Cui Yun looked at Shen Hua, whose eyes were misty, shimmering with unshed tears, as if she might cry at any moment if her missing tail wasn't found.
He had always known that a delicate girl like Shen Hua, when crying, would resemble pear blossoms bathed in rain, her glistening tears would slip down her lovely jawline...
But at this moment, he suddenly lost the desire to see it.
Yet he couldn't help but let out a muffled chuckle.
Shen Hua glared at him unhappily: "What are you laughing at!"
She raised her dainty finger to wipe away the tear at the corner of her eye. Seeing that the smile had not faded from Cui Yun's lips, she became infuriated and started to sob.
"What's wrong now?" Cui Yun's tone was even, but if one listened closely, there was an unwitting resignation in his voice.
Shen Hua sobbed. The mink fur brushed past the wine bottle on the table, 'clink', and the porcelain shattered, splashing wine everywhere, leaving her staring dumbfounded for a few seconds.
