Supreme Heir Son-in-law-Chapter 1200 - 1199: Celebrity Diva

Aunt Yang saw Xu Ke and recognized him immediately. If he had a good hairstyle designed, he would be more handsome than those male stars in the entertainment circle.

Moreover, Aunt Yang felt even more confident seeing this; if she could create a design, it would definitely be an outstanding piece of work for her.

"Auntie, this isn’t my boyfriend, it’s the president of our branch office. We have a symposium tomorrow, so seeing him like this, I came especially to find you, and I need a hairstyle myself too."

Aunt Yang looked at Xiao Keyi, shook her head, and laughed. This goddaughter of hers is still trying to deny it.

"Alright, alright, stop denying it. I can tell, you really think your godmother is blind."

After Aunt Yang finished speaking, she was ready to lead the two upstairs, but unexpectedly, there was a commotion in the hall as a big-name artist came in, none other than the currently popular Yang Meili.

"What’s going on here? Do you know who our artist is? Yang Meili is currently a big name. Hurry up and get your main stylist, Yang Shi, out here."

At this moment, the assistants and stylists in the hall were all particularly flustered because they knew their top boss lady doesn’t style for others. And when it comes to designing a style, you have to consider the boss lady’s mood. If she’s in a bad mood, no one should expect anything.

Especially for someone like Yang Meili, who is even less welcomed here. After all, the stylists here are top-notch globally, and even top stars need to tread carefully if they’re throwing a tantrum here.

Yang Meili’s assistant had just finished speaking when Yang Meili, with her red-painted nails, casually leaned on a chair, casting an unfriendly, disdainful glance at the stylist she was speaking with.

"Do you know where I’m going tomorrow? It’s a national anime symposium. If I embarrass myself there tomorrow, your salon can forget about doing business anymore; I’ll expose you immediately."

As soon as Yang Meili finished speaking, someone descended the stairs, and all the stylists present fell silent.

Seeing this, Yang Meili’s assistant’s eyes immediately lit up, and she walked up quickly, pulling out her business card: "Hello, Stylist Yang, we are under Starlight Group, and this is the currently popular artist Yang Meili. We ask that you please give her a hairstyle."

The assistant’s attitude at this moment was particularly humble, completely unlike her previous arrogant demeanor. Seeing this, Yang Meili gave her assistant a kick; even an assistant shouldn’t bow her head, or she’d be looked down upon.

"So it seems you’re the person in charge here. I heard your styling technique is recognized in the entertainment circle. Since that’s the case, give me a style, and I’ll definitely pay you a high price."

After Yang Meili finished speaking, she directly pulled out a chair and sat down, waiting for Stylist Yang to begin. Stylist Yang looked at this woman with no self-awareness and coldly laughed.

"Miss, I suggest you go back to where you came from. Here, styling is done according to the stylist’s mood. Before coming here, know your status. And just because you’re a popular artist doesn’t mean I must bow to you."

After Stylist Yang finished speaking, she looked at her assistant beside her: "Are you still waiting for me to start? Hurry and show them out. We don’t welcome arrogant people here. Forget about being a popular artist; even those kings have suffered losses at my door."

After hearing this, Yang Meili’s face turned particularly sour. Unexpectedly, now even a stylist dares to lose her temper at her. At this moment, Yang Meili’s assistant finally reacted, realizing the rumors outside are true: Stylist Yang really does style based on her mood, and suddenly was flustered.

"Stylist Yang, we’re terribly sorry. Our artist is really in need right now. Would you please consider making an exception for her? I’m apologizing here."

"Could you do it as a favor to me?"

Stylist Yang sneered when she heard this: "What makes you think your favor carries any weight? Coming here shamelessly asking me to do you a favor, who do you think you are? Do I know you? Forget about you; even the president of Starlight Group coming here wouldn’t matter. I work based on my own terms."

"See them off."

After hearing Stylist Yang say this, the people around started smiling; who would’ve thought Stylist Yang would act this way today? But this time, Yang Meili indeed hit a brick wall,

Stylist Yang is notoriously hot-tempered among stylists; even those kings have suffered losses here, yet at this moment, Yang Meili still thought Stylist Yang was just one of those crew stylists, without fear.

However, the assistant beside Yang Meili tugged at her arm and directly said to Stylist Yang: "Fine, since you’re treating me like this today, I’ll expose you immediately. Do you believe my fans will tear down your shop, thinking you’re something special? If you don’t want to do it, there are others who are much better. These fools here don’t even make money."

"Let’s go!"

As soon as Yang Meili finished speaking, she immediately twisted her body and left angrily with her assistant. Naturally, some fifth-rate small stars here were eager to see Yang Meili suffer, so during the argument, they had their assistants record all the videos.

After Yang Meili left, these minor stars finally dared to speak.

"Actually, I thought she was some big shot, but it turns out she has such a bad temper. Never seen anyone like this before."

"Exactly, everyone in the circle praises her temper, and her fans call her Gentle Sister. Now it seems she’s just a shrew, those fans really have chosen the wrong idol, daring to cause trouble here. I wonder who’ll be exposed tomorrow?"

"We’ll tear apart that fake face of hers, show her not to be so arrogant again. It’s way too much, she doesn’t even deserve her position."

After hearing these comments, Stylist Yang smiled and nodded. These people have naturally seen a lot, and those in the entertainment circle can’t avoid conflict.

Xiao Keyi pouted and looked at Xu Ke: "What do you think about that woman just now? I mean, the one who just left."

Xu Ke turned his head to look at Xiao Keyi, this young girl, with a look of eager curiosity in her eyes.

"Don’t you see her demeanor already? Need to ask me? Not to mention men, you’re a girl, whether you like her or not, you’re clear in your heart."

After hearing Xu Ke’s words, Xiao Keyi pouted, particularly proud.