Tears streamed down.
Watching his own mother cry like this, He Qimo's eyes showed an unspeakable reluctance and ripple.
However, thinking about that nonsense made up from nowhere, "Because Xiaoqi was scared, she hid and ran into those people."
He still sneered coldly and turned his face away, "In any case, let's just let it go this time. I think Xiaoqi needs time to recover, so I won't come back for a while. You take care of her first, and as for Zixuan..."
He finished his cigarette, handed the butt to the servant Xiao Wang, who took it down to extinguish it.
He said, "You don't have to worry about these things; she won't be coming back to stay soon, even if she could..."
He Qimo paused and said, "I will wait until she is pregnant and bring her back together."
Having said that, He Qimo turned and walked downstairs.
As he descended the long staircase, Zhou Huimei stood frozen, unable to come to her senses for a long time.
