Qin Youxue sat in the room holding the baby, her head lowered, lost in thought. Her expression was somewhat stubborn.
Jian Yang stood at the doorway and said, "I'll head back first."
Qin Youxue remained silent, seemingly not having heard him. Jian Yang sighed softly, closed the door gently, and left.
After leaving the elevator and walking out of the hotel entrance, Jian Yang saw Mo Hexuan leaning against his black sports car. Upon seeing him, Mo Hexuan beckoned him over with a finger.
Jian Yang pondered for a moment, probably wanting to discuss Qin Youxue's matters with him.
These two, conspiring behind his back, now want to bother him.
Jian Yang felt speechless.
Is it because he's too nice that Mo Hexuan doesn't feel the slightest guilt appearing in front of him?
Rolling his eyes to the sky, Jian Yang walked over and sat in Mo Hexuan's car.
"What's up?"
He asked irritably.
"Where are you going?" Mo Hexuan gripped the steering wheel.
