For a time, she and Qin Mo swept all the mainstream media. Of course, they also followed Ai Jia and Su Yiliu, but KING Entertainment didn't seem to have the meaning of public relations, and it fermented along with the topic.

He Huan swiped the phone for a while, not wanting to look at it.

Qin Mo just wanted to show the public what he was willing to show to others, but for her, just wanted to overcome the predicament that appeared, that's it.

He Huan closed his eyes slightly, put his palm against the glass, feeling the sound of melting snow.

When Qin Mo came back, he saw such a picture.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, He Huan was wearing a yellow sweater in the warm interior, with black straight hair scattered on his shoulders, looking thin, small and slender from behind.

As the president of KING Entertainment, Qin Mo is used to seeing beautiful women, but I don’t know why his aesthetics follow He Huan. She used to be healthy sunshine, he likes healthy sunshine. Now she is fragile and delicate, so he likes it. Fragile and delicate.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead, and smiled a little bitterly.

He likes her so much, and He Huan only thinks it is a burden.

Slowly walked over, holding her shoulders from behind, the handsome face rested on her small shoulders, "What are you thinking?"

He Huan was taken aback, and then asked him softly: "The meeting is over?"

He hummed casually, as if he didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, he still put his arm around her and watched the snow scene outside...

He Huan didn't push him away because he couldn't push away.

She just looked outside and leaned passively in his arms. For a long time, he asked her in a low voice: "Are you going home tonight?"

He Huan nodded, but did not answer.

Qin Mo kissed her, "I will go back with you."

Then I surrounded her, still looking outside with her...

The picture is very beautiful.

At least, what Secretary He saw when he opened the door was such a beautiful picture.

He Huan's slender body fits into Qin's tall body, and it is harmonious. Secretary He is relieved, it is finally harmonious.

She quietly quit, leaving the time to President Qin, only to return to the secretary room. The Second Secretary, Third Secretary and several assistants were talking about President Qin's... emotional life. Secretary He listened to the more and more unspeakable. So he reprimanded a few words.

However, she is a good talking superior, and the little secretaries are still smiling hippies and inquiring about her.

Secretary He couldn't help but glanced at them, and then said: "Don't look at President Qin being strong, but in the end he will be planted in He Huan's hands."

Thinking about the scene just now, it was very beautiful, President Qin looked like a loyal dog.

But sometimes a loyal dog and a licking dog can be equated.

Secretary He thought about it and laughed, but also just smiled.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Mo got off work on time and brought He Huan downstairs.

Because the special elevator was under maintenance, he took an ordinary elevator. Originally, he and He Huan were the only people, but when they reached the 32nd floor, there were more people, like five or six.

Because there was an elevator with President Qin, everyone did not dare to speak, and the atmosphere was still a bit nervous.

At this time, Qin Mo spoke and said to He Huan: "The car is parked on the first floor. It is cold outside. Pull the zipper properly and wear a hat."

Even though he said so, he personally zipped up the zipper for her, put on a hat, and even put on gloves and a mask with his own hands. After that, He Huan showed only a pair of eyes outside.

She looked at him with a hard word in her eyes.