That's not right Tang Xiaoman suddenly realized that when he looked at the floor-to-ceiling window, there was nothing outside.
In order to verify her idea, she turned her head again and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window.
Apart from the cloudless sky outside the window, there was no resentful spirit anywhere.
But when she looked through the mirror again, there were actually more and more resentful spirits outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
What is this situation?
Tang Xiaoman was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
Can’t I see ghosts with my naked eyes?
Why do I have to look through a mirror to see these things this time?
Tang Xiaoman was alone there, puzzled, but Fang Xuan had already had a new haircut and was looking pretty in front of the mirror.
"Miss Tang, would you like to cut your hair too?"
Aken looked at Tang Xiaoman with a smile and said in a very seductive voice.
"No," Tang Xiaoman replied resolutely.
She won't be fooled again.
"Big discount, cut one and get one free."
Aken continued to smile, and the dazzling feeling actually made Tang Xiaoman feel a little dizzy.
Holy shit, is this guy launching a beauty trap?
Tang Xiaoman shook her head hard, and Mu Yunbai's handsome face suddenly appeared in her mind.
Only then did she realize that Aken's appearance was on par with Mu Yunbai's.
This is probably one of the reasons why he is so popular in the rich circle.
Tang Xiaoman thought a little viciously in his heart, if Mu Yunbai also came to this industry, he wonders if he would be more popular than him.
"Miss Tang doesn't want to get a haircut today, but you can still enjoy our activities."
Aken suddenly walked over to Tang Xiaoman, gave her a gold card and said with a smile, "It's the same if you come over someday when you have time. of."
Tang Xiaoman looked at the inexplicably extra card in his hand and felt that it didn't matter if he kept it or not.
Fang Xuan, however, shook her head and came over, whispering to her: "Aken, he basically never does any activities.
You are lucky today.
Do you know how much money such a card can be exchanged for outside?"
"How much?"
Tang Xiaoman looked at Fang Xuan curiously, thinking that just using the scissors would cost two thousand, so the card should be no less than this number.
Fang Xuan stretched out a hand and turned it forward and backward in front of Tang Xiaoman.
"Five thousand," Tang Xiaoman guessed.
"Ten thousand."
Fang Xuan rolled her eyes at Tang Xiaoman, "This is a full set of cards."
Tang Xiaoman, who said he didn't know anything about it, smiled awkwardly.
Is this broken card worth 10,000 yen?
Since Fang Xuan instigated her to accept it, she would just accept it.
But she didn't forget to take another look at the mirror, only to find that the floor-to-ceiling windows in the mirror were already filled with resentful spirits, and no light from the window could shine in at all.
Tang Xiaoman twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering what the situation was.
Should she remind Aken that the feng shui in his studio may be bad recently?
But then she thought, it would be better to do less than to do more.
Her purpose of accompanying Fang Xuan this time was to protect Fang Xuan's safety, and just pretend that she didn't see anything else.
Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoman recited "Amitabha" silently in his heart, and pulled Fang Xuan to leave.
When the two of them walked to the elevator, Tang Xiaoman felt an unprecedented cold air coming out of the elevator shaft, which made her shiver involuntarily.
"Xuan, do you feel cold?"
Tang Xiaoman asked Fang Xuan casually.
"It's not bad," Fang Xuan said casually, admiring her new haircut as she faced the elevator door
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