Xiao Zhao and the makeup artist looked at Ding Shan in a daze. When they heard what Ding Shan said, they couldn't help but nod. "It fits! It's so pretty..."
Xiao Zhao seemed to have discovered a new continent. She looked around Ding Shan a few times, and her eyes were filled with amazement. "Sister Shan, this style fits you! How did you think of it? The contrast is too big!"
Ding Shan kept adjusting her hairstyle and replied indifferently, "I'm tired of being a little princess. I'm not as docile as they think. "I'm getting older. I can't do it the same way as before. If I do, my acting path will become more narrow. It's just that I like this style more now."
The makeup artist walked forward and helped Ding Shan fix the hairpin neatly. She pulled out a few strands of her beautiful hair, appearing elegant and natural.
