At a famous beauty salon in Dubai, while three women went for a spa treatment, Gu Shaocheng, inexplicably, decided to change his hairstyle.
When the man, usually so particular about looking composed, showed up with a new hairstyle, everyone was temporarily speechless.
"Bro?" Nan Baihao's mouth twitched savagely twice, "Don't you think this hairstyle doesn't suit you?"
"Really?" As Gu Shaocheng put on the coat handed to him by the bodyguard, he took a look at his new hairstyle in the reflection on his phone and lifted his head to ask, "Don't you think my hairstyle looks better than Hua Hua's?"
Hua Hua twisted around with a slap to his head. It seemed like his self-esteem had been wounded. When he reluctantly turned his face and managed a forced grin, he affirmed, "Haha, absolutely, bro, this hairstyle, you've really outshone me. Your wife will surely be overjoyed and throw herself into your arms when she sees it."
