Tong Xiaohua had never felt so disregarded in all her life.
This embarrassment was even more uncomfortable than having a bucket of cold water poured over her head.
But for the sake of Yan Bo, for the sake of their relationship, she had to endure this embarrassment.
Moreover, to prevent Yan Bo from feeling too guilty, she couldn't even show the distress in her heart.
She admitted that she was not an expert at hiding her emotions, so she could only bury her face in his shoulder until the overwhelming discomfort in her heart subsided somewhat before lifting her head and gently pushing Yan Bo away.
"Let's go eat…" she whispered.
Yan Bo looked down at her, his heart aching, but he found that even with his self-proclaimed eloquence, at this moment, he had no idea what to say to comfort her other than apologizing.
And he who thought of himself as strong realized that, apart from feeling sorry and distressed, he surprisingly couldn't think of anything to protect her.