He's Slandering Me

Da Mao, who had just been lectured, was scratching his head innocently and glancing at Li Shouji with his small eyes.

He looked like he wanted to refute him, but when he thought of his poisonous tongue skills, he felt a little afraid. "I should just let it go…"

Seeing that Da Mao had finally come to his senses, Li Shouji was very satisfied. After putting down the wine glass, he patted Da Mao's shoulder and comforted him like a good brother. "Don't be sad. It's still possible for you. Go back, take a shower and shave. You could still be considered a handsome man."

Before Da Mao could rejoice, he was hurt by his next words.

"By the way, what do you actually look like? I haven't seen your face in years. I've almost forgotten it."

Li Shouji finished speaking and sighed. "Forget it. It doesn't matter what you look like. What's more important is that you're Da Mao!"