"I wonder why Qin Yu suddenly wanted to do a live broadcast, something must have happened!"
"Qin Yu, what happened? Don't be sad."
"I think it must be because of Liang Jiahao." Sighed... "My poor Qin Yu."
"Qin Yu, don't cry! You still have us!"
Mo Shan rushed over and hugged Qin Yu from the side, gently patting her back while calming her down.
Qin Yu cried for a moment before she stopped crying and turned her head to look at the screen. The live broadcast was still going on, so she took off her disposable gloves and wiped her tears while forcing herself to smile. "Sorry, I got sand in my eyes. I'm fine."
"You're still saying you're fine? If you were crying like that while eating, something big must be going on."
"Qin Yu, don't be sad. We know you're not in a good mood right now. Don't be afraid, we'll stay with you."
