Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Finally, he went to her studio. The staff said that He Huan did not come to work today. Qin Mo frowned and left first.

He drove the car, a little aimless.

He didn't know where He Huan was, or why she didn't see him.

He thought they were reconciled after last night, but now that he thinks about it, it is obvious that she doesn't think so.

Qin Mo held the steering wheel with his fingers and drove on the flaming street. When he passed by a coffee shop, he saw He Huan.

She was wearing black trousers and a white sweater on her upper body. She was very pure and beautiful, and sitting opposite her was a very young man, who was considered a good-quality man by looking at his appearance and clothes.

Moreover, it should be about the same size as He Huan.

Qin Mo held the steering wheel with his fingers, his knuckles were almost white, and he endured it and did not pass.

When He Huan raised his eyes, he saw Qin Mo.

He was sitting in the car with a terribly gloomy expression.

He Huan looked away and ignored him.

He can't stand it now?

What she saw was just an ordinary friend, a classmate from the university, she was a little busy asking her for help, and a cup of coffee was nothing.

When he went to see Ai Jia, he felt that there was nothing, but nothing could be changed last night. It was just a physical need. Another thing was that her foot was sprained and she couldn't escape even if she wanted to. Besides, Qin Mo's skills were indeed good and she was quite good. Comfortable, He Huan has never been a hypocritical person.

He Huan doesn't buy Qin Mo's account. He is not happy if he is not happy, she is not happy yet!

They are now a bit more serious than the Cold War. They are on the verge of breaking up.

In fact, she hasn't figured it out yet.

Or maybe, her heart is too soft...

But she knew in her heart that she loved him, so she was so worried about gains and losses, and she could not let him go.

He Huan went home at ten o'clock in the evening, and she drove back by herself.

Downstairs, without Qin Mo's car, she was silently relieved. If he goes crazy again tonight, she will definitely not be able to bear it.

He Huan got out of the car and walked towards the elevator.

Qin Mo leaned against the elevator entrance, his expression not very pretty.

He Huan's pace stopped and looked at him, "What advice does Qin always have."

Qin Mo looked at her quietly and smiled a little bit: "He Huan, I like you, but it is because I like you that you are desperately ruining this relationship, right?"

Her lips moved, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Qin Mo closed his eyes and said nothing in the end, just took out a box and put it in her hand: "For you, throw it away if you don't like it."

After speaking, he went out on his own.

And He Huan stood behind him, looking at his back to be a little lonely under the light.

She wanted to call him, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a long time, Qin Mo turned around and looked at her.

Quietly.

"He Huan, I've never changed, I haven't liked others, since you were a kid." His eyes were a bit unfathomable, meaning that He Huan could not see through.

She was a little scared, but she didn't know what she was afraid of.

Finally, Qin Mo laughed at himself, "I hold the world in your hands, and you won't believe that I love you."

He Huan shook his head; "It's just a college classmate. Qin Mo, if you say that, I can't help it. I have said many times that what I want is this sense of security. I said I was tired of Ai Jia's thing and I don't want to mention it again."