In the mirror, the man's face had transformed into a big cat's face, with a row of thick black whiskers at the mouth, three painted stripes on the face, quite symmetrical, eyes closed with painted eyelids above, and two eyebrows like Master Zhang flew to the temples, resembling two caterpillars.
A handsome man, elegant and distinguished, was utterly transformed into a clown by this face.
Outside the bathroom, Wei Chenchen had just gotten out of bed, and upon hearing the man's roar, he fell straight to the floor with a "thud" and quickly ran out of the bedroom.
Leng Youchen stormed out of the bathroom, only to hear the child's giggles from beyond the door. He was furious; this child was his nemesis.
He swore he'd never have kids in this lifetime—they're too mischievous!
Leng Youchen scrubbed his face for a whole hour before he could clean off the messy black marks. His handsome face was rubbed red, and after applying moisturizer, he changed his clothes and went downstairs.
