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C753 What Do You Want to Do with Your Hair?



C753 What Do You Want to Do with Your Hair?

3Therefore, Soong Mingzhe, the genius of programming, could only find the location half an hour ago.    

    

It might not be the real location.    

    

Sometimes, the location jammer would create a fake address to make the person who was searching believe it.    

    

Xiong Miao pursed her lips in distress, "He is in the dark and we are in the open. It is really difficult to find him."    

    

"Yes." Soong Mingzhe nodded, and said, "Unless something happens that can lead him out by himself."    

    

"What happened?" Xiong Miao was curious.    

    

"For example, the people he cares about did something that could shake the whole city. He would only know if it shocked the whole city." Soong Mingzhe made an example.    

    

The people he cared about, the things that caused a sensation in the entire city?    

    

What other people did Zhan Zifeng care about here? Did they know each other again?    

    

Xiong Miao thought about it and could not think of who that person was.    

    

To Zhan Zifeng, Su Mumu was not a person he cared about at all.    

    

They did not have any relationship foundation. Zhan Zifeng only strengthened Su Mumu. On the ship, he even wanted to kill Su Mumu.    

    

What if the matter of Su Mumu carrying Zhan Zifeng's child was made public and Zhan Zifeng was lured out?    

    

It still wouldn't work.    

    

If that was the case, it would undoubtedly be the pain of being dismembered.    

    

Originally, she had been forced and even had a child. This was already a huge blow to her.    

    

If she was still exposed, her spirit would not be able to withstand it.    

    

Such a dangerous thing was still not something she could do.    

    

"Let me think about how to lure Zhan Zifeng out." Xiong Miao frowned and thought in distress.    

    

"No rush. This is not something that can be done in a short period of time." Soong Mingzhe comforted her and habitually pushed the gold-framed glasses on his nose bridge.    

    

Xiong Miao came back to her senses. That was right. It was not something that could be done in a short period of time. When she saw the hair in front of his eyes and a bump on the top of his head, she could not help but laugh. "Look at you. How long has it been since you cut your hair?"    

    

Xiong Miao smiled.    

    

Her watery eyes stared at his hair and even laughed at him. Soong Mingzhe scratched his head in embarrassment. "I stayed at home every day and never went out much."    

    

"When I came just now, I saw a hairdresser downstairs. Let's go. Come with me downstairs. You can cut your hair along the way. " Xiong Miao said.    

    

The way she interacted with Soong Mingzhe had always been so casual and friendly.    

    

It was just like how the big sister next door took care of her brother.    

    

"Alright then." Soong Mingzhe scratched his head.    

    

Xiong Miao told Aunt Soong and went downstairs with Soong Mingzhe.    

    

Xiong Miao led him to the hairdresser's seat. "Go in and cut it. I'll be leaving first."    

    

"Hey, Miaomiao." Seeing that she was about to leave, Soong Mingzhe pulled her back. That sunny and handsome face revealed some grievance. "You can come with me."    

    

"You're already so old, and you still need someone to accompany you when you cut your hair?" Xiong Miao looked at him with disdain.    

    

Soong Mingzhe pushed up his glasses and said with slight encouragement, "My mom used to keep me company when I cut my hair. It is too boring to sit there alone, like a fool."    

    

"Then why did you cut your hair? What should I do?"    

    

"I was playing with my phone."    

    

Xiong Miao,... "" I think I should go back.    

    

She wanted to leave, but Soong Mingzhe pulled her and refused to let go.    

    

That big child of his looked innocent and begging as he looked at her. He was really drunk.    

    

Alright, Xiong Miao lost to him.    

    

Anyway, the children had not finished school yet, so they would be alone when they went back.    

    

"How can I go in if you don't let go?" Xiong Miao glanced at him.    

    

Soong Mingzhe realized that she had agreed and immediately let go of her hand excitedly.    

    

He followed Xiong Miao into the hairdresser's room.    

    

"Sir, what do you want to cut?" The hairdresser asked.    

    

"Ask her." Soong Mingzhe looked at Xiong Miao.    

    


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