A little hand waved in front of his face, successfully stopping his tears.
"Do you have something in your eyes? Why are they so red?" An Xiaxia blinked and asked.
Qi Yanxi glared at her. "None of your business!"
An Xiaxia gritted her teeth and took all the spare ribs from his bowl. "Fine! Like I actually care!"
"Xiaxia, watch your manners," Papa An scolded An Xiaxia, and gave Qi Yanxi a compassionate look.
He had seen in the financial news what was going on with the Qi family. Thinking back to the family members he had met last time, Papa An could imagine how tough it had to be for Qi Yanxi at the moment.
Unfortunately, he was only a coffee shop owner, and there was nothing he could do financially to help Qi Yanxi.
Making him some nice soup seemed to be the only support he could offer.
Qi Yanxi ate and joked around like any other normal day.
