Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 154: Can You Put It On for Me?

The moment the words left his mouth, Liu Changqing immediately realized something was wrong.

An Yuanyao tilted her head up, staring at him in surprise. At first, she was stunned, but soon, her face began to turn red.

“Y-You… what did you just say?”

“You misheard me!”

Denying it outright, Liu Changqing quickly shifted his focus to the thing covering her head. He didn’t know what it was called, nor could he find the switch, so he directly yanked the plug out.

The machine stopped instantly.

Liu Changqing reached up, removed the strange contraption from her head, and peeled off the plastic wrap stuck to her hair.

Thankfully, since the process had only just begun, the heat hadn’t reached the point of being unbearable.

At this moment, the salon staff hurried over.

“Sir, you—”

“Sorry, but we’re canceling the perm. Please remove this plastic stuff from her hair.”

“Uh…”

“I’ll pay the full amount, just don’t perm her hair.”

An Yuanyao, finally snapping out of her daze, tugged on Liu Changqing’s sleeve and whispered, “This… doesn’t seem right…”

“We’re not doing it. I think your original hair looked perfectly fine!”

Liu Changqing cut her off, raising his voice slightly.

As he glanced around at the hairstylists' own hair, his expression darkened further.

He really couldn’t appreciate the trendy hairstyles of this era. To him, An Yuanyao’s natural, unstyled hair looked way better than any of these modern perms.

After a few minutes of negotiation, the hairstylists reluctantly removed everything from An Yuanyao’s head and led her away to wash her hair.

Taking advantage of this moment, Liu Changqing pulled out his wallet.

“How much is it in total?”

“488 yuan.”

“……”

His hand, halfway to taking out cash, froze.

“Wait, why is it nearly five hundred?!”

“Since the lady doesn’t have a membership card, she isn’t eligible for our 5% discount. Additionally, before the perm, we used a top-tier Italian imported hair treatment to restore her hair fibers. So, the cost is…”

“……”

Silently, Liu Changqing pulled out five hundred-yuan bills and handed them over.

The staff gave him back 12 yuan in change.

After pocketing the money, Liu Changqing let out a long sigh.

“Blow-dry her hair properly… I’ll step outside for some air.”

“Understood.”

Standing outside, Liu Changqing took out a cigarette and lit it.

He took a deep drag, then slowly exhaled.

Women’s hair… is a goddamn goldmine.

As he stared at the traffic on the street, his gaze landed on a traffic officer standing next to his car… and the parking ticket he had just issued.

His chest tightened.

Taking another deep drag, he muttered to himself, Should I have just stayed home today…?

After finishing two cigarettes and waiting a little longer, he suddenly heard An Yuanyao’s voice behind him.

“I just wanted to change my hairstyle… I was worried you might get tired of looking at the same one.”

“You with your hair down or tied up—I think you look good either way.”

Mid-sentence, Liu Changqing turned around as he spoke.

And the moment he saw her, everything else disappeared from his mind.

By sheer coincidence, the perm hadn’t fully set.

Her hair wasn’t in massive waves like he had feared. Instead, it had a soft, natural curl.

Even her bangs had a slight wave, making her delicate features stand out even more.

The strands of hair framing her face were no longer straight but slightly tousled and voluminous.

“Liu Changqing? Liu Changqing?”

“Ah?”

Her voice snapped him back to reality.

He looked at her in confusion. “What?”

“I called you so many times, but you were completely spaced out…”

Hearing this, An Yuanyao lifted her hand, gently touching her hair. She tilted her head slightly and muttered, “I don’t think the perm turned out very well…”

“Hold on.”

Without explanation, Liu Changqing ran back into the salon.

A moment later, he returned, standing in front of her.

He reached out his hand—holding a hair tie.

“Tie your hair up, let me see.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

“…Fine.”

A bit confused, An Yuanyao hesitated for a moment before taking the hair tie from his hand.

As her fingertips brushed against his palm, an unfamiliar sensation spread through Liu Changqing’s chest.

His eyes locked onto her delicate movements—

She lowered her head slightly, both hands gathering her hair up at the back of her neck. Then, she twisted the tie around it a few times before securing it into place.

Once finished, she stood still, hands resting awkwardly at her sides, her cheeks slightly flushed.

“…What do you think?” she asked softly.

“Good.”

“…Huh?”

“I mean, it looks fine.”

Liu Changqing cleared his throat, quickly correcting himself.

Then, he glanced at her and narrowed his eyes.

“You lied about your stomach hurting, didn’t you?”

“…I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize. Things aren’t that busy at work. If you ever feel exhausted, you can take a day or two off.”

“No need!”

An Yuanyao immediately refused, almost panicking.

She didn’t want a break—she liked her current life.

Early mornings, hot soy milk and fried dough sticks, work during the day, and eating out for lunch…

She liked this routine.

And more importantly…

She liked spending time with him.

Watching her expression, Liu Changqing paused for a moment.

For some reason, his face suddenly felt warm.

He pulled at his shirt collar, fanning himself a little.

“The weather’s getting hot… unbearable.”

Then, as if realizing something, he glanced at her empty hands.

“Where’s your bag?”

“Ah! It’s in the salon!”

Startled, An Yuanyao quickly turned and ran back inside to get it.

Watching her retreating figure, Liu Changqing’s heart began to race.

By sheer accident, her new hairstyle suited his personal taste perfectly.

The slight curl, the way her bangs no longer clung to her forehead—it enhanced her features.

She looked… even younger.

He glanced at his own reflection in the salon window.

Should I… get a slicked-back hairstyle?

Just then, An Yuanyao returned, bag in hand.

She saw Liu Changqing adjusting his hair in the reflection and called out softly,

“Are we going back to the company now?”

“…Not today.”

After calming down, Liu Changqing looked at her and said,

“We’re already out. Let’s just grab dinner.”

“You’re not eating with Feng Qian?”

“I’ll just call him later.”

Saying that, Liu Changqing walked toward his car.

An Yuanyao followed closely, her face filled with quiet happiness.

Then—

“Right!”

Liu Changqing suddenly stopped, reaching into his pocket.

“Here, take this.”

“…What is it?”

She looked at his outstretched hand and took the object.

It was a jade pendant—a small rabbit holding a carrot.

Since childhood, An Yuanyao had seen plenty of fine jade.

One touch was all it took to tell that this one was fake.

But she didn’t mind at all.

Her gaze shifted from the pendant to Liu Changqing.

Before she could say anything, he hurriedly explained,

“I know it’s fake! I just thought it looked nice… I don’t know why, but it just felt like something that would suit you. If you don’t like it, I—”

“I love it.”

“…Huh?”

Liu Changqing froze.

Smiling brightly, An Yuanyao lifted the pendant’s red string, unclasping it.

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Her cheeks turned pink as she held it out to him, her eyes full of unspoken words.

After a moment, she finally spoke.

“…Can you put it on for me?”