How We Love - Volume 2 Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – Shooting to Fame 

Xu Zhifei came frequently to him to get her hair done. He had now become her personal hairdresser. The head stylist that Xu Zhifei would use before him couldn’t help but tease Mu Xiaonian, “Ha… it seems that I’m really old now. When it comes to skill or appearance, I can’t beat Xiaonian, the fair and handsome xiao xian rou!” 

Listening to the head stylist, Mu Xiaonian suddenly felt a sense of urgency. If he didn’t improve his craftsmanship, Xu Zhifei might not use him anymore, right? What if another fair and youthful xiao xian rou came into the store and accidentally sucked her hair into the hairdryer while blow-drying her hair too? 

Mu Xiaonian decided to improve his skills. However, advancing his studies required a lot of tuition fees. He asked the manager if he could borrow some money from the store for his course and come back to the store to earn it back after he finished his studies. The manager refused him gently. 

Mu Xiaonian was very frustrated. Even when Xu Zhifei came to get her hair done, he was distracted while chatting with her. 

After it was done, Xu Zhifei suddenly handed him a credit card, “When I came, I overheard the manager talking to the boss about you wanting to train further but didn’t have enough money so you want to borrow from the store. Idiot, I’m so rich, why didn’t you just borrow money from me?” 

Mu Xiaonian blushed, “How can I take your money!” 

Xu Zhifei glared at him, “Why not? Aren’t we good friends? Is your relationship with the store manager better than ours? Take it, take it. It’s not like I’m giving it to you for no reason. Just take it as you’ve borrowed from me, you have to pay it back with interest in the future, okay?!”
 

Mu Xiaonian hesitated, unable to raise his hand. 

Xu Zhifei simply put the card in his hand, “Remember, my family’s rich! Hurry, take it! Don’t be so shy!” 

Mu Xiaonian clutched the card. He was moved, “Aren’t you afraid I won’t be able to pay it back?!” 

Xu Zhifei laughed, “That’s good then, you can just use your body to pay back your debts!” 

Mu Xiaonian’s face burned, “Xiaofei, thank you!” He swallowed and hesitated, he tried to control himself but in the end blurted out the question he had always wanted to ask, “Xiaofei, can you tell me… why you’re so good to me?” 

Xu Zhifei burst into laughter, “Because you’re handsome!” 

Mu Xiaonian’s face flared up again. She would always tease him like this, she teased him so much that he was always on his toes with her, like boiling water, constantly rolling and bubbling with heat. He often found himself avoiding the fact that she already had a boyfriend and that the gap between them was huge, gigantic.
 

When the craze in his heart cooled down, when he realized the existence of these problems, frustration and powerlessness would sweep over him. He would warn himself to stay in his lane. However, the next time he saw Xu Zhifei, the wave of depression outrageously rooted in his heart would quickly retreat, replaced by the turbulence she caused that chained his heart. He was stuck in a perpetual cycle, as if walking into a dead end and not being able to make it out alive because that girl had all his joys and sorrows in the palm of her hand. 

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After returning from his studies, Mu Xiaonian participated in an international competition. No idea if he was lucky or he was indeed skilled, he actually won first place. After his return, Mu Xiaonian was formally promoted from a second-tier stylist to a top-tier head stylist. 

Xu Zhifei kept introducing him to her friends and relatives, and the friends and relatives of those friends and relatives came to him to get their hair done. They spared no effort in helping him spread his name around. Under Xu Zhifei’s diligent promotion, Mu Xiaonian started gaining traction. As his craft gradually became more sophisticated, he now had a fixed customer base, most of them were, of course, Xu Zhifei’s acquaintances. And Xu Zhifei’s social circle was half of the city’s upper class, of which its people were either noble and distinguished or talented. Relying on these people’s word of mouth, Mu Xiaonian’s reputation soon blasted off, more and more people flocked in. He would often have too many customers, one had to make an appointment a few days in advance to be on Head Stylist Mu Xiaonian’s list. 

However, no matter how many people there were, no matter what time Xu Zhifei came, Mu Xiaonian would attend to her in a heartbeat. He didn’t care whether he would offend other guests because of this, as long as she came, she had to be given priority.