Outright Favoritism Chapter 1095: : Tell him to go and give the head away?

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Forty minutes later, Ziyun Mansion.

Yin Mo changed into a tight-fitting and simple dark blue training suit, with long wavy hair coiled behind his head, capable and refreshing.

She stepped on her combat boots and walked downstairs, standing at the top of the stairs, stepping up one step with one leg, holding a dagger, and naturally tucked into the boot shaft.

At this time, He Chen stood by the window, holding his mobile phone and talking on the phone.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind, I looked back and saw Yin Mo's movement of hiding the dagger.

The man cut off the phone directly, so he thought about his chest, "Baby, are you going... to kill?"

"Didn't you save people?" Yin Mo arranged the position of the dagger, straightened up and looked at him inexplicably, "I didn't bring a gun, do I need to bring it?"

He Chen: "..."

Sloppy.

He raised his lips frivolously and beckoned to Yin Mo, "You come."

The woman walked up to him gracefully, and after just a few steps, He Chen's mouth was dry.

Some people, even in the most concise and tight-fitting training suits, can't stop the charm of amorous feelings.

Shipped shoulders, thin waist and peach hips, long and straight legs...

He Chen licked the corners of his mouth wildly, as if his eyes were stuck on Yin Mo's body.

The night outside the window was thick, Yin Mo came to him, "Why..."

He Chen moved fiercely around her waist, and with a twist of his feet, Yin Mo was pressed against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He held her thin waist firmly with his rough palms, lowered his head and let out a hot breath, "Baby, must you follow?"

"Neither." Yin Mo leaned back against the glass, raised his head slightly, and replied straightforwardly: "I can act by myself."

Anyway, her people have already been dispatched, and I'm not afraid to find Rong Manli's flaws.

He Chen's palm gradually slipped along her waistline, and his eyes looked down on Yin Mo's cheek deeply.

For a long time, he chuckled and kissed the woman's forehead, and said in a low voice, "I now understand Shaoyan's mood in Myanmar very well."

Shao Yan tried countless times to prevent Li Qiao from fighting side by side with him. Although He Chen acted as a peacemaker in the middle, he also felt that the man was making a fuss too much.

After all, Li Qiao's skill and ability are obvious to all, so there is no need to worry about it.

Now, when He Chen faced the same situation, he realized that this was not a fuss, but a machismo that didn't want his woman to take risks.

Yin Mo naturally did not understand his headless sigh. Instead, he pushed He Chen's shoulder and said, "Brother Li's mercenary group headquarters is in Nia State. Would you like to call him with him?"

"He?" He Chen encircled Yin Mo's waist with one hand, buckled in his arms and walked to the sofa to sit down, "Your brother Li is hard to protect himself, tell him to go and give the head away?"

Yin Mo slammed him with an arm in dissatisfaction, "Don't talk nonsense, Brother Li is very powerful."

He Chen lightly lit a cigarette and asked playfully: "Then you think I'm not good, so you need foreign aid for such a small matter?"

"Of course not." Yin Mo explained solemnly, "Brother Li is more familiar with Nyazhou than we are. If Rong Manli really hides her aunt, it will be twice the result with his help."

He Chen leaned back in his chair and narrowed his cold eyes inexplicably, "Honey, who said that your mother-in-law is in Niah?"

Yin Mo was startled, "What do you mean..."

He Chen tapped her temples with his fingertips, "Use your awkward mind to think about it, will you go out and do bad things openly?"

"She..." Yin Mo raised his eyelids abruptly, and muttered suddenly: "Sounds against the west?"

He Chen smiled, "I'm not stupid yet."

Yin Mo curled his lips and leaned on the sofa thoughtfully, "Then if Auntie is still in Parma, where will she be hidden? Rong Manli has hid her for so many years, it is impossible not to visit her, you have checked Isn’t there anything strange about her whereabouts?"

He Chen took a sip of his cigarette, and his eyebrows covered by shredded hair flashed with stern expression, "Well, how else could I be held back by her for so long."

Rong Manli is too strict in doing things, all her whereabouts are under control, but for a few months, there is no clue.

Yin Mo noticed the change in He Chen's mood, and hurriedly covered the back of his fisted hand with his palm, "Don't worry, can you show me the information you investigated?"

The woman's eyes purely reflect He Chen's figure, calmly, but let the man taste the taste of tenderness like water.

He Chen rolled her apple and wrapped her hand with her backhand, pinched a cigarette butt, leaned over and opened the drawer under the coffee table, and took out a thick file from it.

Yin Mo took the file and smiled at him, then withdrew his hand and began to look at it seriously.

The living room is very quiet, but sometimes short messages from time to time become the only background music.

Yin Mo reads quickly, turning a page every half a minute.

About ten minutes later, she frowned and looked at He Chen.

At this time, the man leaned lazily on the sofa, glanced at the file in her hand, "Did you finish?"

Yin Mo shook his head and said no, but a subtle expression appeared on his face.

Seeing this, He Chenang raised his angular jaw, "What did you find? Tell me."

Yin Mo pursed the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Just look at the file, there is no problem."

He Chen didn't urge, he smoked slowly, "Go on."

"But..." Yin Mo turned the file back to the first page and clicked on it with his finger, "She goes to He's company every day."

Rong Manli's whereabouts records are very detailed, so detailed that there are clear records of her work and rest time in the He's old house.

Every day I see someone, what I have done, and everything is fine.

At this time, He Chen flicked the ashes into the ashtray, "Not surprisingly, after the old man had a stroke, she became the acting chairman of He's enterprise."

He Qing is the CEO.

Yin Mo kept shaking his head, his expression getting more and more serious, "I mean, would she hide her aunt in the company?"

He Chen wanted to say no, but he looked at the woman's solemn appearance, but he couldn't say anything.

Yin Mo himself knows that this idea is also weird, even ridiculous.

But her thinking is different from that of ordinary people, the more easily overlooked details are the focus of Yin Mo's attention.

Perhaps thinking that He Chen didn’t believe it, Yin Mo moved to him, pointed to the records on the data, and analyzed: “The three-month record did not find any abnormalities in her. If you are really sure that the aunt is still alive , Then the He’s company is the only place where Tibetans are possible.

She has worked so hard to hide people, and in order not to show her feet, she will definitely hide them in places that are unexpected and can be seen at any time. Look at the records, except on weekends, she goes to the company every day, every day. "

Yin Mo once again emphasized that every day, maybe afraid that He Chen would not understand, she added patiently, "You also have a company, and you are also the boss, but you will always be trapped in mundane affairs and cannot go to the company, but She, no."