Chapter 4100: How many good brothers do you have 4

After a long time, she said stiffly: "I'll go see Shen Ting."
With a big palm on her shoulder, it was Qin Mo.
He said: "Let me go, just have something to talk to him."
He Huan looked at him suspiciously.
Qin Mo smiled: "Why, don't you believe it?"
He Huan stopped talking, and at this time she also felt a physical and mental exhaustion, leaning back on the back of the sofa.
Not speaking, just looking at Qin Mo.
Seeing her angry look, Qin Mo was so angry and funny, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to tease her, "Yi Huan is so small, you can be so angry if you worry about small things, what will you do for so long in the future?"
He Huan completely didn't want to care about him, and he unconsciously continued to tease her, and he was photographed by He Huan: "Qin Mo, aren't you going to see Shen Ting?"
Qin Mo smiled: "Yes."
Before leaving, he squatted again, with a particularly gentle voice: "I'm dying."
He Huan turned his head, his awkward appearance was very small.
Qin Mo chuckled softly, "Okay, I'll go talk to Shen Ting first, and we'll reconcile when we come back, and then have a small meeting, eh?"
He Huan wanted to talk about you and mother, but after thinking about it, he held back.
Qin Mo smiled, tugged her hair to get up, and left in a hateful and energetic manner.
He Huan fell on the sofa alone, clenching his hands into fists--
I'm not up for it, why is she so fascinated by his beauty, she was so angry just now, but Qin Mo just smiled at her, she couldn't help it.
hateful!
Obviously, I've been used to his appearance a long time ago. There are a lot of good-looking old bacon and small fresh meat in the entertainment circle, but she seems to be eating him.
As He Huan gritted his teeth, Qin Mo knocked on Shen Ting's bedroom door.
Shen Ting was reading a book and was quite surprised, and immediately got up: "Uncle."
Qin Mo went over, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, sit down, don't be so restrained."
Shen Ting said, sitting on the small sofa with Qin Mo, with a book on his lap, gently touching his fingers intentionally or unintentionally.
Qin Mo is a very direct man, he likes to go straight.
His gaze fell on Shen Ting's face, and he smiled slightly: "Is your health okay? I have lost a lot of blood and should actually take a few more days of rest."
Shen Ting shook his head: "I'm fine."
Qin Mo didn't talk about this topic anymore, and after thinking about it, he whispered: "Shen Ting, now if I give you a choice is to give up Yihuan, I will directly train you to be the heir of KING Entertainment."
His voice was slow and convincing: "Now, you can choose again."
This is a big temptation for a boy, which means that he can have the desired result without being tortured in the future. He is just Shen Ting, or an accessory of Qin Yihuan.
What a temptation it was, but Shen Ting still refused. He said softly, "I want to wait for her to grow up."
Qin Mo smiled, "Okay. I respect your decision."
When he came, he just asked this sentence, which didn't go with comfort.
Boys must be able to hold them.
When Qin Mo left, Shen Ting wanted to continue reading, but he couldn't watch it for a while. Finally, he took the phone to open it, and there were photos in it.
It was Yihuan, he just watched it for a long, long time.
Qin Mo returned to his bedroom over there, opened the door and saw He Huan leaning on the sofa.