This hairstyle took six hours to complete. Ghost Face was someone who could endure loneliness; he had extraordinary patience and showed no signs of frustration during the process. He was used to maintaining one pose for such a long time.

Dragon Chengtian had a short temper and was very impatient, but surprisingly, he remained unusually quiet this time.

The two of them each occupied one side of the couch without speaking to each other; they acted like strangers. One focused on his own nose while the other read magazines, creating an eerie atmosphere. Wushuang suggested when she was getting her hair done, "Gui Mian, why don't you get a haircut too"

Gui Mian shook his head; he never let others touch his head, as it was taboo for a killer. Therefore, he always cut his own hair, which is why his hairstyle was very conventional.

Dragon Chengtian squinted and asked, "Why didn't you ask me"

"You have such a short haircut; what other hairstyles can there be Should I shave your head bald" Wushuang joked. Dragon Chengtian's face darkened in anger while Gui Mian's lips curved slightly. Sometimes, Wushuang was quite mischievous and liked to tease Dragon Chengtian.

Dragon Chengtian was also… easily provoked; he always got furious whenever she did this.

Gui Mian remembered asking Wushuang a question on the previous evening when they watched the sunset together. He thought that Dragon Chengtian looked good too and could be considered as an option. He knew that deep down, Wushuang was very tired from carrying such emotions for so many years.

Wushuang's answer was that she would no longer actively invest her feelings into anyone again.im. However, she didn't see him at all in the hotel, while he was waiting for her at seven o'clock outside yesterday, being very attentive. Ayvriel thought that something might have delayed him, but w...