Chapter 4160 How Many Good Brothers Do You Have?

After a long time of disobedience, she said stiffly: "I'll go see Shen Ting."

A big hand pressed on her shoulder, it was Qin Mo.

He said: "I'll go, I just have something to talk to him about."

He Huan looked at him suspiciously.

Qin Mo smiled: "Why, don't you believe it?"

He Huan stopped talking, and at this time she also felt a kind of physical and mental exhaustion, leaning back on the back of the sofa.

No words, just looking at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo saw her angry look, angry and funny, couldn't help but stretched out his hand to tease her, "Yi Huan is so young, you look at a little thing and get so angry, what will you do for so long in the future?"

He Huan didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and he continued to tease her unconsciously, and was slapped by He Huan: "Qin Mo, aren't you going to see Shen Ting?"

Qin Mo smiled: "Yes."

Before leaving, he squatted again, and his voice was particularly gentle: "Okay, I'm not angry anymore."

He Huan turned his head, and his awkward look was very sentimental.

Qin Mo chuckled, "Okay, I'll go talk to Shen Ting first, and we'll make peace when we come back, and then have a small meeting, ok?"

He Huan wanted to say "fuck you", but she held back after thinking about it.

Qin Mo smiled, pulled her hair and got up, and left in a very hateful and high-spirited manner.

He Huan was left alone, lying on the sofa, clenching her fists and biting them--

She was so disappointed, why was she so fascinated by his beauty, she was so angry just now, but Qin Mo just smiled at her, and she couldn't help herself.

Damn it!

Mingming, she had long been accustomed to his appearance, and there were many good-looking old and young men in the entertainment industry, but she seemed to be attracted by his style.

When He Huan was gritting her teeth, Qin Mo knocked on Shen Ting's bedroom door.

Shen Ting was reading a book, and was also quite surprised. He stood up immediately: "Uncle."

Qin Mo went over, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, sit down, don't be so restrained."

Shen Ting hummed, and sat on the small sofa with Qin Mo. There was a book on his knees, and his fingers touched it lightly intentionally or unintentionally.

Qin Mo was a very direct man, who liked to get straight to the point.

His eyes fell on Shen Ting's face, and he smiled slightly: "Are you okay? You lost a lot of blood, so you should rest for a few more days."

Shen Ting shook his head: "I'm fine."

Qin Mo didn't say anything more about this topic. After thinking for a while, he whispered: "Shen Ting, if I give you a choice now, it is to give up Yihuan, and I will directly train you to be the heir of KING Entertainment."

His voice was slow and convincing: "Now, you can choose again."

This is a great temptation for a boy, which means that he can get the desired result without suffering in the future. He is just Shen Ting, or Qin Yihuan's accessory.

This was such a great temptation, but Shen Ting still refused. He whispered, "I want to wait until she grows up."

Qin Mo smiled, "Okay. I respect your decision."

He came here just to ask this question, not to comfort her.

Boys, they have to be able to bear it.

Qin Mo left, Shen Ting wanted to continue reading, but he couldn't read it for a while, and finally took out his mobile phone to open it, and there were photos inside.

It was Yi Huan, and he just looked at it for a long time.

Qin Mo returned to his bedroom, and when he opened the door, he saw He Huan leaning on the sofa.