Chu Qingchuan gulped, then paused after a single word and whispered. "Master... master, could you please stand a little further away from me?"
Yu Wuhen's entire body froze and the disappointment in his eyes deepened. "Chuchu, why? Do I make you so unhappy?"
Chu Qingchuan didn't say anything, but it was easy to see the distant and displeased look clearly on her face.
Yu Wuhen stared intensely at Chu Qingchuan for a second, then took a deep sigh.
He put Chu Qingchuan down, turned heel and walked away with big strides.
Chu Qingchuan watched the silhouette of Yu Wuhen's back, then hugged her arms. Why did her whole body feel cold all of a sudden?
Had she done something wrong? But Yu Wuhen said that he wouldn't blame her, so she should be feeling relieved.
