Chapter 833 Trashy Women Go for Big Curls

Yasmin said that driving her sports car to the market would drew too much attention. The thing was, with her beauty and temperament, she'd attract countless eyes even riding a bicycle to the market.

Many eyes turned to look at her.

After a while, Michael placed the vegetables they had bought into the bike basket, riding away with Yasmin under the envious and jealous gazes of countless men.

The sun set in the west, the evening glow cast a dark red curtain.

Feeling the evening breeze and hugging Michael's sturdy waist, Yasmin felt waves of happiness ripple through her heart.

"Yasmin, why did you suddenly decide to change your hairstyle and dye your hair burgundy?"

Michael was also enjoying the idyllic peace, making sporadic small talk with Yasmin.

Tossing a few strands of hair back, Yasmin asked, "Isn't it nice?"