Seeing some stubble on his chin in the mirror, he hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to shave. After all, he was going home and didn't want to give his grandpa an excuse to lecture him.
"Yao Ye, do you have a new razor?" Gao Dashuai called out.
In another bathroom, Yao Ye was just like when he was fooling around with his wife, he heard someone shouting and it ruined the mood. His wife pressed down his wandering hand and said, "Ziye, Brother Gao is calling you."
Yao Ye, in a huff, grabbed his electric razor from the counter and stormed over, gesturing the sharp blade at Gao Dashuai and said, "Do you want me to help you shave?"
Gao Dashuai, seeing the displeasure on his face, figured he just interrupted something important, raised his uninjured right hand in surrender and pleaded, "I'll handle it myself, how could I let you do this for me?"
