Chapter 183: A Stingy Man

The hairdresser wouldn't give up. He made invisible drawings above her hair with his orchid fingers,
"Miss, if you do a curly hair and have you hair dyed, you will look more pretty."

"I like straight hair." Alan said coolly.

"Well, in that case, I'll make a rebonding for Miss."

"No, my wife's hair is very straight. It hurts hair. just trim it for her."

The hairdresser saw that he failed to strike the bargain, his face didn't look good. However, there were
other customers in the shop, so it was not proper to complain. He murmured something in a low voice,
which may not be very pleasant to hear.

Olive was chuckling. Alan, you are so stubborn and cute.

In less than half an hour, they came out of the salon. The hairdresser complained to his colleague
behind they. "Why would that woman fall in love with such a man. He couldn't even pay the perm
money for her. What a stingy man."

Olive couldn't help laughing at last. If the hairdresser knew that the stingy man he said could make his
hairdressing shop go bankrupt by using a little power casually, she couldn't imagine how wonderful his
expression would be.

"Are you really laughing? What a hell place you chose." Alan stared at her.

Olive poked him. "Mr. Hoyle, you're image was affected. What should you do?"

"Leave him alone." He opened the door and pushed her in.



Olive looked at herself in the mirror on the car, the effect was OK. But Alan was not satisfied, "It was
perfunctory. I will find a professional hairdresser to do a haircut for you after we go back to Luo city."

"I'm fine, why should I make my hair look so beautiful? I'm not going to a blind date."

"Don't all women like to be pretty? I want my Mrs. Hoyle to be beautiful every day." He knew that her
life must have been very hard over the years. She worn cheap clothes, had no decent jewelry. There
were earring holes on her ears, but she didn't even have any to wear. His heart would ache when he
thought about these.

It took her another afternoon to hang out. Olive didn't know whether she was here to work or play, or let
Alan spend money for her.

In the evening, he took her to the jewelry store, picked out a piece of jewelry to match the dress, and
then he touched her earlobe and said, "It is still empty here."

Olive didn't like exaggerate things. She felt that she couldn't match with that kind. She chose a pair of
small ear studs, heart-shaped. They were small, but the price was expensive. The diamonds on them
were authentic, shining under the light.

He put them on for her and said with a smile, "Pretty good."

Back to the hotel, olive giggled, "You know what? I had seven ear holes before."

Alan didn't believe it. "Did you? Were you punk?"

"Really, I had them with Chloe. Chloe's family was in poor condition. There were always girls bullying
her, so we disguised ourselves to be rampant punks. And they dare not make trouble easily. But I had
to be a good girl at home. Every time I went home, I had to take down the ear studs except for these
two places. When I put them om, I always hurt my ears. So some of them festered and three of them



were blocked. After I went to university, I didn't need to pretend to be punk. The others were almost
slowly blocked, and then there was only one left on my right ear."

"Let me see." Alan lifted the hair on her ear and found that there was one. He thought it was just a
small mole, but it turned out to be like this. He held her in the sofa beside the window, smiled and
scratched her nose. "Little punk, you must have had a fight at that time."

Olive giggled and didn't deny it.

"More wins or more losses?" He asked.

After thinking about it, she replied, "More Lose-lose."

They had advantages in number. She and Chloe were fierce. No one could win totally. At that time,
they were rebellious and really unrestrained. Many years later, most of the female students who had
fought with them, married and had children. When they met and mentioned the brilliant events of that
year, they had already let the matters go in their laughter.

In fact, they were just some children who were not sensible and had no place to vent their vigorous
energy of youth growth. The teacher talked about the scores in their ears every day, and the parents
talked about universities every day. The anxiety and boredom accumulated in their hearts and made
their youth become that.

"Have you ever had a fight with a boy?"

"Not much, twice. At that time, the boy was so mean. He even drew the boundary line on the table. We
fought for this once. Then there was another time when a boy said something bad about Chloe in the
classroom. I fought hard with him and knocked out one of his teeth. If it wasn't for the teacher to pull us
apart, I would still want to beat him."



Alan knew it was not just a rumor. He heard that she kicked the crotch of Master Geve in Hengdu. It
turned out that she had a lot records. He laughed and said, "Weren't you afraid of teachers talking to
your parents? After all, you're a good girl in your parents' eyes."

"At that time, how could I care about so much? Girls were bashful at that time. It would be strange if the
girl didn't beat him if she heard these mean words. However, I ranked first in the school at that time,
and my teacher was partial to me. I was free and untrammeled until I graduated." Speaking of this, she
was a little proud.

Alan gave her a kiss on the face. "You're so tough. Weren't you afraid you would scare the boys who
were after you."


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