Huo Jinnan thought of Jin Bo, furrowing his brows, "I don't know yet."
Qin Huan didn't ask further; the situation was probably not good.
Huo Jinnan said, "You don't need to worry about these things."
Qin Huan sat on his lap, lowered her head, and browsed through her phone. After a while, she saw Wen Nuan's post, "God made me a woman, yet gave me the heart of a tomboy. They say women are made of water, should be gentle, and shouldn't lose their temper. Actually, I'm made of water too—except I'm like Xue Bi, fizzy—strong! Can only be held, not shaken!"
From the looks of it, something seems off.
Did they have a fight?
So, did Nuannuan return to Hong Kong?
She made a call, but Wen Nuan didn't answer and hung up.
Thinking for a moment, Qin Huan called Qin Shaojin, and it was also hung up.
They really did have a fight!
Forget it, they'll probably make up soon; it's no big deal.
