Chapter 1327: All He Wants Is For Her To Be Happy

Qin Yiyan did not want Liu Xin'ai to be unhappy, so he found an opportunity to ask her the reason.

Liu Xin'ai raised her hand to support her chin, her eyes dazed: "I feel... as if I am living in a very perfect dream, where everything is unrealistically beautiful."

Qin Yiyan was silent for a moment, then followed her words to ask: "Is this not the life you want?"

Liu Xin'ai did not answer.

Instead, she looked at Qin Yiyan with a hint of helplessness.

That look made Qin Yiyan puzzled, and he hurriedly asked: "Did I say something wrong?"

"You aren't wrong, it's just that like everyone else, the moment I express my inner feelings, you immediately start reflecting on them. This puts a lot of pressure on me, and slowly, I become afraid to let you know my thoughts."

When Liu Xin'ai finished speaking, she began to sigh.

Her bright face was also clouded with worry.

It was clear that she did not like the current state of things.

Qin Yiyan was gratified by Liu Xin'ai's communication.

But at the same time, he was also reflecting on his recent actions.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed... indeed too cautious.

They treated Liu Xin'ai like a fragile doll, caring for her in every way.

Yet Liu Xin'ai was never fragile.

Thinking this, Qin Yiyan raised his head and said to Liu Xin'ai: "We all want to give you the best of everything, but we neglected your feelings."

"And you are all being overly cautious, which is also not right."

"Mm, it is indeed not right."

Qin Yiyan's agreement did not make Liu Xin'ai feel happy.

Instead, she looked straight into Qin Yiyan's eyes and pressed: "You agree with me?"

"Yes."

"You aren't just agreeing with me to coax me into being happy?"

"Of course not, I agree with you because what you said makes a lot of sense."

Qin Yiyan's reply made a pure smile appear on Liu Xin'ai's face.

But soon, Liu Xin'ai's smile was replaced by melancholy again.

She raised her palm to support her chin again and murmured: "Then what way is there to make everyone change?"

"It's simple, next time you see them, just tell everyone directly. Once everyone hears your true thoughts, they will make changes, but this takes time, so don't be anxious."

Liu Xin'ai nodded gently.

Her heavy mood became a bit lighter because of Qin Yiyan's words.

At this moment, Xiao'an knocked on the door and walked in.

Her flushed face wore a smile she couldn't hide: "Madam, Miss Xu has sent someone to bring you a gift!"

A gift?

Liu Xin'ai's attention was immediately drawn.

She reached out to open the box and discovered that inside, there was actually a hair clip.

The hair clip was black and adorned with pearls, which gave off a faint, lustrous glow.

Xiao'an stood by watching and couldn't help but praise: "This hair clip is very pretty, it must suit you very well. Would you like to put it on and try it?"

Liu Xin'ai was just thinking of trying it, and upon hearing Xiao'an's words, she couldn't help but nod with a faint smile.

Xiao'an helped Liu Xin'ai sit in front of the mirror and started by combing Liu Xin'ai's hair.

Liu Xin'ai looked at the hair clip in her hand and murmured: "Everything is fine, why send me a hair clip?"

"I know this!" Xiao'an didn't stop her movements, sharing the news she had heard, "I heard Miss Xu mention that your hair has grown longer, and pinning it up would be very feminine."

Hearing this explanation, Liu Xin'ai raised her eyebrows slightly.

She hadn't expected that the seemingly carefree Xu Xiaoxiao was actually so attentive.

It's just that...

Liu Xin'ai sniffed with her delicate nose, then frowned and murmured: "This smell... it's like something is burning!"

Xiao'an smelled it too and muttered: "Oh no, which careless person... Oh my! It's the sweet soup I was simmering in the kitchen!!"

Realizing the pot was scorched, Xiao'an dropped everything and ran, moving as fast as a rabbit.

Liu Xin'ai looked back at Xiao'an's retreating figure and shook her head helplessly.

Then she turned back, stared at her disheveled hair for a while, and decided to do it herself.

But five minutes later...

Liu Xin'ai gave up.

She shook her arms and murmured: "My arms are so sore!"

As she spoke, Liu Xin'ai lowered her arms in frustration and set the hair clip aside.

Qin Yiyan had been standing nearby the whole time, and seeing that Liu Xin'ai couldn't manage her hair on her own, he volunteered: "Let me help you comb it."

"Can you?"

"I can't, but it shouldn't be difficult."

Qin Yiyan had been standing there watching, and seeing Xiao'an fiddle with the left side and then the right side, it didn't seem to require any technical skill, so he felt he could do it.

Liu Xin'ai didn't hesitate much and handed her wooden comb to Qin Yiyan.

Qin Yiyan took it calmly and began to gesture left and right.

This was the first time in his life Qin Yiyan had combed someone's hair, and his movements holding the wooden comb were extremely clumsy.

However, he still remembered Xiao'an's movements from just a moment ago, and now he followed those remembered actions, combing left, then combing right, feeling his movements becoming more proficient.

Liu Xin'ai could see the serious-looking Qin Yiyan in the mirror.

After watching for a while, Liu Xin'ai suddenly asked a question: "Do you think I'm very troublesome?"

Qin Yiyan shook his head gently: "How could I, everything happening right now is something I've dreamed of."

He was not exaggerating; Qin Yiyan truly felt lucky to have Liu Xin'ai's wholehearted trust.

Before, he had always wanted to control Liu Xin'ai.

Little did he know, what he had always wanted was Liu Xin'ai's happy smile.

Fortunately, Heaven gave him a chance to make amends, and Qin Yiyan told himself that he must make Liu Xin'ai happy every day.

However...

When Qin Yiyan looked into the mirror, he saw Liu Xin'ai pouting her red lips.

She had a look of frustration on her face.

This made Qin Yiyan a little nervous: "What's wrong?"

"The hair you combed is so ugly."

Uh...

Qin Yiyan looked at it from front to back, thinking, isn't this just a ponytail?

Liu Xin'ai was truly dissatisfied; she pointed at her head and said: "Look here, it's flat, like a potato!"

"Then what should it look like?"

"A bit fluffier, it needs to bulge out here."

Bulge out?

Qin Yiyan, a straight man, could not understand.

But he was eager to learn, so he used his phone to find a video and followed the teaching steps inside, operating step by step.

Liu Xin'ai was also watching the video, pointing out Qin Yiyan's mistakes from time to time:

"No, no, you need to hold the ends of the hair with your left hand."

"Wrong again, look, the strands of hair are falling out."

"Relax your thumb, then loosen the hair."

"Hmm... this is about right now."

Finally receiving Liu Xin'ai's approval, Qin Yiyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He stared at Liu Xin'ai's round back of the head, feeling...

It seemed there was no difference from before.

But it didn't matter if he couldn't spot the difference, as long as Liu Xin'ai liked it.

Qin Yiyan felt the task was successfully completed.

But Liu Xin'ai handed the hair clip to him.

So... combing the hair was only the first step...

Qin Yiyan held the hair clip, feeling nervous again, and asked: "This... how should I do this?"