Xu Qiaoqiao let He Mo sit on the sofa beside her, then asked, "Uncle, what's going on?"
He Mo explained what had happened.
It turned out that He Mo's son, He Kun, was addicted to online games and couldn't extricate himself.
Not long ago, he even sneaked out to watch some international competition abroad!
He Mo was very angry: "My own son is so disappointing! It's driving me mad! But I only have this one son, and the He family business is waiting for him to inherit! What are we supposed to do if he spends every day lost in games? Qiaoqiao, you're a Retirement Master; you must have a way, right?"
Hearing this, Xu Qiaoqiao looked over at He Kun.
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid, at the peak of his rebellious phase, He Mo probably had no other choice but to bring him to the Capital City, hoping Xu Qiaoqiao could persuade him.
Xu Qiaoqiao nodded her head, "Alright, I'll think of something."
He Mo's face lit up with joy upon hearing this.
