qin mo looked down at he huan.
she woke up in his arms, her eyes wide open.
Looking at her expression, she seemed to mind it very much.
Qin mo reached out and pinched her little face. Then, he lifted the blanket and got up. "I'm going to the study to answer a call."
he huan wanted to say something, but qin mo had already left and closed the door behind him.
he huan wanted to listen to it because she saw that it was ai jia, but she gave up after thinking about it.
qin mo went to the study room for about five minutes before he returned. after he returned, he placed his phone aside and leaned against the bed.
he huan raised her head. " what did you talk about? "
Qin mo tilted his head and looked at her silently for a long time. Then, he whispered, " "we'll talk about it later."
"He Huan, anything that can be solved with money is not a problem." He reached out and held her hand.
