Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo turned his head to look at her, "Where do I live? Do I live by myself or with your parents?"

"Myself." He Huan didn't refuse, although she didn't have the strength to be his enemy even though she was an improper husband and wife.

Because of Yihuan, I can't help getting along in the future.

She leaned back in her chair and said the address in a low voice.

Qin Mo also knows that place. He Huan bought a unit long ago, and sometimes she lives there when she returns to China.

He didn't say a word, and drove over, about an hour's drive. They didn't say anything in the middle, and He Huan closed his eyes to rest.

When the car stopped, Qin Mo turned his head to look at her.

He Huan still closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

"Here," he said softly, watching her open his eyes and looked around, and his expression was somewhat defensive.

Qin Mo felt a pain in his heart.

He Huan said, "Here?"

She took her bag and got off the car: "Thank you."

He opened the car door with one hand before he wanted to get out of the car. Qin Mo clasped her with one hand and pressed her on the seat of the car. His expression was still very calm, not as if he had used so much effort to control it. her.

He Huan's body stiffened, and he caught it keenly. Then he let go of his hand, and when she was about to withdraw her hand, he shook his hand sharply and said in a difficult tone, "I'm sorry about that day!"

He Huan raised his head and said, "No need to apologize. Really, just take it back to you for so many years."

She was flat, and then withdrew her hand, opened the door and got out of the car.

Qin Mo sat motionless, his eyes followed her into the elevator.

Not long ago, they also appreciated that the loving couple celebrated their children’s birthday, but the queen was already a stranger.

He looked aside and found that He Huan's phone had fallen on the seat of the car. He picked it up and got out of the car and wanted to give it to her, but his eyes stopped when he walked into the hall.

He Huan was not alone. She was standing face to face with a man. She raised her head and stared at the man in confusion.

That man is Rong Yue.

Qin Mo's fingers were clenched, his bones and joints turned white.

He controlled himself not to go up to find teeth with his surname Rong, but walked over with a very reserved expression, "Your phone dropped into my car."

He Huan turned his head to look at him and took it silently without explaining.

In fact, there is nothing to explain. They are already divorced, and Rong Yue doesn't know why she came here...

She said thank you softly, and then went into the elevator with Rong Yue.

Qin Mo stood, squinting at their backs——

He Huan thought he was dead. She couldn't wait for them to apply for the certificate?

Qin Mo's fingers were clenched and released. The last pride made him not follow, return to the car, and did not leave immediately. Instead, he sat in the car and smoked quietly.

About ten minutes later, Rong Yue came down, and there was an additional document bag in his hand, which seemed to be for something.

Qin Mo got out of the car and stared at him in the dark night.

Rong Yue is too.

Their temperament was wild and noble, and restrained and gentle. They looked at each other for a long time in the dark.

Qin Mocai said in a low voice: "She is still Mrs. Qin now."

"I know, but it won't be anymore soon." Rong Yue's expression was light: "I won't let He Huan do things that are against morality. I will pursue her later."