Liu Shimei panicked.
If she had known that the young puppy would cry, she would not have let him look at her feet. Thinking about how he would cry every time he saw her hurt, she felt helpless and touched.
A man who would cry for you, even if he had the heart of a five-year-old child, still moved her deeply.
What kind of heart did he have!
She hurriedly patted his back to comfort him and said, "It's okay, blame the shoes, not yourself. You didn't know I changed into this pair that doesn't fit, right?"
Huangfu Lingyao hung his head without uttering a word.
He had always been able to control his expression. He could laugh, cry, and cry whenever he wanted to. He did not even need to prepare for it.
He was a fool, so no one would hold him to the standards of 'a real man doesn't shed tears'. Even if he threw a tantrum and cried on the ground, no one would call him unmanly, they would just call him a fool.
