Bai Huai is a bit stubborn; even after combing a handful of hair from Qiann Yan's hair that time, he didn't give up on the task.
Every day, he shows up at Qiann Yan's door at the same time, as if ever since he knew her, she wakes up at the same time every day.
Anyway, he insists on being the first to appear at the door and then helps her comb her hair.
He carefully holds the comb, slowly working from the top to the ends, and despite being so cautious, he still brings down a lot of hair.
Except for the first time that brought tears to his eyes, now he can calmly place the collected hair into a box.
Qiann Yan watches in the mirror as Bai Huai seriously combs her hair, his expression full of reverence: "I arranged a job for you."
"What kind of job?" Bai Huai pauses his hands, "I'll go for whatever you arrange."
"Go intern with my dad at the Ling Family, and quickly learn to work on your own. I think you can do it. Want to go?"
