Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She was so fragile now that she couldn't tell.

He Huan just said good.

For Qin Mo, this word seemed like the last driftwood had sunk.

He looked at her silently, without saying anything.

Just watching.

Then, he smiled bitterly, took his coat and went out.

Nothing else, nothing more.

And He Huan sat quietly and heard him go out.

The door closed gently. It was like closing the door between her Qin Mo.

In my heart, it seemed that some line of defense had collapsed, and the flood of memories came surging, depressing her very painfully.

Be free.

Break it.

But in front of freedom, she was not happy at all, they could have ended well.

At this moment, He Huan heard the sound of a car outside. It should be Qin Mo who left.

For some reason, she left the bed and walked to the French window.

From here, you can fully see below.

Qin Mo's car left, and the bodyguards guarding here got in the car and left.

He Huan knew that she could leave.

But she didn't move and stood there motionless. Later, when her breathing was a little depressed, she turned her body and looked at everything around her quietly.

Everything here is the same as before, nothing has been moved.

In this apartment, He Huan and Qin Mo had quarrels and occasional sweetness.

And all of this made her think of it at this moment, it was painful.

With her eyes closed, she was alone for a long time before she walked back to the master bedroom.

Pulled the suitcase, packed things briefly, and then pulled downstairs.

The servants in the family were still there, watching He Huan as if he was going out, stayed blankly: "Mrs.?"

He Huan bit his lower lip: "I told President Qin, thank you for your care during this time."

This was polite but also very gracious. He Huan said something else the servants wanted to say, "Needless to say, the bodyguards here have been withdrawn, and it's the same whether you make calls or not. "

When the next person saw it, it was indeed like this.

In this gap, He Huan had already walked out with luggage. There was a car she had driven on the parking apron below. She got in the car and drove away.

After He Huan drove away, Qin Mo was sitting in the black RV and received a call, saying something over there, and then he froze for a while before whispering: "I know."

The hand holding the phone hangs down, but the fingers are still holding the phone tightly and have not loosened it.

And his brows were frowning tightly, and they have not been relaxed.

He Huan left, just when he left.

Qin Mo leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, his facial features were as tight as ice and snow.

She was gone anyway, with no attachments at all.

Turn around and leave.

Qin Mo fell ill later, poor and weak, no one was around to take care of him.

He sometimes thought, why did he bother like this, since she was a child, the earth liked her, and she was hard-hearted.

Every time he wanted to be ruthless, but... still couldn't make up his mind.

And this time, it is still the same.

Perhaps, he had already thought about it and would never let her go in his life.

Why did he let her go? She has been his since childhood.

In the future, it is also his, only his.

Qin Mo's fingers slowly loosened, moved lightly, and then his eyes slowly opened.

This time, there was a touch of domineering in his eyes.