Chapter 3909: I'll Help You, Huh? 4

After she finished speaking, she stood up: "I'll sleep in the small room."

Qin Mo wanted to catch her, and he did, but the moment He Huan turned around, he was stunned.

She cried.

He Huan was also stubborn. She seldom cried. Even when she was seriously injured in her youth, she never cried and tried her best to hold it back, but now she cried.

Her voice was hoarse, and she said in a very low voice: "Qin Mo, you may think I'm easy to bully. Yes, you are a man, you are the high and mighty Qin, you and Qin Lu are brothers, but Ai Jia is not your wife!"

She took a deep breath again: "Besides, how to choose is also my own business."

After she said it with some determination, Qin Mo looked at her expressionlessly and said: "He Huan, what do you mean!"

"Break up, okay?" She shook off his hand and walked towards another room.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and the door was already closed.

He walked over and knocked on the door, his voice was also hoarse: "He Huan, open the door."

There was no movement inside, and He Huan didn't seem willing to open it.

Qin Mo leaned against the door, "He Huan, please talk about reason."

There was still no movement inside, so he tried it and found the door was locked.

Qin Mo said a few more words to her outside, but she still didn't say anything. He was a little angry, but he held back and called the front desk: "Send me the key to the second bedroom."

The front desk looked at the time and thought, damn, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Mr. Qin didn't rest yet. Was he going to hide until his wife refused to do it?

But gossip aside, things still had to be done, so the front desk lady immediately sent the key over.

Besides, Mr. Qin's face was very dark, and he obviously looked dissatisfied, so the front desk lady didn't dare to stay any longer and slipped away immediately.

Qin Mo took the key and hesitated before opening the door -

He was not a man who could endure the cold war, so he still firmly opened the door.

The moment the door opened, Qin Mo's heart ached.

He Huan didn't sleep, she sat on the carpet at the end of the bed, quietly lost in thought.

She was crying, but she didn't cry out loud.

With her head down, it was as if she had had a nightmare when she was a child.

Qin Mo's heart ached. Her nightmare... was now him.

He walked over lightly, squatted in front of her, stretched out his hand and rubbed her shoulder-length hair: "Your hair has grown so long."

She ignored him and did not stop him, but this made him even more sad and uncomfortable. Qin Mo whispered: "Don't cry, Huanhuan."

He Huan finally spoke, refusing and resisting his existence, "Go away, I don't want to see you."

"Who do you want to see? Rong Yue?" He stared at her little face, "He Huan, I explained it."

She didn't speak for a long time, then slowly raised her eyes and looked at him.

Her eyes were stained with water, staring at him, and then she sniffed: "You don't want to leave, right? If you don't leave, I will leave."

In fact, she was already very weak at this time, but she still walked out stubbornly, wearing only a bathrobe.

Qin Mo dragged her back easily. This time he was really angry: "He Huan, can you be more rational? It's the middle of the night. Where do you want to go?"

"To a place where you don't have to go." She replied quickly, and then she saw Qin Mo's face was very ugly, and there was danger in his eyes.

He Huan took a step back.

Qin Mo grabbed her arm and dragged her to the master bedroom...