Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

When the fans rushed over, Qin Mo calmly pulled He Huan behind him, and then four bodyguards stopped the enthusiastic fans, allowing Qin Mo and He Huan to leave.

Entering the elevator, He Huan and Qin Mo were standing side by side, she glanced at Qin Mo secretly.

His face is not very good, and she doesn't know what's wrong with him, what's wrong with the wind.

However, she still asked with some worry: "You said that I just ran away, would it disappoint the fans, and would it have any bad influence."

Qin Mo's face was still a bit stinky.

He Huan stared at him for a long time before testing: "What's wrong with you Qin Mo?"

Qin Mo glanced at her and spoke very slowly: "I thought you didn't want to be a great director. You are vain now. Want fans?"

He Huan squinted, "Of course I want it, isn't it?"

She is not stupid.

This money is hers! ! !

Qin Mo squinted at her: "Forgot to tell you, you are not yet 18 years old, so you don't have a bank card. I will save it for you when the box office is divided, and use it when you grow up."

He Huan was anxious and said in a hurry, "I'm not 18 years old, I'm 33; I can apply for a bank card."

Qin Mo laughed, then his eyes fell on her face with some intent, and his voice slowly: "That is to admit that he is Mrs. Xiao Qin."

He Huan bit his lip and hummed for a long time: "I don't want it."

Qin Mo didn't care, and rubbed her hair: "If you don't want it, just continue to be an 18-year-old girl, I don't mind."

Before, her health was not very good, and he took care of her most of their lives together. Now it is also taking care of her, in fact, there is no difference.

Not sleeping in separate rooms is Qin Mo's bottom line.

At this moment, He Huan hadn't thought so far, she didn't know that she was facing 40-year-old Qin Mo.

But he is not so innocent in his 20s.

When the elevator reached the second floor, He Huan got on the car and found out that Qin Mo had driven the car. She subconsciously asked, "Where is Uncle Zhao?"

Qin Mo drove a Mulshang, a car he often drove, but He Huan didn't remember it very much.

She thought that his identity would always be the driver, but he drove himself and looked very skilled.

He Huan sat next to him, listening to what he said while looking around at the things in the car.

She doesn't remember everything, but she always grew up with Qin Mo, but as long as they don't feel the danger he exudes, they are very familiar, like a family.

So she dared to touch his things.

However, the things in this car are very feminine. At first glance, there are often women sitting next to them, ranging from perfume to paper, and even a small blanket with Fini piggy.

Although touched, He Huan still pretended not to know: "Your car often has women sitting in?"

Qin Mo turned his head to look at her, and then smiled softly: "Why do you ask?"

He Huan bit his lip, "It's all women's stuff in this, and it's still yours?"

Qin Mo didn't answer at first, just drove the car.

This silence made He Huan feel a little uneasy. Qin Mo really went off the track, right?

She looked at Qin Mo baffledly, before she wanted to ask anything, he said, "There is no such thing as you think."

He Huan was taken aback for a moment, he was the roundworm in her stomach!