C1720 His Family

"Qi Mo, your hand!" Qiao Sannyu ran over nervously, wanting to help him check.

"No need." He pulled his hand away and refused. He turned around and walked out the door, his eyes burning with a terrifying ochre red, "I want to ask clearly!"

"Ask..." Before she could finish her sentence, Qiao Sannyu understood.

He wanted to ask his mother.

However, she was in a vegetative state right now