Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 942 - 939: No More Tantrums!

Jing Qing gave a bashful smile, "It was all because Zhili was able to communicate well with the stylist."

Lu Xinyun, however, wasn’t focused on him. She stretched her neck to look behind him and asked Jing Qing in confusion, "Jing Qing, why hasn’t Nangong Xuan, who went in after you, come out yet?"

"Nangong Xuan?" Jing Qing thought for a while but couldn’t recall such a person, so he asked, "Are you talking about that tall, cool guy?"

"Yes!"

"When I came out, it seemed like he got into an argument with people inside."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xinyun hurriedly ran towards the styling room. When she opened the door, she was both amused and exasperated.

She saw Nangong Xuan pressing a stylist against the wall, looking at him coldly and saying word by word, "I said, dye it back!"

The stylist was almost in tears, "Big brother, the chestnut color suits your hairstyle best, and it matches your skin tone too..."

Before he could finish, Nangong Xuan said again, "I’ll say it again..."

"Nangong Xuan! What are you doing! Let go of him now!"

Lu Xinyun rushed forward, immediately trying to pry off his hand that was grabbing the stylist’s collar, but the guy’s strength was overwhelming, and she couldn’t pull him away despite her efforts.

"Nangong! Xuan! If you don’t let go, I’ll call security!"

Finally, Nangong Xuan released his grip, but his face remained sullen, and he shot her a cold glance, "Make him dye it back for me."

Only then did Lu Xinyun notice that his hair was no longer pure black but chestnut-colored.

She didn’t say anything, just dragged him out.

When Cai Zhili saw the two of them coming out, she quickly walked up. As soon as she saw Nangong Xuan’s new look, her heart couldn’t help but race.

In the sunlight, Nangong Xuan’s soft hair reflected a chestnut sheen. His brows furrowed slightly against the glaring light, but it didn’t diminish the striking masculinity exuding from his sharply contoured face.

This man is simply a capricious charmer!

She collected herself and turned to Lu Xinyun, "Xinyun, did something happen just now?"

It would have been better if she hadn’t asked, because as she did, Nangong Xuan’s face grew dark again.

Seeing this, Lu Xinyun thought that wasn’t good, quickly taking his hand and leaving, "It’s nothing."

No kidding, she had just managed to smooth things over. She certainly didn’t have the nerve to bring it up again; who knows, she might be the next one pinned against the wall.

Back in the office, Lu Xinyun shut the door immediately, then sat across from Nangong Xuan and spoke earnestly, "What do you mean by this? You intended to have a hairstyle, but you’re also being rude to the stylist. If you keep this up, I’ll apply to transfer you out of the company!"

Lu Xinyun was obviously angry. No one had dared to be this arrogant in front of her since she was little, and this was just too much!

Nangong Xuan lazily lifted his eyelids, playing with something he somehow acquired. He had his personal stylist, and the person who just styled him wasn’t even fit to shine his personal stylist’s shoes, which he might not even accept.

However, after hearing Lu Xinyun’s words, Nangong Xuan looked at her with a half-smile, "Do you understand fashion?" Saying this, he looked her up and down.

Lu Xinyun followed his gaze and looked at her sportswear, not finding anything wrong. Her clothes were custom-made by someone her dad hired, tailored perfectly, and made to fit.

"Nangong Xuan, you need to understand, it’s not the fans leading the fashion now, but you guys, got it?" She didn’t give Nangong Xuan a chance to respond and said, "This hairstyle is settled, no more temper tantrums from you!"