Chu Xianling also saw it, walked over, examined it carefully, and concluded: "This hair isn't local!"
"Wow, you're just too scary." Song Xiaodong looked at Chu Xianling, mouth agape and shook his head.
"The women in our family don't have this hairstyle." Chu Xianling said as she pressed Song Xiaodong onto the sofa.
"You can see a hairstyle from a single hair?" Song Xiaodong asked in surprise.
"Hmph, I can even tell from a follicle!" Chu Xianling said proudly.
"Why don't you go into criminal investigation?" Song Xiaodong shook his head and asked.
"Speak up, confess! Where did you find another wild woman?" Chu Xianling interrogated Song Xiaodong.
"Wow, if Director Qiao hears this, he'd arrest you?" Song Xiaodong said to Chu Xianling.
"Hmph, rotten man, already sticking your elbows out!" Chu Xianling said to everyone.
"Oh dear, I went to Director Qiao's house, stop guessing." Song Xiaodong waved his hand impatiently.
