Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He Huan looked down, "This is not my responsibility, you should ask Rong Yue."

"Yes, thank you, Director Ho." Ai Mengmeng said in a low voice, then turned to leave.

He Huan stopped her: "Wait a minute."

Ai Mengmeng turned her head.

He Huan's voice was a little low: "If you have something to help you can find me."

There was a touch of moisture in Ai Mengmeng's eyes, an indescribable feeling.

She gave a strong hum, said yes, and left.

On the contrary, He Huan stood there for a long time before driving away. She handled things in the studio and picked up Yi Huan in the afternoon. However, she saw Qin Mo and Su Yiliu at the school gate.

Together with Yihuan, it seemed that he wanted to get along seriously. He Huan got out of the car and walked over to Qin Mo and said, "I want to say a few words with Yihuan alone."

Qin Mo said nothing.

He Huan walked over and hugged Yi Huan and kissed him: "Uncle Rong Yue is sick and his mother needs to take care of him. Yi Huan, will you live with your father and grandmother for a period of time? I will pick you up when my mother is finished."

However, Yi Huan hugged her neck directly, "I want to be with my mother."

He refused to let it go. The little one would not understand that father and mother are going to be separated. She would rather follow her mother, because father now has Aunt Su and mother alone.

The little guy is very sensible, "I can let grandma take it, and grandma Lan can live with us, right? Mom's house is also very big."

As he spoke, he was afraid that He Huan would disagree, and his little face stuck to him and acted like a baby.

He Huan felt soft and sorry for her, so he hummed: ‘I’ll talk to my dad. ’

By now, there were others standing beside him, and she thought they were completely over.

He Huan discussed with Qin Mo in a very ex-wife attitude, "Yi Huan is with me."

Qin Mo stood in front of his Mulshang, his voice faint, "Don't you want to take care of Rong Yue, will you have time to take care of Yihuan?"

He Huan bit her lower lip: "Aunt Lan can take care of it."

Qin Mo's voice continued to be calm, "Aunt Lan is from the Qin family, you are sure you want to use it."

Although he is plain, but the deep meaning in this sentence is a bit hurtful. She divorced him and is not a member of the Qin family, and they are not in the relationship between men and women. There is another person beside him, and that other person is just behaved. Sitting in the car waiting for him, his attitude towards He Huan was also very gentle.

He Huan knew that he was a bit stingy, but he was really disgusting, and her voice was low but a little dumb: "I will find someone to take care of it myself, that's it."

He wanted to leave with Yihuan in his arms. He reached out and grabbed her wrist: "He Huan."

"What else, Mr. Qin?" She didn't shy away from ignoring him in front of Yi Huan.

Qin Mo let go of her hand and said quietly: "Yi Huan is always surnamed Qin, I will send someone to send Aunt Lan to go back."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Yi Huan to He Huan's car and kissed him: ‘I will pick you up this weekend. ’

At this moment, Su Yiliu was not there and He Huan was several meters away. Yihuan put his arms around his father's neck and asked in a low voice, "Can't father and mother take care of the baby together in the future?"

Qin Mo was taken aback, lowered his head and his eyes widened.

Simple and beautiful, now pitiful.

His heart suddenly softened, feeling indescribable.

I felt a little pain, and finally kissed my little daughter: "Dad has been there,"

Yi Huan was still pitiful, she didn't understand at all.