Lu Xuening took the tissue, gently wiping the tears from her eyes.
When she raised her head to look at Dongfang Jin, her face was tear-streaked, perfecting an image of a pear blossom amidst a downpour.
This sympathetic demeanor could evoke pity in any man's heart when they saw it.
"I just wanted to see if she's doing okay. As you know, it always makes me uneasy when she's not."
Sniffling, she forced out a small smile, "I'm fine, I'll get used to it."
"Always so vulnerable, who else would they pick on if not you?"
Dongfang Jin handed her another tissue. Too worried and frustrated to provide any words of comfort.
However, Lu Xuening mustered a smile, "It's okay. I don't mind."
"Hmm." He nodded, not speaking to her any further.
Lu Xuening bowed her head again, quietly clearing away the tear stains on her face.
As for the pair on the next table, they'd already started to enjoy their meal heartily.
