Upon hearing the man's words, Yu Xia's heart finally settled, and she gave him an embarrassed smile. Then she picked up the handkerchief and covered her face with it, gently wiping. She wondered if it was because the handkerchief had been with the man for too long that it carried his scent, and as she wiped her face, it felt almost as if the man himself were gently wiping it for her, causing Yu Xia to feel a bit shy again.
Yu Xia could feel her cheeks growing warm, sure that they were turning red, but she was grateful her face was covered with the handkerchief, so no one could see her flushed appearance. She was unaware that the man was watching her intently, observing the exposed red tips of her ears and neck with interest.
The man's gaze was discreet, so even when Yu Xia finished wiping her face and removed the handkerchief, she didn't realize she had been scrutinized.
