Chapter 4117: Rich Families Are Always Cruel 2

In the dark night, He Huan fell asleep in his arms. Qin Mo took her back to the bedroom and carefully placed her on the bed. Looking at her sleeping face, his heart felt warm.

As long as she is around, everything seems to be reassuring.

At this time, he realized that she was not only love but also marriage to him.

She, He Huan, is still a part of his life.

It is irreplaceable by others.

Qin Mo straightened up, covered her with a quilt, and then went to take a simple shower.

He did not go back to the bedroom directly, but went to the living room to smoke two cigarettes while looking at the night outside.

The same person, the same place, but He Huanzai felt less lonely.

Later, when he was sleeping, he gently whispered into He Huan's ear: "Don't leave again, huh?"

No one could answer him. He Huan slept deeply, and his breath was sweet.

Just like her when she was little.

Qin Mo was really tired these days, but now she was by his side like a baby, and he couldn't sleep at all.

I always feel like I can't bear to sleep.

Putting his palm on hers and interlocking his fingers, he thought to himself, how long is a lifetime? He was already nearly forty years old, and he wanted to spend all his time with He Huan.

He wanted her to be happy, and he wanted her to work, but he couldn't bear to do it. Firstly, it was hard work, and secondly, he couldn't bear to be separated from her.

He thought that he could see He Huan every day.

Qin Mo smiled slightly and closed his eyes...

When He Huan opened his eyes in the morning, Qin Mo was no longer in bed.

She immediately sat up, rubbed her eyes, and called Qin Mo's name.

About half a minute later, he walked over. He was wearing a very nice set of home clothes.

Leaning against the door, his voice was slightly lowered and he said, "It's almost ten o'clock. I'll take you back in a while."

He Huan exclaimed: ‘It’s almost ten o’clock. ’

She paused for a moment before asking him softly: "By the way, where are we going back?"

"Qiuyuan." Qin Mo's voice was quiet, "Go pick up Yi Huan and Shen Ting."

He Huan was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. He looked at Qin Mo blankly: "Is he the child you mentioned?"

Qin Mo didn't make a sound, just smiled slightly, and then He Huan understood that the child was called Shen Ting. She covered her face and said, "So fast."

Qin Mo said calmly: "It's actually not fast."

He Huan didn't know that when it was determined that she could no longer have children, he had already started to choose, which was indeed unpleasant.

He Huan actually still doesn't accept it, but it seems that she can't change anything. This is the rule of the Qin family!

She wiped her face and sat up: "I'll be fine soon."

Qin Mo looked at her with a hint of smile in his voice: "Calm down for a while."

He Huan snorted: "Why am I not calm? I'm not a bumpkin who has never seen the world."

Qin Mo glanced at her, and then said happily: "But I think you still haven't seen the world."

He hummed twice more to strengthen it, letting her understand what he meant.

He Huan did understand. He blushed, lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom: "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Qin Mo smiled and walked out first.

He Huan brushed his teeth and washed his face, changed another set of clothes and went downstairs.

Qin Mo sat at the dining table and waved to her: "Come here."

She groaned and sat down obediently. After a while, she seemed to think of something, "Qin Mo, what does he... look like?"