The man before her was indeed handsome, with the kind of looks that women adored. Moreover, he was polite, with a smile on his lips; he was the very picture of a refined gentleman.
However, Lin Qingyun merely shook her head politely. "Sorry, it's not convenient."
The smile remained on the man's face as he said, "Beautiful lady, you seem to have been crying... If you don't mind, I could keep you company for a chat."
Lin Qingyun frowned slightly but still shook her head. "Sorry, there's really no need."
Just as the man was about to speak again, Zhao Dong's expression darkened. He clapped the man on the shoulder and said, "Hey, buddy, didn't you see me sitting here?"
The man started, looking at Zhao Dong with mild surprise. "And you are?"
"I'm her man. Now, can you leave?" Zhao Dong's gaze was unfriendly, his face flushing with anger. This guy is hitting on Lin Qingyun right in front of me. Does he think I'm just air?
