I Just Want to Divorce

Get My Hair Done

As soon as the voice fell, the room was instantly enveloped in a deathly silence. 

Father Ye raised his hand and hurled the tea cup his way. “What damn thing are you talking about?!” 

The purple sand tea cup fell near Ye Fei’s feet and shattered into pieces. The hot tea remaining in the cup splashed on his ankle. It was not very hot, but there was still a burning sensation.

Ye Fei stood up and spread his hands out. “Then there is no way.”

“I think you are just asking for trouble!” Father Ye pointed at Ye Fei, speaking arrogantly, “Let me tell you today, you’ll have to take care of it, no matter whether you want to or not!” 

Ye Fei sneered and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Yao.

“Ye Fei, you said you love me the most.” Ye Yao seemed to have suffered a great humiliation and stared at him stubbornly. “Is that how you love me?” 

Ye Fei looked at Ye Yao coldly. When his mother died, he was two years old. Ye Yao was only three years younger than him, and the brothers could be said to have grown up together.

In twenty years, even an animal one raised would become affectionate. What about Ye Yao? 

Ye Fei dug out his heart and lungs for Ye Yao but what he got in return was schadenfreude and malicious imprecations while he was on the hospital bed. Prior to that, Ye Fei had never known that his seemingly good little brother, in fact, had such deep hatred for him in his heart.

Such a thing which is worse than a dog or pig, how does he have the cheek to get his love?

Ye Fei said, “Are you worthy?”

He had a pair of beautifully shaped peach-blossom eyes, thick and long eyelashes, which looked romantic and affectionate when he smiled, but icy cold and ruthless when he threatened someone. At this moment, only a faint glance at Ye Yao made him tremble involuntarily. 

Perceiving his own reaction, Ye Yao flew into a rage out of humiliation. “Are you fucking sick? Damn it! Will you help or not? Who do you think………?” 

“A’Yao!” Father Ye stopped him in time. 

Ye Yao opened his mouth and closed it reluctantly under Father Ye’s warning eyes. 

“What exactly are you dissatisfied with?” Father Ye kept his anger under control and said, “Don’t forget, the company has your shares too. Helping A’Yao is helping yourself!”

Ye Fei took out his mobile phone to browse the latest news and slovenly said, “Me, care?” 

Dingyuan could live till now by relying on him. As long as he wanted, let alone one, supporting even ten Dingyuan wouldn’t be a problem. Anyway, who would covet such a thing?

“You!” Father Ye suffered from lung pain, his chest felt heavy and he coughed violently.

“Dad, are you alright?” Ye Yao immediately stepped forward and handed Father Ye a glass of water while patting his back. After acting long enough like a good son,  he turned towards Ye Fei. “Look at yourself! Making father angry to this extent!”

“Ye Yao.” Ye Fei took a step forward, and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile. “Why didn’t I realize long ago that you were so shameless?” 

“It’s you who is fucking shameless!” To begin with, Ye Yao had an inherently impulsive personality. His brain exploded violently after hearing this sentence, so without thinking much about it, he clenched his fists and rushed forwards. 

Ye Fei took a step back, turned sideways to avoid his movements, raised his leg and ruthlessly gave him a kick.

Ye Yao didn’t expect that his elder brother, who had always responded to his every plea, would really set about clearing all accounts with him. Unprepared, his knees weakened and he fell back on the glass teapoy.

After a crisp cracking sound, the teapoy’s surface, because of acting as the point of Ye Yao’s centre of gravity, shattered into pieces. 

“A’Yao!” Father Ye turned stupid for a few seconds. When he finally reacted, he had even stopped coughing. He hastily ran over to help Ye Yao. 

The feeling of being able to use his superior physical strength was really too beautiful. Ye Fei was in a good mood, and couldn’t hold back kicking Ye Yao’s body once more. 

Ye Yao, whose upper body had just been pulled up by Father Ye, staggered and once again, fell down on the broken pieces of glass. His howling became even more sad and shrill. 

“Ye Fei! Are you crazy? Putting such a heavy hand on your younger brother!” Father Ye looked at Ye Yao’s bloodied appearance and felt it painfully tugging at his heartstrings. If he didn’t already have his hands full, he’d certainly have gotten back at Ye Fei immediately for the hurt inflicted on Ye Yao. 

“Indeed.” Ye Fei nodded in agreement, speaking regretfully. “Why didn’t I think about this issue earlier and hit him long ago?” 

Father Ye tasted a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat and almost passed out. 

Ye Fei turned on the camera and took the chance to move towards Ye Yao, who had reached his limits and cut a sorry figure, to click a few pictures. He enjoyed it for a moment, remaining calm and unruffled in the midst of the chaos. And while at it, he also added a filter. Only then did he walk out through the door amidst Father Ye’s frenetic roaring and furious curses. 

Outside the door, the birds were chirping, and the gentle breeze brought along with it a faint floral fragrance. Ye Fei took a deep breath, spread out his palms to catch a small bunch of falling lilac blossoms. The rims of his eyes were slightly moist but the corner of his mouth couldn’t help tilting upwards. 

It’s really good. He’s back. 

Only, his good mood lasted for less than a minute. When passing by an off-road car, Ye Fei’s face froze after he inadvertently glanced at the image reflected on the car’s window.

In his last life, he took over Dingyuan right after he graduated from university. So as to not let people underestimate him, he often intentionally chose a mature style of dressing. 

Forget about the stereotypical black suit! Ye Fei removed the zero diopter glasses from the bridge of his nose and directly threw them into the trash can. What’s the matter with such eyeglasses that even programmers with unrefined tastes turn up their noses at?! 

Ye Fei touched a handful of his hair set firmly with the hair gel. Originally, he intended to go back home and carefully sort out his thoughts in a short while. At this moment, he immediately changed his plan and took a taxi to go straight to a styling studio. 

Living once again, he would never constrain himself. Only having two years of life, he wanted to do as he pleased and spend time whistling and pattering like rain, natural and unrestrained. 

Ye Fei went to a studio that was extremely famous in the inner circle, going through the VIP route where non-members were not received. In his previous life, he had always wanted to experience it for himself at least once. As a result, he always pushed back and set it aside because of all kinds of reasons. The membership card had been issued for several years and still had zero consumption. He didn’t expect it to actually make this easier in this lifetime. 

After verifying his identity, the stylist made an alcoholic drink and served him a cocktail with very low alcohol-content and asked him: “What kind of hairstyle do you want?” 

Ye Fei held the glass of liquor in one hand and carefully scrutinized the image in the mirror and claimed, “Not too long, not permed. Most importantly…….” He narrowed his eyes. “It should be handsome.”

The stylist chuckled. “Rest assured, la. With the way you have developed, no matter how it’s styled, it’ll look good.” 

Ye Fei raised his brows and drank a mouthful of the liquor. “Thank you, you look good too.”

He had an air of carelessness around him, especially charming when he smiled slightly with his eyebrows lowered. The stylist’s face turned red. He cleared his throat and stabilized his state of mind. He picked up the touchpad and clicked a picture of Ye Fei’s face. 

“In that case, I’ll first use your photo to make a simulation picture.” He uploaded the picture to a small recording programme and explained to Ye Fei. “If you think it is pretty good, then I’ll cut it according to the picture. If you are not fully satisfied, then, I will redo it.” 

Ye Fei nodded joyfully. “Okay!” 

Having heard what he said, the stylist relaxed after taking a breath. He sighed as he spoke: “I like such straightforward clients like you.”

“That said,” Ye Fei languidly leaned back against the chair and chatted with him. “It’s nothing more than a haircut, what’s there to be entangled about?” 

The stylist ridiculed: “There are many entanglements. In this line of work, we come across all kinds of people.” 

“You still don’t believe…” Looking at his disapproving expression, the stylist found an example. “Don’t have to talk about distant things, the one who entered the store before you, he refused to cooperate. Tried convincing him and he still didn’t agree to engage in the styling. Especially hard to deal with.” 

These kinds of weirdos still exist? 

Ye Fei was speechless. “In that case, why on earth did he come?”

Speaking of this, the stylist felt somewhat amused. He tapped and drew on the touch pad with his finger as he spoke. “He was tricked by his friend.”

The stylist sighed. “At first, I wanted to persuade his friend to speak to him. As a result, after being cast a sidelong glance, he didn’t dare to come forward. The atmosphere was that tense!”

“Really?” Ye Fei was quite surprised, and yet somewhat curious too. “Who? A celebrity?” 

“No. Seemed to be some company’s president.” From where he stood, the stylist could hear only vaguely, so he wasn’t quite sure. “However, he looked really handsome. Even more eye-catching than a celebrity.”

Ye Fei got interested and put the wine glass on the table. “Has that person already left?” 

“No. Is inside a private room. His friend is still trying to communicate with him.” While talking, the stylist had already created the simulation picture. He raised the touch pad and asked Ye Fei. “What do you think of this?”

Sure enough, those with a good reputation are quite skilled. 

Ye Fei looked at the simulated image and was quite satisfied. “Yes.”

“It’s decided then, let’s do it like this. I’ll take you to a private room.”

To show consideration for the customers’ privacy, the styling studio’s lounge was just used for receiving and communicating with the guests. A series of things like styling and makeover were all carried out in independent private rooms. 

The stylist took Ye Fei up to the second floor. Just after passing through a small indoor garden area, he heard a faint voice coming from ahead.

“There is it.” The stylist pointed to a half-open box diagonally in front of him, and whispered in Ye Fei’s ear. “That’s the person I just told you about.”

The closer he got, the clearer the voice became. 

“The web conference will start soon. Why don’t you get a stylish haircut and use your face to attract traffic to our new game?” The man who spoke sounded completely frenetic. “Other families’ CEOs are even going to do a live broadcast to flaunt their goods!”

He didn’t know why, but Ye Fei invariably felt that this voice was somewhat familiar. He slowed down his pace and turned to look inside the private room. 

The first thing that appeared in his line of vision was a laptop. The screen was lit up, and a pair of slender hands were tapping on the keyboard, making clear clicking sounds. 

The very business like scene was completely incompatible with the box full of hairdressing supplies. 

Ye Fei slightly shifted and moved forwards, and his field of vision which was blocked by the door frame, broadened a little bit. 

It was a young man, dressed elegantly in a dark blue suit. His two long legs spread naturally under the table, not lifted but were there just casually. His back was perfectly straight and his sitting posture was upright and good looking. 

His line of vision continued to move upwards. Unexpectedly, a handsome and familiar face appeared in front of him. 

Ye Fei: “…”

Ye Fei supported his forehead with his hand. He really didn’t expect that the customer whom the stylist had called hard to deal with was Yan Xiao. He was his contract marriage partner, his legal spouse. 

“Ge! Xiāo ge! Dad!” Cheng Minghao almost went down on his knees to hug his thighs. “Only this time! I promise! Since you are already here, just get your hair done.”

Yan Xiao expressionlessly looked at the computer screen and continued sending mails. 

“If I had the ability to do it instead of you, I certainly wouldn’t need you!” Seeing that this didn’t work, Cheng Minghao implored, immediately changing his tactics and crazily began to put a high hat on Yan Xiao. “Well, I am neither as handsome as you nor do I have a million fans. Such a great opportunity for free advertisement, you are not a Chinese if you don’t seize it, Xiao ge!” 

“Cheng Minghao.” Yan Xiao shut down the laptop and raised his eyebrows. 

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Cheng Minghao felt a great joy in his heart. Was this a promise? Heaven’s blessings! This piece of iron, at long last, let himself be persuaded! 

“You talk too much.” Yan Xiao put the laptop in his bag.

Cheng Minghao: “…”

Cheng Minghao’s fluttering mood fell instantly, and he screamed in his heart.

Damn! Anyone who has a good face but doesn’t know how to cherish it should be dragged out and killed!! 

“Xiao ge…” He still wanted to struggle once again.

Yan Xiao had already run out of patience, carried the computer bag and rose up to his feet, ready to leave. As soon as he turned around, he saw Ye Fei’s smiling eyes. 

Yan Xiao’s steps instantly froze on the spot.

“Hey!” Ye Fei walked in calmly and greeted him. “Are you leaving??” 

“Yes.” Cheng Minghao knew Ye Fei and complained in front of him. “Fei ge, you are here too. Ah, what’s a coincidence! But we…..” 

“Are not leaving.” Yan Xiao interrupted him suddenly. 

Cheng Minghao was puzzled. “No.. Not leaving….” 

Yan Xiao didn’t let him continue, but quickly added: “I accept your proposal based on our company’s development plan.”

Cheng Minghao didn’t react for a while, and then opened his mouth stupidly: “Huh?”

Yan Xiao: “I will get my hair done.” 

Cheng Minghao, who had failed to persuade in the last hour: “???” 

Stylist: “???”

~purple sand – It’s a type of clay used to make teapots and teacups, etc. An unglazed, unpainted purple sand clay teapot captures the color, fragrance and flavor of tea, and also preserves it, so that the tea doesn’t go bad if left in the pot overnight on hot summer days. Courtesy : Chinaculture

~dig out his heart and lungs: to be totally devoted (to a person.

~schadenfreude: here means – take pleasure in (or gloat over) other people’s misfortune, that is, to take joy in calamity and delight in disaster or to rejoice in other people’s misfortune.

~worse than a dog or pig -> means- not as good as pigs and dogs. describes a cheap personality and extremely bad character.

~How does……….get his love? -> It means – where does Ye Yao get the confidence from that Ye Fei loves him?

~teapoy – A three-legged decorative stand or table; sometimes also having a tea chest for holding a tea service. Courtesy : Wiktionary

~old blood – It’s an expression for extreme anger.

~perm – a process in which you make straight hair curly by using chemicals, or hair that has been treated in this way. It can also mean ‘permanent’ hairstyle. Basically, the hair isn’t permanently set but they remain set for a long time, so the name, perm.

~he – refers to the friend who tricked the weird client into coming.

~chairman – the raws were 总裁 which means – chairman or director-general (of a company). President sounded better?

~It’s decided then,……… like this – Thanks to thatlazypotato for helping me out with the translation.

~second floor – the raws were 二楼 which had different meanings in the UK and US. It’s first floor in UK and second floor in US. Transliterating, it is second storey/floor. I don’t know why the UK and US have different annotations for this.

~box – I will be using box and private room interchangeably.

~his two long……….just casually – the raws were 桌下两条长腿自然分开，不翘不抬. I thought about translating it as – His two long legs were casually spread open under the table, without being bent or lifted up. But just went ahead with the above mentioned one.

~ge – Elder brother(informal)

~Xiao – here is Xiao from Yan Xiao.

~dad – Dad here is used to emphasize that Cheng Minghao is exaggerating Yan Xiao’s address.