On the way back, the car was quiet.

He Chen holds the steering wheel with one hand and Yin Mo with his right hand. He unconsciously rubs the back of her hand with his finger. The atmosphere is inexplicably harmonious.

On the 1st of Beicheng, he Chen stopped the car and looked at Yin Mo with his arm bent against the window. He took her hand to his lips and gave him a kiss. "Go back to bed early and come to pick you up tomorrow."

Yin Mo seems to have something on her mind. She just says good night.

She tried to pull the door open, but her wrist was pulled by he Chen, and her figure fell uncontrollably toward the driver's seat? What are you doing? "

Yin Mo steadied his figure and looked at the man puzzled.

The light in the car is not clear, only the light from the street lamp outside the window reflects on each other's faces.

He Chen's eyes were deep. The lines of Jun's face were tighter than ever. He leaned close to Yin Mo and repeated, "I'll pick you up tomorrow?"

This sentence is a bit tentative, no longer so domineering and strong, and even a little cautious.

Yin Mo didn't look at him. He looked out of the window for a few seconds. He hesitated and asked, "if I don't go, will you be angry?"

There was no sound around.

He Chen's strength of holding her wrist unconsciously tightened, until he saw Yin Mo frowning slightly, he stretched his eyebrows and sighed softly, "no way."

Yin Mo seldom takes the initiative to express her wishes, but this time, she reveals her true thoughts in front of he Chen, "then I think it's more convenient to live in No.1 Beicheng."

It's not that she doesn't want to go to Ziyun mansion, but she suddenly finds out tonight that she can't understand he Chen's heart, or that she's not sure whether she can grasp it.

What kind of state of mind does he hold in order to easily say the words of marrying her.

The marriage is solemn and sacred. Even a man like Yan Ye gives Qiao Qiao a sense of ceremony.

He has been playing with flowers for many years. Can't he understand women's yearning and expectation for marriage?

"Yin Mo, let's get married," he said lightly, without any weight or value.

If she agrees, will they get the license tomorrow, and then... Omit all the necessary processes she expects?

At this time, he Chen was acutely aware of some changes in Yin Mo, he rubbed his fingertips, palms slowly fell on her head, "OK, then live in No.1 North City."

Yin Mo was a little relieved. Looking at his handsome and dusty figure, he came forward and pecked on his face, "then I'll go back."

He Chen once again held her, and put his left face close to the past, "again."

Yin Mo pursed her lips and got off the car in a hurry after kissing.

The night was thick. He Chen looked at Yin Mo's back, his gentle smile faded away, and felt a cigarette to his lips. His eyes were dim.

He was impatient, his back head was kowtowing on the back of his chair, smoking in a big mouth, but he could not recover his inner emotions.

Did she regret it

For a long time, he Chen pinched his cigarette and looked at the dark window of No.1 villa in Beicheng again. He sighed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone. "He Qing recently invested in the southern island, and grabbed the project."

The man at the other end of the phone answered, and then reported: "brother Chen, we just followed He Qing and found that he didn't go back to he's house, but went to Shang's medicine hall on the way."

He Chen raised his lips and said, "Cheng Wen?"

"You can rest assured that both of them have been removed. If they are seriously dislocated, it will not be easy to recover even if they are well connected."

He Chen did not change his face to lick his teeth, "Boming Road, make a car accident for he Qing, don't kill him, try to send him to the Royal Hospital."

Hang up the phone, he Chen started the engine, driving the Maserati, then turned around and left the compound of No.1 North City.

In front of the French window in the living room, Yin Mo didn't turn on the light. Leaning against the window frame, he looked at the far away car body, confused and empty.

She stood for a long time, rubbing the mobile phone screen, a lot of things do not understand.

He Chen may like her and dote on her. Even if he is impulsive occasionally, he doesn't force her.

Even, Yin Mo can feel a trace of obvious restraint every time he moves.

First love is probably beautiful and sour, inexperienced people will always fall into the mire of thinking.

Just like Yin Mo, tangled and confused.

When she is full of thoughts, she always thinks of Li Qiao.

Xu's heart is full of inspiration. The mobile phone suddenly lights up in the dark, and the vibration also breaks the tranquility of the night.

Yin Mo looked at the caller ID, red lips slightly warped, the expression on his face was also vivid, "seven cubs..."

"Second sister, alone?"

Li Qiao's light voice smoothed Yin Mo's frown like a trickle. She said with a smile, "well, myself, he Chen just left."

At the other end of the phone, Li Qiao asked softly, "is there anything you want to talk about?"

Yin Mo suddenly dropped his eyes, remained quiet for a few seconds, and sighed, "yes..."

Li Qiao's phone call seemed to be a coincidence. She took a drink from her glass and said, "since you said you don't mind, don't worry too much about his past."

Yin Mo subconsciously shakes his head, "it has nothing to do with his past, I just... Think our progress is a little fast. He said today that he would marry me and let me move to Ziyun mansion to live with him, isn't it too fast?"

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows clearly. Seeing that the cub seemed to be sober, she got up and went to the rest room next door. She slowly swayed to Shang Yu's side and sat down. "Did he propose?"

As she spoke, Li Qiao turned on the handsfree, leaned on the man's shoulder and motioned to her mobile phone.

Shang Yu takes her into his arms and covers Li Qiao's legs with a thin blanket.

At this time, Yin Mo replied flatly: "it's not a proposal..."

Li Qiao arranges the thin blanket's movement to stop, picks the eyebrow to look at Shang Yu.

The man fondly hooked his lips, holding Li Qiao's hand, whispered in her ear: "a man in love has no reason to speak of."

Li Qiao curled her lips, looked back at her mobile phone and said faintly, "second sister, change your mind, you can think that he wants to hold you up."

Yin Mo eyebrow heart a jump, "be?"

"It should be." Li Qiao leans on Shang Yu and grabs his finger to play, "otherwise, he doesn't have to dig his own grave."

A man like he Chen used to talk about love but not love. If he wasn't sincere, he couldn't have asked for marriage.

He seems... Eager to catch up with Yin mo.

Although Li Qiao doesn't know the details, the phone call he Chen made to Shang Yu not long ago clearly means something.

When it comes to he Chen's past, she won't talk too much about it. She can only let her second sister dig it out by herself.

When the facts are in front of them, the next is the problem they need to face together.

New love and old love, how to balance.

He Chen seems to be experienced, but Cheng Li is the only one who is really emotional.

And if a girl like Yin Mo doesn't guide her, she will go into a dead end.

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