Qin Mo frowned: "He Huan and I are different from those people."

Qin Anlan sat opposite him and smiled: "What's the difference? Isn't it going to sleep together at night and pat the P shares during the day and leave? Now He Huan is gone?"

Although this is a fallacy, it cannot be refuted. If Qin Mo said that He Huan loved him or something, his father would have to laugh to death and despise him.

He didn't say a word, touched his pocket, and probably wanted to smoke, but Qin Anlan said calmly: "The arm hurts like this. You are not allowed to smoke these days. There is no wife around him, so I will stay with us for a few days."

Qin Mo shook his head: "I live here and it is not a serious injury."

"Why do you still come back in the middle of the night to see you secretly?" The father's sneer sneered.

Qin Xiaomo... was a little bit stunned.

He didn't return to live in the autumn garden, and Qin Anlan and Ye Liangqiu didn't worry about him. They personally arranged an aunt to live here 24 hours to take care of him. Qin Mo said no, but his parents insisted and finally left the aunt.

Auntie is an old man of the Qin family. She has always known Qin Mo’s taste. Seeing that Qin Mo was hurt, she cooked a table of delicious dishes. While serving the dishes, she babbled, “Why is the young master beaten like this? Who can't do this anymore."

Qin Mo has always had a friendly relationship with her, and after a little laugh, he deliberately teased her: "He Huan hit it."

Aunt Lan opened her mouth wide in surprise, and it took a long time before she said: "How is it possible!"

Qin Mo didn't say anything, just drank the soup slowly.

Later, when Aunt Lan made the bed for him, she found that the bed was messy, just like rolling all night.

Besides, there is blood on the bed...

Aunt Lan, who was in her fifties, flushed the messy bed, and she was really not restrained.

Qin Mo's arm was injured, and he couldn't go to the company today. Besides, he was a little relieved after doing most of the night last night, lying on the bed at random and swiping his phone... After a while, he couldn't help but think of He Huan.

Although she ran away without conscience, he still missed her.

He knew that He Huan could not be blamed for this, and he knew that it was not a matter of a day or two that she should accept, but he was willing to wait and pursue her again.

He and He Huan seem to have never been in a relationship.

Qin Moguang was a little rippling after thinking about it, took the phone and dialed He Huan's phone.

But she didn't answer, maybe she didn't want to talk to him, Qin Mo was not angry either——

When they had a relationship last night, he could feel that she had feelings for him, even if it was hatred or hate, it was also feeling.

Qin Mo sent her a WeChat message.

[Auntie Lan is here to take care of me, don't worry. ]

About five minutes later, he received one.

[No one is worried about you. ]

[is it? ]

Qin Mo sent another one.

[But I still care about you. I didn't have any measures last night. ]

After he finished speaking, he lay on his back, put the phone aside and waited quietly. Sure enough, He Huan's call came after a while, and Qin Mo waited for seven or eight sounds before picking it up, his voice seemed a bit lazy: "Director, something?"

He Huan was furious and gritted his teeth: "Is what you just said is true?"

Qin Mo pretended to be stupid: "What did you say?"

He Huan became even more angry, "Did you use T!!!"

Qin Mo smiled: "Come over and I'll tell you."

As he spoke, his voice became softer: "Have you eaten yet?"

He was always afraid that Su Cheng would teach her, she didn't want to eat.