Xu Nuan blinked her teary eyes upon seeing the man who offered her the handkerchief. She sniffled seeing Han Zihao standing beside her, wearing a grey formal three-piece suit, looking hot as hell.
'How can I have such thoughts while crying? My mind must have gotten corrupted by reading all those fanfictions.' she pursed her lips and tried to not think anything distracting.
Han Zihao passed her the handkerchief and signaled her to take it, seeing her standing there without moving. Her lips parted in a daze but she took the handkerchief and tapped below her eyes. She made sure to not ruin her eyeliner while wiping her tears away.
After she was done, she looked around to be careful of people's gazes and leaned closer to him to whisper, " What are you doing here? You didn't even mess up or call me to know about my whereabouts, how did you know I am here?" she asked.
