Outright Favoritism Chapter 1062: : How to balance new love and old love

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On the way back, the carriage was quiet.

He Chen is holding the steering wheel with one hand, holding Yin Mo with his right hand, and rubbing the back of her hand unconsciously with his fingers, the atmosphere is inexplicably harmonious.

Beicheng No.1, He Chen stopped the car, looked at Yin Mo over the window with his arms bent, took her hand to his lips and kissed, "Go back to bed early, and come to pick you up tomorrow."

Yin Mo seemed to have something on his mind, flashing his eyes, only faintly saying goodnight.

She made a gesture to pull the car door, but He Chen pulled her wrist forcefully, and fell into the driver's seat uncontrollably, "Huh? Why?"

Yin Mo stabilized his figure and looked at the man incomprehensibly.

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

He Chen's eyes are deep, and the lines of his handsome face are tighter than ever. He leaned closer to Yin Mo and repeated, "I will pick you up tomorrow?"

This sentence reveals a bit of temptation, no longer so domineering and strong, and even a little cautious.

Yin Mo didn't look at him, looked at somewhere outside the window for a few seconds, then hesitated and asked: "If I don't go, will you be angry?"

There is no sound around.

He Chen squeezed her wrist and tightened unconsciously, until he saw Yin Mo frown slightly, he stretched his eyebrows and sighed gently, "No."

Yin Mo seldom expresses her wishes actively, but this time, she exposed her true thoughts in front of He Chen, "Then I want to live in Beicheng No. 1, which is more convenient."

It's not that she didn't want to go to Ziyun Mansion, but tonight suddenly realized that she couldn't understand He Chen's heart, or that she was not sure if she could catch it.

What kind of mentality does he have to say easily about marrying her?

Marriage is solemn and sacred. Even a man like Yan Ye gives Qiao Qiao all the sense of ritual that she should have.

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

The sentence "Yin Mo, let's get married" was said lightly by him, without any weight or value.

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

At this time, He Chen was keenly aware of some changes in Yin Mo. He rubbed his fingertips, his palm slowly fell on top of her head, "Okay, then live in Beicheng One."

Yin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, looking at his handsome outline, leaned forward and pecked him on the face, "Then I'm going back."

He Chen grabbed her again and moved his left cheek over again, "Come on again."

Yin Mo pursed her lips, and hurriedly got out of the car after kissing.

The night was thick, He Chen looked at Yin Mo's back, his gentle smile faded away, and he took out a cigarette and sent it to his lips, his eyes gloomy and unclear.

He was very irritable, knocked his head on the back of his chair, and smoked puffs, but he couldn't calm down his emotions.

Is she regretting...

For a long time, He Chen pinched his cigarette and looked at the dark window of Beicheng One Villa again. He sighed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone, "He Qing recently invested in the southern island of the land, grabbed the project. ."

The subordinate on the other end of the phone answered, and then reported: "Brother Chen, we followed He Qing just now and found that he did not return to He's house, but went to Shang's medicine hall on the way."

He Chen raised his lips with gloomy eyebrows, "Cheng Wen?"

"Don't worry, both of them are removed, and the dislocation is serious. Even if they are connected, it will not be easy to heal."

He Chen licked his teeth without changing his face, "Boming section, create a car accident for He Qing, don't kill him, find a way to send him to the Royal Hospital."

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

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, Yin Mo didn't turn on the light, leaning on the window frame and looking at the body of the distance away, his eyes confused and hollow.

She stood for a long time, rubbing the phone screen, and she couldn't understand many things.

He Chen may like her and spoil her very much, even if occasionally impulsively, he did not insist on her wishes.

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

First love is probably beautiful and sour, and lack of experience always makes people fall into the quagmire of thoughts.

It's like Yin Mo, tangled and confused.

When she has a lot of thoughts, she always thinks of Li Qiao inadvertently.

Xu Ye had a heart, and the mobile phone suddenly lit up in the dark night, and the sound of vibration broke the tranquility of the night.

Yin Mo looked at the caller ID, her red lips curled up slightly, and the expression on her face became more vivid, "Seven cubs..."

"Second sister, alone?"

Li Qiao's light voice smoothed Yin Mo's frowning eyebrows like a trickle. She smiled and said, "Well, myself, He Chen just left."

On the other end of the phone, Li Qiao asked softly: "Is there anything you want to talk about?"

Yin Mo looked down suddenly, stayed quiet for a few seconds, and sighed, "There is..."

Is it a coincidence that Li Qiao’s call seemed to be a coincidence, she took a drink from her water glass, and said straightforwardly: "Since you said that you don’t mind, don’t worry about his past too much."

Yin Mo shook his head subconsciously, "It has nothing to do with his past. I just... think that our progress is a bit fast. He said today that he wants to marry me and asked me to move to Ziyun Mansion to live with him, isn't it too Almost?"

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows clearly and saw that the cub seemed to be awake. She got up and went to the lounge next door. She walked slowly to Shang Yu's side and sat down, "He proposed?"

While speaking, Li Qiao turned on the speakerphone, leaned on the man's shoulder, and gestured to the phone.

Shang Yu stretched out his arms to embrace her, picked up the thin blanket on the side and put it on Li Qiao's lap.

At this time, Yin Mo answered calmly: "It's not a proposal..."

Li Qiao paused as she tidied up the thin blanket, raising her eyebrows to look at Shang Yu.

The man curled his lips playfully, pinching Li Qiao's hand in her ear and whispered: "A man in love has no sense at all."

Li Qiao pouted, looked at the phone again, and said faintly: "Second Sister, if you change your mind, you can think that he is trying to get you fast."

Yin Mo's eyebrows jumped, "Really?"

"It should be." Li Qiao leaned against Shang Yu and played with his fingers. "Otherwise, he doesn't need to dig his own grave."

For a man like He Chen, if he didn't talk about love in the past, it would be impossible for him to ask for marriage unless he was sincere.

He seems...eager to catch Yin Mo.

Although Li Qiao doesn't know the details, the phone call that He Chen made to Shang Yu not long ago was clearly indicative.

When it comes to He Chen's past, she will not put too much beak, so she can only let the second sister dig and understand.

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

How to balance the old and new love.

He Chen looks experienced, but Cheng Li is the only one who is really passionate.

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