He Huan looked at the flowers in her hand as she walked out.
It was a bouquet of white roses. She even bought a crystal bottle because Qin mo liked it.
She wanted to put it on the patient's bed. It would probably make her feel better.
However, he was no longer there. She didn't even know where he had gone.
He Huan stood at the door for a while, then walked slowly and threw the roses in her hand into the bin.
she looked at it quietly for a while and felt a little disappointed.
How should she put it? she felt like a failure.
she was a famous director and was well-known both in the mainland and abroad. however, to qin mo, she was not a good woman, a good wife, or a good mother. he felt that she did not know how to cook and would rather find a five-star chef to make a simple three dishes and a soup. at this moment, she did not acknowledge his thoughtfulness.
She was a little tired.
