Chapter 457

ed and, without even glancing at Yu Peng, pushed him away with one palm. She walked up to him, raised her head calmly, and instantly exuded an overpowering aura unlike any ordinary woman could match,...Chapter 457

Morning had arranged a villa opposite Wu Shuang's room for him, with the window facing Wu Shuang’s room. Wu Shuang didn’t mind; since Ling Chengtian could stay if he wanted and Mo Yao and Morning didn't object, she was too lazy to give her opinion.

Wu Shuang had been taking Gui Mian around these days, familiarizing him with the operations of the mafia and his duties. Since Gui Mian was a hitman, Mo Yao and Morning agreed that it would be better for him to lead the assassination organization and take charge of training after obtaining his consent. Gui Mian also expressed interest in such matters. This had originally been partly handled by Mo Yao and partly by Wu Shuang, but now Mo Yao could relax more.

Ling Chengtian was a clever man; wherever Wu Shuang went, he would accompany her there as well, faithfully fulfilling his vow to chase after his wife. Mo Yao and Morning enjoyed the spectacle, so whenever Wu Shuang appeared in public, she always had two handsome men by her side.

Upon returning to Rome, Wu Shuang mostly showed herself with her true appearance, and Gui Mian also took off his mask, putting on a lifelike facial prosthetic. No one had seen what he looked like as his real self before. Based on the contours of the prosthetic, Morning judged that he must look quite good. Being a hitman by origin, he was trained from a young age and didn’t have such an imposing stature as Ling Chengtian. Instead, he was more akin to Mo Yao and Morning in terms of build—slim and tall, not overly muscular. Yet once dressed in a suit, he exuded charm and coolness.

While Wu Shuang introduced him to the mafia’s operations, she also familiarized him with the environment in Rome. Gui Mian rarely made appearances in Italy; previously, his activities were mainly confined to North America and the Middle East, with very little activity in Europe.

Whenever Wu Shuang took Gui Mian out on the streets, Ling Chengtian would always accompany them, and Morning couldn’t help but laugh when he saw this. There had never been a case where a man came chasing after Wu Shuang; Ling Chengtian was the first one in history.

Not everyone has the courage to chase after the queen.

With these two men flanking Wu Shuang—one cold and irascible, the other as icy as ice—sandwiching a peerlessly beautiful queen between them, they became quite a sight. Therefore, when they approached the barber shop...

The abnormality is hilarious!

All the designers, shampoo girls, and customers in the salon turned to look at them.

Wu Shuang was more presentable, dressed in a white shirt with black pants and silver chains, which was her usual style. Her long hair, reaching down to her waist, was pitch-black and smooth, her features were exquisite, and her purple eyes shone brilliantly. As soon as she entered the salon, she exuded an air of superiority like a queen. The two men beside her were also dressed formally in suits with sunglasses, covered in brand names, tall and handsome, looking extremely imposing. At first glance, one would think they were here for noble ladies to do their hair.

The two men next to her seemed like bodyguards, but their aura didn't match that of a typical bodyguard; they had the salon's women staring at them with wide eyes. Long Chengtian hated it when others looked at him this way, as if they'd never seen a dead man before. With a furious glance, he scared everyone in the room.

The designer of this salon recognized Wu Mosi's sister, Wu Shuang, who had come here several times with her brother. He knew that whenever Wu Shuang wanted to change her hairstyle, she would wear wigs instead of styling her long hair. This time, however, she seemed unwilling to part with it.

The designer was a handsome Italian man with dazzling golden hair; he suggested to Wu Shuang not to cut her hair as it was in good condition and that her naturally flowing long hair looked very beautiful too.

Wu Shuang waved for Guimian to come over, showing him the different hairstyles and asking which one looked better. Guimian felt a bit embarrassed; he thought Wu Shuang would look great no matter what hairstyle she chose, so there was no need to cut her hair or curl it.

This way looks even more eye-catching.

Long Chengtian gritted his teeth and stared at Wu Shuang's back. He moved closer too. These past few days, Wu Shuang had been playing along with Guimian, ignoring him. Though he was used to her personality now that they were familiar with each other, as long as she wasn't afraid to be bold or shameless, the atmosphere between them remained harmonious.

"Why bother with this hairstyle You look great even without it." Dragon Chengtian snorted. He really couldn't understand which nerve Wushuang had hit to make her insist on getting such a curly hairstyle. Did she really need to change her hairstyle

"I can look even better," said Wushuang confidently, looking at the mirror. She was tired of this hairstyle after all these years. Just like some things in life, it was time for her to learn to let go.

She could be more carefree.

With a smile towards the mirror, Wushuang asked the masked man, "Which one looks better"

The masked man and Dragon Chengtian pointed at the same hairstyle simultaneously. It was a big wavy curl that suited her egg-shaped face perfectly, making her look particularly enchanting with her hair dyed light brown.

Dragon Chengtian glanced indifferently at the masked man who raised an eyebrow; it seemed he didn't care much about their agreement. Wushuang was too lazy to choose and just let the stylist do that hairstyle for her.

She firmly believed that if the model looked good, she would look good no matter what.

This particular hairstyle took six hours to complete. The masked man was a patient person who could endure solitude; he had an extraordinary amount of patience and didn't get any irritated throughout the process. He was already used to maintaining one position for such extended periods.

Dragon Chengtian, on the other hand, usually had a short temper and very little patience. Surprisingly, this time he remained unusually quiet.

The two of them sat at opposite ends of the sofa, not speaking to each other and acting like strangers. One was staring intently ahead while the other read a magazine, creating an eerie atmosphere. As Wu Shuang was getting her hair done, she suggested, "Grimace, why don’t you get a haircut too"

Grimace shook his head; he never let anyone touch his head as it was taboo for him as a killer. So he always cut his own hair, which was neatly kept.

Long Chengtian squinted and asked, "Why don’t you ask me"

"You have a short haircut; what’s there to do Shave your head bald" Wu Shuang teased. Long Chengtian glared angrily, while Grimace's lips curved slightly in amusement; sometimes she had an odd sense of humor that he particularly enjoyed teasing him with.

Long Chengtian was also quite… easy to provoke. She always managed to infuriate him every time.

Grimace remembered asking Wu Shuang a question yesterday evening when they watched the sunset together. He thought Long Chengtian looked good and could be someone worth considering, knowing that she had been emotionally exhausted from years of attachment and now felt empty inside.

Wu Shuang’s response was that she wouldn’t proactively offer her feelings again.

After Wu Shuang finished getting her hair done, she dyed it with light chestnut brown. Her skin being fair and delicate made this color look particularly beautiful on her. After having some hair trimmed and curled, the naturally thick strands looked even fuller when styled into big waves. With straight hair, Wu Shuang exuded a sharp sensuality; with wavy hair, she had an alluring charm that was more neutral and exceptionally elegant.o got from seeing Moxiaobai was that he had chosen a path leading straight into hell because there were easier ways out. Upon spotting Ye Feimo, Moxiaobai thought it was over and tried to run away."Ah...