Qin Mo turned around and watched her standing in front of the French window holding her body.

He went to put the water glass in her hand, his voice hoarse, "What are you looking at?"

He Huan stood there, looking outside without looking at him. It took a long time before she muttered, "I'm not looking at anything."

She tilted her head: "Qin Mo, my movie is about to be released, I have to promote...and..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by him, "Qin Chen takes care of Rong Yue."

He Huan's eyes froze, and there was no sound for a long time.

She also did not explain.

In the end, Qin Mo interrupted the calm, his voice was a little tired: "How can you forgive me?"

He stroked his forehead with his fingers: "There will be no one else."

He Huan smiled almost inaudibly, and then muttered, "I don't care about Qin Mo."

As she said, she lowered her eyes, "We are already like this. Let us go. From now on, I just want to live a good life alone."

Qin Mo condensed his face: "A person...what about me?"

"You can find Su Yiliu or Ai Jia, or any woman, you can have many children if you want." He Huan's voice was choked.

She can't let go.

The pain that day will probably be her lifelong pain.

Qin Mo stared at her and smiled bitterly: "He Huan, you said it well, you have thought about it many times."

Turning around suddenly, he entered the study without looking back, and the door slammed shut.

She knew he was angry, but when he was angry, be angry.

He Huan stood in front of the French window and slowly drank a glass of water before returning to the master bedroom.

She was really weak and fell asleep again after a while. When she fell asleep, she felt that someone was standing by the bed and opened her eyes. It was Qin Mo.

The light in the master bedroom was very dim, and Qin Mo was staring at her.

He Huan looked at him quietly, breathing became a little difficult.

After a long time, Qin Mo finally unbuttoned his shirt and walked towards the bathroom.

He Huan breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom...

Too tired, she was going to fall asleep again, but when Qin Mo came out of the bathroom, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Qin Mo was standing in front of the bed in a bathrobe.

He Huan was a little scared.

These days, they all sleep in separate rooms. What does he mean now?

Qin Mo opened the quilt and lay beside her with a low voice: "From today we will sleep together."

"I don't want it." He Huan bit his lip and moved his body aside. "I will go to the guest room."

She wanted to leave, but he was pulled by him, and then her body fell into his arms.

Qin Mo embraced her, his face pressed against her hair, "Don't move, behave and just hug her for a while."

She dared not move, but hated him very much in her heart.

Tears fell one by one, as if the heart had also corroded away.

No matter how sad she refused, he still didn't let her go... kissed her cautiously.

And He Huan, biting his lip, motionless, his body also froze.

Everything shows that she hates him, is afraid of him, and rejects him.