Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Under the warm light, Qin Mo's eyes became a little deep. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "His mother is Ai Jia."

Under the same warm light, He Huan's face changed and became a little pale.

She looked at Qin Mo and said slowly, "Is it the Ai Jia who made me amnesia?"

Although she doesn't remember the things before, she knows what happened after her amnesia. Ai Jia is Ai Mengmeng's older sister, causing Ai Mengmeng to run away from home. Ai Jia has done so many bad things before.

How could it be, Qin Xuan's mother?

He Huan was shocked, but Qin Mo didn't say for a while, she just stared at him like that.

For a long time, Qin Mocai sighed, "It's very complicated. Ai Jia paid for Qin Lu from the gold treasury, so this child Qin Lu didn't even know that Qin Lu was gone. Qin Xuan was seriously ill. So I want to take care of him personally, He Huan, I know that such a request is too much for you, so this is a discussion, not a notice."

He Huan was still in shock and kept looking at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair, "I know it's unfair, but I owe Qin Lu, I owe him a life."

He Huan looked at him baffledly and said softly: "If she wants to use you to pay back, do you have to send yourself to her?"

After she finished speaking, Qin Mo smiled, "Are you jealous at this time?"

"I didn't!" He Huan bit his lip and grunted.

Qin Mo smiled, "Of course not, I only owe Qin Lu, and it is still with Qin Xuan, and Ai Jia... can negotiate some conditions."

He Huan looked at his expression and knew how much he couldn't let it go. She couldn't help but leaned over, her voice was low: "Qin Mo, you are sad and contradictory, aren't you?"

Her approach made Qin Mo feel much better. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair with a slightly lower voice: "Trust me, I hope Ai Jia will be brought to justice like you..."

"But for Qin Xuan's sake, you will let her go and even promise some conditions, right?" He Huan raised his head, "Qin Mo, this is not your style."

Qin Mo smiled bitterly and sighed: "You know, Qin Lu was not raised in Qin's family since he was a child. He had his mission in him, but in the end this life was given to me."

He Huan listened and withdrew from Qin Mo's arms.

Qin Mo let her withdraw, and He Huan retreated to the other end of the sofa, clasped his knees in his hands, and buried his head in it.

But after a while, she secretly looked at Qin Mo again.

Qin Mo felt a little sad, for He Huan.

He sighed, this is embarrassing her.

At this time, she needs a person to digest it well.

He Huan stayed alone like this, for a long time, she turned her head to this side and looked at him, her eyes were stubborn not willing to give in.

Also, forbearing tears.

This is very difficult for He Huan now.

She herself is still an 18-year-old mind, not much maturer than Shen Ting, but now she is attacking her cruelly and realistically.

Qin Mo didn't want to, but he knew he had to tell her.

I don’t know how long it took. He Huan’s voice was very soft, even with a strong nasal sound. She said, "Qin Mo, I want to sleep."

When people avoid certain things, they use eating, shopping, and even sleeping to escape reality. He Huan is no exception. She wants to sleep now.