บท 2388: I am not going to dislike you.

After the first day of training, she ran home and ruefully plunged straight into her man's arms, who was working in his study room. With a troubled look, she asked, "What should I do, hubby? My new show demands me to cut my hair short. I'm done for this time! I don't wanna have a short crop on my wedding day! I've been maintaining my long hair all this time!"

Mu Yazhe was wallowing in the sweetness of her endearing term when he caught her complaint of cutting her hair. This was when he perked up his ears.

"What kinda show requires you to cut your hair short?"

"It's a contemporary idol drama where I'm acting as a racing car driver."

The man turned his head to size her up suspiciously. "You? As a racing car driver?"

"Yeah."

"It's hard to imagine."

"Why?"

"You don't have guts for rough driving. You'll get carsick whenever I drive a bit faster. I think you'll just end up throwing up if you have to sit in a race car."

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