"Since Uncle Three has nothing to tell, then I'm sorry."
Huo Jinnan lifted his hand, his slender fingers playing with a cigarette, he looked down, slowly extinguishing it with a deliberate motion.
Qin Mochuan was also a clever man, understanding what Huo Jinnan meant; he was like the cigarette in the other man's hand. However— to light his own lamp, he would have to snuff out the light in someone else's.
He looked at Huo Jinnan, "Jinnan, I'm not intentionally targeting Che Huan. The matching heart was given to me by someone else, with the condition that I take care of her, I had no choice."
Huo Jinnan's gaze fell on Qin Mochuan, staring at him.
Qin Mochuan stood there, with an open and frank expression.
After watching for a while, Huo Jinnan asked in a low voice, "Uncle Three doesn't know she's my woman?"
Qin Mochuan closed his eyes, silent for a while before speaking slowly, "Sometimes people become greedy."
