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Chapter 394 It's Like He Doesn't Exist

Of course, there are not many people in the 21st century world who can match Yan Bei's appearance.

Except for the younger brother and Ye Sicheng.

But now people have different aesthetics, and everyone has different tastes.

After listening to the young man's words, Yan Bei agreed to cut off his long hair.

But only the young ones can help him cut it.

After dinner, Young Master took Yan Bei to the little brother's cloakroom and randomly selected a set of brand-new clothes that the little brother had never worn before for Yan Bei to change into.

Then ask the servants to bring scissors and storage boxes.

She had never had her hair cut when she was young, but she thought it shouldn't be difficult.

Taking off the crown and hairpin from Yan Bei's head, she held the thick long hair and cut it all off with a pair of scissors before Yan Bei could think about it clearly.

Then put the long hair into a storage box for storage.

Because Yan Bei had no emotions or desires, he couldn't feel the reluctance to leave.

He raised his hand and touched the top of his head. When he saw that his hair was gone, he tilted his head and looked at the young man, "His Highness, did you really get a haircut?"

When I was young, I couldn't help but laugh when I saw Yan Bei, who had just had his hair cut and suddenly changed.

She nodded, "Yes, I cut it."

Ahem, it looks like a horse gnawing it, it's too ugly.

In order to restore Yan Bei's good looks, Young Master quickly ordered the servant beside him, "Call the hairstylist."

There is a hairstylist at home so that my brother can help him style his hair whenever he goes out.

The maid hurried to find the hairstylist.

But the hairstylist came, but Yan Bei wouldn't let him touch his head. No matter how ugly he was, he could only allow a young person to touch it.

He was young and had no idea, so he followed the hairstylist's instructions and used disposable hairspray to help Yan Bei style his hair.

She has always had a photographic memory when she was young, and with just a few tutorials from her hairstylist, she was able to create a handsome hairstyle that is currently popular.

Yan Bei's current appearance is that he has put on modern clothes, and his hairstyle is in line with the current fashion. He stands straight and straight in front of a young man. He looks like a young boy no matter how he looks. He is handsome and strong, which is in line with today's aesthetics.

"Is your Highness okay?" Yan Bei asked his appearance.

The young man twitched his chin and nodded with satisfaction, "That's great, you're so handsome. All our servants are fascinated by you."

"As long as His Highness is satisfied."

I heard her joy from the young mouth.

When His Highness is happy, he is also happy.

Even if he can't feel the joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

"Let's go, I'll take you to learn about some high technology you've never seen before."

Thinking that Yan Bei will be a person in the 21st century from now on, he must use all kinds of electronic equipment.

Now let him explore it first, so that when he takes off the white silk and can see it, the world in front of him will not surprise him.

Yan Bei understood and was led directly to the study by the young man.

This night, Young Man didn't make a single phone call to Ye Sicheng.

Not even a greeting.

So much so that Ye Sicheng felt miserable alone for several days.

He hasn't taken the initiative to contact you in the past few days. It's like you have forgotten him and never thought of contacting him.

Sometimes Ye Sicheng feels uncomfortable, but he never gets angry at the young man.

After his anger subsided, he took the initiative to contact Young Man again.

It was four days since he left Nian's house that day before they had their first phone call.

It was Ye Sicheng who took the initiative to call her.

As soon as the call was connected, Young Master asked: "What's the matter?"

His tone was much colder than before.

Ye Sicheng wanted to say something, can't I call you if nothing happens?
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