I'm the Wind and He's the Sand

Lin Wanwan quickly chased after him and patted him on his shoulder. "Don't be angry. I was just joking with you. Come and find me at Yun Mansion tomorrow afternoon. I'll help you cut your hair for free. My craftsmanship is definitely comparable to a world-class stylist. Believe me!"

Her narcissism was indeed world-class.

Fu Zhinian initially wanted to complain but, instead, nodded shyly. "I believe you, Wanwan."

When these words came out, even Fu Zhinian was stunned.

Lin Wanwan was even more shocked. Those clean and clear eyes. The soft and dependent tone. He was the cute little puppy himself!

What was this situation?

Could it be…

In order to verify the thoughts in her heart, Lin Wanwan reached out and touched his head. Then, she noticed Fu Zhinian curving his lips.