The instant Xin Yihan let go of Mu Yu, she pushed him away in panic as well and immediately turned around to see Qin Jinhuan standing at three to four meters away from them with a long face. She blushed guiltily as if she had done something wrong and smacked her lips in helplessness.
"H-Huan? Why are you here?"
"Young Master Qin. What a coincidence." Xin Yihan looked unnatural as well. He greeted the man with a dry laugh while secretly feeling frustrated at his inappropriate action just now.
"It's not a coincidence. I'm specifically here to fetch my wife." Qin Jinhuan approached them with a dry smile and put his arms around Mu Yu's shoulder as if he was declaring his territory. However, his voice was softer when he addressed her, "Are you feeling cold?"
Am I cold? I am drenched in cold
