Bo Jiu watched as he stared at her, blaming it on the pain. Hence, she lessened the strength of her head massage.
Some people knew about the darkness since birth.
But even then, in front of a certain someone, they would shelf all those thoughts.
For Bo Jiu, Qin Mo was that special person.
The importance of their childhood couldn't be explained clearly.
Madam Zhang heard the commotion, running up the stairs. "Young Master Jiu, what is it?"
"Brother Mo has a headache. Could you make a call? The Qin family should have a private doctor." Bo Jiu didn't even give Qin Mo the chance to speak.
Madam Zhang didn't either as she followed Young Master Jiu's instructions and headed down to make the call.
Qin Mo was amused. Was this guy treating him as a fragile doll?
It was because of the youngster's stance that he could hug onto her waist easily ━ and that was exactly what he did.
