Mu Yu knew something was wrong. She hurriedly put up an awkward smile while she explained, “Yihan and I bumped into each other by coincidence. Don’t misunderstand. There’s nothing going on between us.”

She knew what his taboo was.

“If there’s nothing going on, why were you crying?” Qin Jinhuan’s voice was very cold. “And you did it in public! You just can’t let him go, can you?”

“No, no, no. It’s not like that, it’s not like ...