Opened it, and it was a message from Qiao Qiao on WeChat again!
The photo was of Shu Mengmeng.
He glanced at it, frowned, and quickly deleted it.
Standing there, he turned to look at Qin Huan who was feeding the child in the bedroom, picked up her phone, found Qiao Qiao in the contacts, and called her.
Soon, he heard Qin Shaonan's voice.
Qin Shaonan stood on the balcony, shrouded in smoke, "Received another message?"
Huo Jinnan, hearing Qin Shaonan smoking, habitually touched his pants pocket, "Yeah, sent via WeChat."
Qin Shaonan looked at the night outside, "It seems the last message was just a diversion. My WeChat just logged in somewhere else."
Huo Jinnan, "Look into it."
Qin Shaonan glanced at the opposite balcony, his expression gradually turning cold. Ever since that night, she hadn't tried to strike up a conversation again.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
He hung up the phone, walked over, opened the door, and saw Qiao Qiao standing there hugging a pillow.
