Seeing Liang Jiayun's tears, Lu Yang was stunned.
What's going on here?
Why is she crying?
Lu Yang quickly wiped away Liang Jiayun's tears and asked softly, "Auntie, what's wrong?"
"Wuu wuu wuu..."
But Liang Jiayun just cried, with such heartbreaking sobs.
No one else witnessed this scene; otherwise, Lu Yang might have been labeled a heartbreaker long ago.
"Auntie, did I say something wrong? Please don't cry."
Lu Yang previously had no concept of the destructive power of a woman's tears.
He even thought those who boasted about the lethality of women's tears were all abnormal, one by one.
A big man, and yet to be dominated by a woman's tears?
Absurd.
But now...
Lu Yang understood.
It wasn't that women's tears had great destructive power in themselves.
It was that when a woman shed tears expressing sorrow, it made you worry sick, hence demonstrating its great destructive power.
