Shouldn't she expect it?
Which girl would not like to see handsome guys show off their muscles?
Ingrid saw her confused expression and didn't continue this topic.
"Come on. Let's go inside."
The two walked into the director's studio side by side.
Carter heard the noise, turned around, and immediately laughed. "Ingrid, you're here!"
"Uncle Wellington." Ingrid greeted.
Carter saw her shoulder-length hair and felt surprised. "Did you cut your hair?"
"Yeah." Ingrid nodded and raised her hand to stroke the ends of her hair.
She felt much easier after cutting her hair. It became softer, and it also made her feel happier.
Her face was a bit pale, which made her red lips seem brighter, and her short hair gave her a good spirit.
Carter remembered that her hair was very long, almost reach
