In that instant, He Qimo was speechless and heartbroken.
But he couldn't utter any words of promise. He didn't want to see He Yunshen cry, nor did he want to see Shen Funni cry even more.
If He Yunshen's tears could prick his heart with thousands of needles, Shen Funni's tears would grind his bones entirely in a meat grinder.
Stopping his woman's tears is the most basic principle for a man, but unfortunately, he never managed to do it.
He didn't know how to solve the emotional problem with Shen Funni. He wasn't as good as Lu Xin, who is the typical Feng Chengjin type of man—a fact he understood well.
So, compared to a man who can comfort her entirely as soon as they meet, chasing a woman who cries with red eyes upon seeing him.
He felt he had no chance of competing at all.
Chase her? Compete with a man without a past record by revealing heartfelt emotions he once had for someone else, whom Shen Funni mindfully cares about?
He Qimo was speechless in self-mockery.
