Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 1027 Don't Comfort Me, I Know Myself

"Okay, I will get back to form as soon as possible." Wen Ti'er smiled confidently. In order to reach the pinnacle of her life, she had to work hard.

Long Jie nodded lightly, her gaze was involuntarily attracted by the smooth bald head, and finally she couldn't help but say, "I know a friend who makes real-life wigs, and I'll send you some wigs after I get back. See which one you like."

"Oh, thank you Long Jie." Wen Ti'er thanked her with great reluctance.

To be honest, she didn't want to wear a wig at all, but she had no choice.

Wen Ti'er chatted with Long Jie a lot, and then Long Jie suddenly received a call and went back.

Two hours later, the fake sent by Long Jie was sent to Qiao Haoyuan.

Bu gently got the wig, and ran back excitedly, "Young Mistress, take a look at these wigs, they look so good!"

Wen Ti'er glanced casually, showing no interest at all.

Bu Weiwei was a little disappointed, "Young Mistress, why didn't you respond at all?"

"If it's fake, it won't be true. I just want my hair to grow out quickly."

"It won't grow out yet, so you can just put on a wig and make up for it."

Wen Ti'er sat up, looked at several wigs of different shapes on the table, and raised her eyebrows, "These wigs should have been sterilized, right? I don't like wearing other people's hair on my head."

"Young Mistress, you don't know. A wig of this brand costs at least hundreds of thousands. The quality is definitely worthy of the price, and it is clean."

"I go……"

Wen Ti'er couldn't help scolding, there are hundreds of thousands of wigs, more expensive than gold wire!
Curiously, he picked up a wig and sniffed it up to his nose. There was no peculiar smell at all, and the hair was black and smooth, just like real hair, especially the top of the hair. Even if you looked closely, you couldn't tell it was artificial scalp.

All right, she'll try on this wig.

"Gently, put hundreds of thousands on my head."

"..."

Young Mistress, you really know how to joke.

Seeing that her young mistress had accepted the wig, Bu Qingwei immediately felt happy, got up and went around behind Wen Ti'er, and began to help her put on the wig.

This is a pear-blossom hairstyle, coupled with Wen Ti'er's small round face, the whole face looks like a pure little girl who just came out of society.

Wen Ti'er couldn't see her appearance, so she frowned and said, "Is it ready?"

"Young mistress, you are so cute, I'll take a photo of you."

As he spoke, Bu gently took out his phone and took a photo of Wen Tier.

Wen Ti'er took the phone and glanced at the innocent little girl in the photo. At first glance, she couldn't tell that she was wearing a wig, but she just felt uncomfortable looking at it.

"It doesn't look good."

"Then I'll change to something else."

So, Bu Qingyuan tried other hairstyles for Wen Ti'er.

Wen Tier disliked it from beginning to end, and was not satisfied with a wig. In the final analysis, she was not used to wearing wigs.

Bu Qingwei couldn't see her young mistress' thoughts, and comforted her, "Young mistress, I actually think you look pretty even with a bald head, really, I didn't lie to you."

"You don't need to comfort me, I know myself."

"Young Mistress, I didn't lie to you. In my heart, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. Isn't there a saying that beauty is in the eye of the beholder? You are the lover of my dreams."

Wen Ti'er rolled her eyes and said, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" isn't how it is used, okay?

"If I return to the music scene with a bald head, will I lose fans?"

"what?"

Bu Weiwei was stunned for a moment, completely unexpected that her young mistress would suddenly come up with this move.

(End of this chapter)