You won't lose everything, but it's possible to make a lot of money.
Su Qiao did not go home directly, but called a driver to take her to the International Building.
First, I went to a well-known international chain design studio and had a very cool short haircut, and then I bought a bunch of neutral clothes.
When she came out of the International Building, she looked brand new from head to toe.
When he went in, he was wearing a large white T-shirt, dark blue jeans, and black casual shoes.
He also wears somewhat old-fashioned black-framed glasses, has thick bangs, and likes to walk with his head slightly lowered.
When she came out, her long hair was changed into neat and handsome short hair, revealing her delicate and three-dimensional facial features.
The black-framed glasses were also replaced with silver-framed glasses.
The silver-gray silk lightweight suit and wide-leg trousers in the same color are free and easy.
Paired with a pair of black British-style leather shoes, the already straight and slender legs were stretched to two meters and two meters.
Su Qiao was originally about 1.7 meters tall, and this made him look even taller.
Standing in front of the International Trade Building, facing the slightly strong sun, she put her hands in her trouser pockets and casually shook her handsome short hair, which immediately attracted screams from the girls passing by.
Host, you are so awesome.
However, do you have to be so high-profile and aggressive? Those girls think you are a boy. Aren't you afraid of attracting too many bad peach blossoms
Having said that, Su Qiao's outfit, coupled with her perfect face, sharp and mysterious eyes, and elegant yet handsome movements, even 444 couldn't help swallowing.
“That’s the feeling I want.”
Su Qiao adjusted her glasses gracefully, smiled faintly at the girls who were looking at her with starry eyes, then turned around and walked towards the car that came to pick her up.
"Miss...?"
When Su Qiao walked to the car door, the middle-aged driver opened the door uncertainly.
Su Qiao nodded slightly at him: "From now on, don't call me Miss outside."
Driver Lao Li: "..." If not Miss, what else should I call her? Could it be Master
Su Qiao got into the car gracefully.
"By the way, Uncle Li, I bought some clothes, shoes, jewelry and the like. Someone will deliver them to my house soon. Can you help me collect them?"
"Okay... okay." Old Li, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly felt a little panicked when he looked into Su Qiao's eyes.
I have to report this to the husband immediately. The lady must have been stimulated, and the stimulation seems to be quite great.
"Ah, so handsome, so cool, and so rich. I must pursue him."
"He just smiled at me. Did you see that? He just smiled at me. His smile was even more charming. My heart almost jumped out of my chest."
"Go away, he's obviously looking at me, me."
"Why are you leaving so soon? I haven't seen enough."
After Su Qiao left, the girls looked at the black car gradually disappearing in the traffic, all with regret and reluctance on their faces.
"Luckily I was smart and took a picture of it. Otherwise, how would I live my life?"
"Did you take the picture? Quick, quick, pass it to me, pass it to me."
"I want one too. I want one too."
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In the car, Su Qiao lowered his head and scrolled through his phone, thinking about what to do next.
Host, this is good-looking, but it's a pity to waste such beautiful long hair. You are really willing to do so.
The clone's long hair was black and shiny, not inferior to those of the models in shampoo commercials.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. Of course, the excess should be cut off."
"… "
There is nothing wrong with what he said, but why does it always feel that Su Su is not referring to the hair, but to the devil's thing.