Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

After Qin Mo finished speaking, Rong Yue stayed for a while, and then repeated: "Is it all?"

Qin Mo nodded, "It's all."

He was finally a little irritable, lit a cigarette, and after taking a sip, he looked at Rong Yue, "Do you want one?"

Rong Yue thought for a while, still asked for one, just lit it and didn't draw it.

Qin Mo can also understand. Firstly, Rong Yue is in poor health, and secondly, Ai Mengmeng is probably not letting him smoke. When a man is married, he is bound.

Amidst the smoke, Rong Yue said softly, "There is another person."

"Huh?" Qin Mo looked at him.

Rong Yue smiled extremely weakly, and even a little bitter: "Mr Qin has forgotten that it is not only the Qin family who are related to Qin Xuan, but also the Ai family."

Ai's parents have passed away, Ai Jia's bone marrow does not match, there is only one Ai Mengmeng.

Qin Mo paused for the smoke between his fingers, then looked at Rong Yue: "Will you...Ai Mengmeng will be willing?"

The smile on Rong Yue's face faded a little, and he slowly said, "I only have one condition."

Qin Mo looked at him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Sure enough, Rong Yue said: "If Ai Mengmeng's bone marrow is needed, then Qin Xuan's custody rights belong to us. Qin, I have only one condition."

Qin Mo was a little angry, "But this condition is the least I want to promise."

"It's not necessarily worthy of the type, it's not too late to be worthy of President Qin's consideration." Rong Yue has been calm, as if he was not talking about a child, but just an ordinary contract.

Qin Mo stared at him for a long time, and for a long time, he frowned slightly: "I didn't find that you have the eloquence in negotiation before."

Rong Yue was very humble, "General Qin praised him."

Qin Mo's eyes still have profound meaning: "Have you ever praised, you know in your heart. Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Everyone knows that Ai Mengmeng may not be willing, and even if he is willing, he may not be willing to raise Ai Jia’s children unless...

At this moment, Qin Mo stopped Rong Yue suddenly: "Wait a minute."

Rong Yue stopped at the door and turned to look at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo got up from behind the desk and walked slowly to Rong Yue.

He was about the same height as Rong Yue, but Qin Mo was stronger than Rong Yue. It was not because of how many muscles Qin Mo had. The main reason was that Rong Yue was too thin, and his aura was much different.

Qin Mo said lightly, "I think, Rong Yue, you must have other conditions?"

Rong Yue's eyes drooped, his Qing Jun face could not show any expression, but his long eyelashes trembled gently.

Who is Qin Mo? At this moment he almost guessed it, but in order for Qin Xuan to live, everything else had to be left behind.

Qin Mo's voice was dumb: "I'll talk about it later, right?"

Rong Yue smiled faintly again, then walked out.

Qin Mo was left alone in the office, lit another cigarette, spit out a long mouthful, and frowned.

Perhaps He Huan was right. He cared too much about Qin Lu and too cared about Qin Xuan, so he was too tolerant to Ai Jia, and Rong Yue didn't have much affection for this child, so he could make judgments and choices intuitively.

It's very simple and reasonable, but he didn't see it clearly, and it was difficult to choose.

Qin Mo stayed alone for a while, Secretary He came in to report the briefing, he didn't have any thoughts, and lightly raised his hand: "Let it go here, I will look back again."

Secretary He nodded and said yes, always feeling that Qin always had some thoughts.