Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo looked at him quietly, stretched out his hand and gently stroked his forehead, with a gentle voice: "I will continue to sleep, and I will get up and go to the hospital for a review tomorrow morning."

Qin Xuan closed his eyes obediently, but after a while he opened them again, his eyes cautiously: "Uncle Qin, is my mother a bad person?"

Qin Mo's heart tightened, and then his eyes became softer: "Why do you ask?"

Qin Xuan bit his lip: "I heard what the nurse said, saying that my mother was arrested."

The little man sat up suddenly, his eyes a little straight, "Will she return in?"

Qin Mo didn't know how to answer Qin Xuan's words for a while. After all, this is a child who rarely sees his mother... and he told He Huan to give him time to deal with it.

After a long time, he whispered: "Qin Xuan, if she makes a mistake, do she need to be punished?"

Qin Xuan's expression was a little dazed, he nodded slowly, and then suddenly shook his head again.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and gently stroked his hair, his voice was a little gentle: "Maybe we can change it."

Qin Xuan watched him quietly.

Another way?

He is too young, so he doesn't quite understand.

Qin Mo's fingers gently stroked his forehead: "Let her go abroad, and you can go to her when you grow up."

Qin Xuan still looked at Qin Mo quietly.

Qin Mo smiled slightly, "I'm asleep, the adult's affairs will be resolved, huh?"

He was about to leave, but Qin Xuan grabbed his cuff, hesitating and stubborn, "Uncle, will it cause you trouble?"

The expression on Qin Mo's face remained unchanged, "No."

But in his tone, there was always a sigh, and Qin Xuan's small body hugged Qin Mo.

He is young, but he vaguely feels that he is a big trouble for Uncle Qin.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand, Mo Mo his little head, and finally said nothing.

Qin Mo didn't sleep all night. After seeing He Huan, he went back to the study and smoked in the middle of the night.

When the sky was about to turn white, he returned to the master bedroom.

I unexpectedly saw He Huan wake up, and she was not in bed, but sitting on a set of sofas in front of the French windows, looking out at the mist in the courtyard.

Qin Mo walked over slowly. He Huan sat there without moving or turning his head. He just said softly, "It seems that you have already decided, have you?"

Qin Mo squatted beside her and said in a low voice, "I will send her to a foreign country. She won't come back if nothing happens."

He Huan stared at him and smiled lightly: "You thought about it all night, but you made this decision?"

Her voice is very soft: "Ai Jia finds someone to push me. If it is more serious, I may never wake up. She may be the murderer who killed me, and she treated Ai Mengmeng like that. Now you let her Go abroad, Qin Mo, I really don’t know what you think."

Qin Mo stared at her: "I just want Qin Xuan's soul to be less traumatized, he may not be able to..."

"He is not as fragile as you think, and, Qin Mo, is it in your heart that Qin Lu's death is above all else? I or others are not important, right?" He Huan smiled lightly: "You I can’t accept hurting Qin Xuan, but I can endure that my husband provides the best life for the woman who hurt me. Even when Qin Xuan wants to see her, you have to take Qin Xuan to meet her in a foreign country. Qin Mo, yes Did you plan that way?"