Mu Chenyan went blank, and her dreamy eyes seemed to glaze over.
What Wu Ze had brought up was the untouchable, forbidden topic in her heart.
Her lips quivered a little, and the bangs that hung over her forehead shifted over her fair face.
Wu Ze could not see her expression, but he was well aware that she was subconsciously avoiding this question...
*
The north wind was blowing even stronger when they came out if the restaurant.
Mu Chenyan's body shrunk back into her coat as her little face retreated into the red scarf. Wu Ze saw this and reached out to help rewrap the scarf around her neck. "If there's any news, I'll call you. However, are you going to personally tell Yuan Xuan about this, or do I tell him?"
Mu Chenyan shook her head and panicked a little. "I'll tell him myself. If you tell him, he'll be..."
She was embarrassed to utter the word "jealous".